Page 87 of Hell Bound

I wouldn’t push her, not while she did this.

She drew back, taking a deep breath as her fingers slid up and down my shaft, and then she slid back onto me, nestling deeper between my thighs.

The base of my spine tingled as her lips tightened, her saliva making her grip slick and sticky, but I didn’t want to come yet.

Not while she was running her tongue up my cock, popping my head into her mouth and sucking gently.

It was her breathy moan that made me groan her name out loud. “Fuck, Lilith…”

She pulled away to kiss my stomach again, making her way to the base of my cock. “Now you know how I feel, Lucifer.”

Her words were muffled as she sucked me back into her mouth, this time pumping her fist in a way that made my thigh muscles turn to pure steel.

I couldn’t help but drive upwards a little, sliding into her throat.

Lilith made another sound, completely primal, her nails digging into my legs. She wriggled a little, and I drove up again.

I caught her scent, her desire making it thick and heavy. It was exactly how I imagined Heaven would smell.

I clutched her hair a little tighter, pumping into her.

The slick warmth of her mouth, the lust in her little gasps—I couldn’t hold back as she began to ravage me, taking as much as possible.

The tingle became electricity coursing through me, down my spine, and straight into my balls.

“You’re going to make me come, my Queen,” I said roughly, thrusting in again.

She whimpered assent, pulling me closer as she sucked.

This time she didn’t try to draw back, and her soft squeeze on my thigh let me know what she wanted.

I closed my eyes, groaning loudly as my cock pulsed. Lilith gulped my come greedily, sucking until she’d milked every last drop out of me.

My entire body threatened to collapse into a puddle. I wanted to pick her up and hold her as I fell into the first good sleep I’d had in two decades, but…

First, she would allow me to finish her.

I drew her upright until she stood before me.

“Fucking hellfire, Lily.” My voice was hoarse. She’d completely wrung me out. “Now it’s my turn to make you come so hard, you’ll still feel me long after I’m gone.”

Lilith smiled, half shy, half coy. “I think I can say that enthusiasm will absolutely not be a problem here.”

I looked up at her hungrily, gripping her hips, already picturing her writhing under my mouth. “I’m going to—”

The knock on the door destroyed the moment.

Lilith jerked out of my hands with a loud gasp, stumbling to her feet and whirling around. I lunged off the bed for the space in the wardrobe, where I’d be hidden from prying eyes as I yanked my pants up and buckled them.

Stupid. Fucking stupid, Lucifer. What did you think would happen again?

The buckle was barely tightened when the door opened.

Bright pink spots of color bloomed on Lilith’s pale cheeks. She clapped a hand to her chest, nearly crumpling to the bed with relief. “Hana!”

The succubus slipped into the room and quietly closed the door behind, locking it with aclick. I stepped out of the wardrobe, scooping Lilith into my arms.

But Hana, for once, was not the deferential lady’s maid she’d always been.

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