Page 85 of Hellish Witch

The demon pulled back and slammed back in. Deep. Hard.

Vicious.

He unleashed all that pent-up fury, pounding into me over and over. His hand squeezed my throat, pinning me on the edge of the railing.

Every harsh thrust knocked a moan from my lips. Until every breath was a scream from the ecstasy. From the heat pulsing through my core. The slick friction and vicious stretch.

“Take. My. Fucking. Cock. Sweetness,” he snarled, each word punctuated by a hard thrust that had my head lolling back onto his fingers.

The stars above witnessed our lust. My inner walls clamped harder around him. The rough friction of his feathered shaft was smoothed by the tingling slickness of the pleasure he seeped just for me.

“Kill,” I moaned, claws scraping down to his forearms, blood slicking my palms. “Please.”

He squeezed my neck tighter, stealing my air and forcing my head back to face him. To meet the silver lightning streaking through stormy eyes.

“I’m going to stretch out this pretty pussy, sweetness. Even though I shouldn’t. I’m about to fuck you until you milk my knots so damn sweetly.”

I mewled, the thought of taking his mating knots and power-laced cum driving me insane with desire.

“Such a greedy girl,” he purred, eyes crazed with vicious need as he pounded me into submission. “Have you ever been knotted before?”

“W-What?” The question caught me off guard, and I frowned before another thrust wiped the expression. The next was hard enough to almost knock me off my perch.

“I’ll take that as a no, then.” He smirked, slowing his pace to a teasing glide through my slickness, making a lewd wet noise from the amount of cum I already dripped. “Good. I want to be the only one who makes you feel this fucking good when I break you, over and over. You’re in a mating heat, sweetness. Your body craves my cum. I’m going to fill up this needy pussy of mine until it overflows. You’ll draw so much power from me, and in return, I’ll fucking breed you.”

He laughed, a cruel sound, as a manic glint lit his silver eyes.

I had a single moment of alarm before heady warmth burned through that too. The thought of Killian trying to get me pregnant was hot enough to scorch my middle.

He gripped my thighs, claws pinching, and yanked me off the balcony.

Straight onto his thick length.

Something impossibly wide smacked my stretched lips, and my eyes shot wide.

He grinned and pushed me down harder onto his length. I had a frantic second to stare between us at the larger, scale-like feather patterns around his cock’s base, swollen and pulsing as they bore down on me.

Hisknots.

They popped past my tight entrance.

My claws raked his chest as I thrashed against him with a scream, battling to accept the harsh stretch. Pleasure and pain fought for dominance for a heart-stuttering moment.

“Fuck!” He snarled, bloody chest heaving, eyes wild. His tail bumped my clit with a wet slap.

It shoved me right over the edge.

I screamed, body writhing as Killian shattered me.

“Yes, sweetness, that’s it.” He growled. “Break for me.”

He upped his pace, pounding so hard my fluttering core ached in the best way. He bounced me on his cock as much as his swollen knots allowed. The incubus fucked me with a wicked fury I’d never felt before, wings working hard at his back to stop us both from plummeting to our deaths. His pointed tip punished my cervix, and I felt his ridges flare, rubbing harder inside me even as his thick knots trapped me on his base, sealing him inside me.

“I’ve never craved anything as much as you, sweetness. Does that scare you?” His voice had dropped to a guttural rasp. “Because it should.”

I convulsed on his length, writhing and moaning and coming undone.

He snarled with his release, knots pulsing violently, tremors wracking his entire body hard enough to shake us both. He flooded me with a wet heat.

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