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Tyler starts to settle. His grip on me lessens. The black lines fade.
His eyes become a deep dark purple, shimmering as though a thousand stars live deep within.
And with a blink, I know that Tyler is gone. No trace of him remains.
His lips are still on mine, cool now and unmoving.
I’m looking into the eyes of a demon.Mydemon. I can’t look away. I don’t want to. The entire world has fallen away, and there is only us. I look into his deep purple, star-filled eyes, and want to drown in them.
I try to move, to part from his lips and step away. I get half an inch of space, but his grip remains firm, keeping his hand on my throat, holding me there. His slow and steady breaths land onmy skin, and his eyes look so deeply into mine, I wonder if he can still read my thoughts.
He’s more beautiful than I could ever explain. Power emanates from him. Strength and courage. He fucking oozes sex appeal, and it’s intoxicating, making me ravenous for anything he has to offer. His hands. His chest. His mouth. His cock. I need it all!
Strange how Tyler, as a human, looked soulless. Now a demon has taken hold, I see an ageless and endless entity looking back at me with more feeling and emotion than he ever had.
His thumb runs over the budding bruises on my throat.
‘Hello, Little Soul,’ he says, the corners of his lips hitching into a devilish smile. ‘I have you now. Finally.’
Chapter 5
Lust
Finally, I can feel her. I can smell her and taste her. And by the grace of Hell itself, she is everything I expected and more.
I smell the purity on her. The light in her soul that I will taint and turn black. The desperate need for vengeance that stains her. I have watched this beautiful human for years, aching for the chance to get my hands on her. To take her for my own. To have her wrapped around me in a union of sweat, blood, tears and desperation.
Beneath my grip, I feel her quickened pulse. I feel the slight tremble of her body as she sees me. Finally.
Her new lord and master. The owner of her immortal soul and destroyer of her body.
She’s mine. At last.
And I will never let her go.
I keep my grip on her throat and pull her down to me. Her lips press against mine. My tongue caresses hers softly and slowly. A teasing and tantalising movement that causes her body tobreak out in goosebumps. Her eyes remain open, watching me intently. She’s scared of me. She should be.
And then she kisses me back, sinking into me as I knew she would.
Our lips move, her jagged and nervous breaths mix with my slow and steady ones.
I get a little gasp from her when I slide my hand up the back of her thigh to pull her closer still, and deepen our kiss with a low moan.
Still, she doesn’t dare close her eyes. Fuck, I love watching her. She towers over me, her hand pressed against my chest as she kisses me hard. She glances at my chest, realising I don’t have a heartbeat.
It’s not enough. I need her all over me. I need to wrap myself around her, fill her, fuck her until she screams and begs for mercy. Mercy, I will never show. I want to hear her moan so fucking loud that all the other humans here think that the souls of the damned have risen. I need the agony of her fingernails drawing blood down my back. Her pleas to be ripped from her throat and her back to break when she cums for me over and over again.
She yelps when I pull her onto my lap, placing her legs on either side of my hips so she’s straddling me. I grip her hips, moving them back and forth. My cock is throbbing with a need to sink into her. To feel her stretch around me. I’m relieved this vessel is so well endowed. Tyler was blessed with a great body. Now I can use it on my Little Soul in a way he never could.
Her hand runs through my hair, and the minx tugs at the ends, making me grin.
That’s my girl. Pleasure and pain. Two sides of the same wonderful coin.
I can’t wait to show her just how much.
She yells as the girl who was sucking Tyler’s dick with her pulls on the ends of her hair, yanking her head back. Our lips part, and I fill with so much fucking murderous rage I could tear the cunt’s head clean off and spit down her neck.
My hands tighten on Willow’s hips, keeping her in place before she can be pulled clean off me.
