BRAVING THE DARKNESS: One Night With The Demon King
BENEATH HER DARKNESS: The Alpha’s Little Demon Book 2
Chapter 10 – Queen
PATREA.
Lucius’ hand slid lower until his fingers touched my fold and it made me clamp my legs together. He didn’t withdraw, and he didn’t ask me to open them. He just stayed there, cupping my p*uss*y while his lips kept brushing against my cheek and my jawline.
I had no idea how long I had my legs closed, but I finally decided to part them. Slowly, until I had my legs wide open.
“I’m going to finger your p*uss*y, but you can tell me to stop anytime…”
“Aren’t we going too fast?”
“Do you want me to stop?”
“No. Yes. No. Oh, Lucius! I don’t know!”
“Relax, lean your head on my shoulder.” And I did just as he told me to do.
Soon after, his hand began to ma*s*sage my whole p*uss*y until a few fingers were pressing and rubbing against my folds.
“Mmmmmh…” I tried to stifle my whimper, but my throat kept betraying me. It didn’t slip my gaze the way his mouth twitched into a smile at the sound of my m*oa*ns.
His fingers slipped in between my folds, and he began sliding them from one side to the other. “You ’re so w*et.”
“Am I?” I asked, gasping for air. The heat was coiling in my stomach, and his fingers were making my toes curl.
“Very w*et. f*uc*k!” His breathing hitched but his fingers were moving smoothly. “Did you ever look at your p*uss*y while it was w*et? While it was being ple@sured?”
“No.”
“Can I show you?”
I didn’t have time to answer when his hand tugged my shorts and p*an*tie*s down, and I kicked them off my legs.
A mirror or something similar appeared in front of us, and my eyes widened when I saw myself.
My face was so flushed, and my p*uss*y was so open and w*et, glistening under the light, and I could feel it throbbing at the moment.
“I a*s*sumed you could see me in the mirror?”
I nodded my head without taking my eyes off his fingers, which were carefully circling my c*li*t and rubbing against my folds.
“You have a beautiful p*uss*y…”
I liked as well, how my p*uss*y looked in his hand. The sight of him playing with it with his fingers and the w*etness all around it was arousing me.
“Do you say that to every female you f*uc*k?”
“No…”
“Liar…” “I wish you could tell lies from the truth so I don’t have to explain myself anymore…” He said, softly chuckling as he began nibbling my ear, and the tingles were getting stronger, and making my p*uss*y ache for more.
“f*uc*king w*et,” he said, gritting his teeth.
“I want to come, please…” I finally had the courage to say it.
“As you wish, my queen.” He replied, and the next thing I knew, the mirror had disappeared, and my body had been moved slightly to the side before his mouth captured mine, kissing me in a way that made heat spread through me.
Two thick fingers slowly penetrated my p*uss*y, and it made me gasp for air and made my body stiffen.
Lucius stopped midway and began pecking my lips with soft kisses, and his action was melting my heart. How could he be so gentle?
“Can I go further?” He asked in between his kisses.
I nodded my head and threw my arms around his neck before slamming my head against his shoulder. His fingers began moving, slowly at first until he picked up a faster pace.
I kept m*oa*ning, and he kept hissing and grunting while his fingers a*s*saulted my p*uss*y. The difference was that his fingers were sliding smoothly in and out, hitting my walls, but not harshly. He was finger-f*uc*king me deeply but not too hard.
My hips began to buck because, as messed up as it may be, I wanted more. I wanted him to go deeper and harder.
“Do you like that? Yes?” He grunted.
“Yes… yes… harder please…”
He didn’t answer, but he began ramming in and out of me with harder strokes, making me whimper in ec@tasy, something I thought I was no longer capable of experiencing.
I quivered with the ple@sure of his touch, and my hips kept moving as if I couldn’t wait to meet his every thrust.
“I want to come!” I whimpered as I withdrew from his neck, my hands holding his forearm as my eyes locked with his. My mouth parted as his did, with hunger flaring in his red eyes.
I wished I could give him what he was giving me.
He flashed me a wide grin before he spoke. “I’m okay. Tonight is just you, angel…”
A smile curled on my lips at the way the word angel slipped out of his mouth before my body began to shudder at the e*cstasy his fingers gave me.
A sultry m*oa*n escaped my throat as I threw my head back, eyes rolling, and toes curling when I finally let go of my o*rgasm, but Lucius didn’t stop and continued to f*uc*k my p*uss*y as if he owned it. He kept ramming in and out until I was able to ride my o*rgasm.
His arm around my body tightened and pulled my body closer to his before he withdrew his fingers from my p*uss*y. His eyes glinted as he let out a smirk before dipping his two fingers into his mouth without taking his eyes off me.
I chuckled softly, amazed at the show he was putting on. I knew he couldn’t taste food.
“It tastes nothing…” I reminded him.
“I can taste p*uss*y, Patrea. I have a palate for living things, with souls. Food, on the other hand, is not a living soul, so it has no taste.”
My eyes widened. “And how do I taste?”
“Heaven…” He answered right away as he swiped his finger on the w*etness in my thigh before licking it.
“You’d never been to heaven. Should I take that as an insult?”
“They say heaven could be anywhere and is one of the best places in the universe. Incomparable. I’ve never seen that place, but I want to believe I just tasted it.”
I opened my mouth to say something just to shut it.
My brain froze.
I was half n@ked in front of a demon. My legs were still spread open while my juices were trailing down my thighs and yet, he was talking about heaven.
Was this really Lucius in front of me?
“Did I satisfy you?” he asked as he swiped his tongue on his lips.
I nodded my head and clamped my legs together before dragging the sheets to cover my thighs, but I didn’t move away from the top of him. He adjusted his position and leaned his back on the headboard while my head rested on his chest, letting me hear his heart beating.
I was almost sitting up, but I didn’t mind. I felt comfortable in his arms, something I had not felt in a long time.
But something hard was poking at my @ss, and I couldn’t help but tell him that. “Your c*oc*k is still hard.”
“It will go away on its own.”
“You didn’t get anything.”
“I got all I wanted for tonight, Patrea… It’s enough for me. You should sleep.”
I smiled despite myself before I remembered something. “Will you be in my head all the time now?11
“No. I will only go there when you have nightmares, and when I touch you, so I know if I’m moving too fast or if I’m already abusing you.”
I let out a breath of relief because, as much as I felt that I could trust him completely now, I didn’t want him in my head. “Thank you. That was the best o*rgasm I ever had.”
“I’m sure I can give you more o*rgasms like that, or far better.” c*oc*ky. But his words sent shivers of ple@sure down my spine.
“Now, be a good queen and sleep. Good night,
Patrea…” He said in a low voice as if lulling me to sleep.
Queen. That sounds good. But I knew he was just using it to lure me into his arms as he said. And as much as I hated to admit it, he was succeeding.
After a while, his hand began smoothing over my hair like he did the last time we were together. And for some reason, his action gave me hope that maybe no nightmare would haunt me tonight.
My eyes snapped open and my hand flew to the space beside me, tapping the sheets trying to feel if someone was there.
Nothing. My eyes went around my bedroom but I couldn’t find him.
First, where was Lucius? Second, did I sleep the whole night without any dreams or nightmares?
My eyes darted to the clock on my table.
Spirits! it was already eight in the morning. No wonder he left, maybe he had some important business to deal with.
I shoved the blanket off my body as I rose from my bed and I almost gasp loudly when I realize I was still n@ked on the lower part of my body.
I slept n@ked beside him. I hope I didn’t rub or sn@ked my legs around him.
I chuckled at my own thoughts as I headed to the bathroom, only for my eyes to catch something outside of the window.
My bedroom was on the second floor, but I saw movement on the ground. I went to it and checked, and saw my neighbor Bernard doing his morning exercise on his lawn, directly in front of my front door.
It wasn’t anything strange because he would always show off his upper body when he worked out on the weekends. But the thing was, his eyes were fixed on something as he flexed his muscles while lifting d*um*bells.
I leaned closer to the window and checked his line of sight. What I saw made me raise my brows, but at the same time, a smile curled on my lips.
Lucius was sitting in one of my garden chairs, reading a newspaper in just his sweatpants.
I didn’t know demons read the news in the morning.