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"Are you hurt?" Lucifer asked. Her eyes were still wet with tears.
Hermione shook her head no and lifted her hands to his face, tracing the lines around his mouth.
"Why are you crying, love?"
With a look of confusion, she touched her own face and studied her hand.
The tears on her face were fresh; she hadn't known she was still crying.
"I don't know," she whispered. "I liked it, I swear. I'm not hurt."
The side of his mouth curled up, and he smoothed his thumbs beneath her eyes. "Would you like more?"
Her eyebrows popped up with obvious interest. "Yes, sir."
"I'd like to fuck you again if you're up to it."
'Why is he asking me? Just do it.' She wondered if her crying scared him.
Boys were so easy to ruffle sometimes.
Tears weren't always bad. "Of course I'm up to it. When am I not up to it?"
His lip twitched. "We can take a break if you need it. There's no rush."
"I don't need a break," she smiled. "I just need your cock slamming inside me."
"Such language," he teased. "Is that really what you want?"
She wrapped her arms around his neck and rocked her hips against him. "No, I want you in my arse too."
Chuckling into her hair, Lucifer bent to her ear. "Maybe later. I want to use that pool of honey between your legs to my advantage. Let's see how loud your pussy can scream for me tonight."
He stood, moving away from the bed so he could lift her hips.
Rolling her onto her stomach, he positioned her so he was bent over the edge of the bed.
Her feet didn't touch the floor, but he didn't need them to.
She wasn't going anywhere.
Holding his erection with one hand, he spread her open with the other and pressed the tip to her swollen entrance.
"Fuck, love. Your pussy's on fire."
Hermione looked over her shoulder at him and smiled. "Good thing you've got that hose to put it out."
He smirked at her cheeky look, and pushed into her with one smooth thrust.
He immediately pulled out and plunged in again.
"No, love," he muttered between strokes. "You're wet enough to keep that fire contained all on your own."
His next thrust proved his point when her vagina audibly slurped around him.
She squeezed her eyes tight and fought to not cover her ears.
He might like it, but she found the sound humiliating.
Lucifer saw her cringe. Her discomfort with her own body amused him to no end.
How could she be so open to everything he suggested but be disgusted by something so simple?
And sexy.
Running his fingers down her spine, Lucifer pumped himself into her harder, increasing the volume.
"Listen to that wet little pussy."
She shivered and covered her ears.
'No, thank you...' It sounded as if he were jogging through a muddy moor.
An evil grin spread over his face, and he leaned forward, pulling her hands away from her ears.
He pinned her wrists at her lower back so she couldn't do it again.
"Dammit, girl. I told you l like it. How can this still embarrass you after everything we've done?"
Hermione sighed into the bedspread. "I don't know. It just does."
"Don't you want me to know how much you enjoy my cock?" His length beat into her harder a few times to illustrate his point.
"Yes," she answered reluctantly. "But I could just tell you."
He laughed. "Words are cheap. I'd much rather hear proof like this. Your pussy can't lie."
"I wouldn't lie to you!"
"Oh really? Tell me what you dreamt about last night, Hermione."
'Damn. How did he already see that?'
She was hard pressed to say it out loud, but she had to or his point would be proven. "I . . . dreamt you gave me an enema and made me hold it while you spanked me and made me stand in the corner. After you let me use the loo, you buggered me while Samael watched. He came on my face, and then I sucked you off. You told Samael I was yours and got a quill and wrote your name across my lower back while he licked his come off my face. When he was done, he said you and I were lucky to find each other."
Fuck. He hadn't seen all that.
His hips sped up, his balls slapping against her with a satisfying emphasis to each thrust.
He'd have to think about her dream later, his brain wasn't up to the task at that particular moment.
"That's my good girl," he whispered. "I know you wouldn't lie to me on purpose."
Her words sounded breathless when she spoke again, "Please make me come again, Lucifer."
"Soon, pet. I want to listen to your pussy a little longer."
Her face flamed red, and she buried it in his dark comforter.
He was hitting the spot deep inside that made her want to scream; with each slap of his hips, she was a fraction closer to another orgasm.
"Your pussy speaks to me, pet. I can hear not only how much you love my cock but how close you are. Do you hear it now? That deep sloshing?"
She did. Every time he sank into her, her insides made a full soggy sound, as if he were hitting a pouch of liquid inside her. "Yes, sir."
"You're going to squirt for me soon. You make the same sound every time. And when I lick your tasty little clit, you sound like pattering rainfall."
'Damn. He's got a good ear. Maybe this isn't as gross as I thought.'
"Even if I couldn't feel it inside you, I'd know by the sound. Hear it getting fuller? You're so close, pet, about to overflow. Come for me. Let me hear it this time."
"Oh God!" she groaned.
The dense head of his dick hit her deep and hard.
He slid his hand around her hip and brushed her clit, sending her over with just a few small circles.
His dick pulled out, but he kept up the pressure on her clit as she started to come.
A stream of liquid spilled out of her as her sex spasmed and pulsed.
Come streamed down her leg, and the sodden sound of his fingers became more watery as juice drenched her folds.
"Yesss!" he hissed and sank right back into her.
The squishing became obscene. "Feel how wet the bed is, pet. You're my little water nymph. You love squirting for me, don't you?"
"Yes, sir!"
His pace increased, and her hands tore at the bed; the wet pounding of their bodies got louder as he neared completion.
"Come for me, Lucifer," she whispered over her shoulder. "I love it when you come . . . love hearing it. Come inside me."
"Fuck, love," he growled. "Say my name again."
She smiled. "Lucifer. Please, make me yours. I need you."
His balls pulled tight, and the tension drained out of him with the first stream.
She purposefully squeezed her inner muscles around him, and he shouted his approval. "Fucking hell!"
Smiling to herself, Hermione squeezed again, trying to suck his seed into her body.
With the way he was clutching her hips, she hoped he would leave finger marks so she'd have something to remind her of that precise moment when she was alone.
"That was brilliant," he panted, bracing his hands on either side of her.
"Where'd you learn that?"
"New book."
"I should have guessed," he muttered with a smirk.
Pulling out slowly, he petted her limp body with shaking hands then walked around the side of the bed to lie down. "Come on, pet. I'm beat."
Hermione climbed up next to him, but he pulled her so she was on top, straddling his dying erection.
Her head sank down on his shoulder, and she closed her eyes as he stroked her back.
"Go to sleep, love," Lucifer whispered into her ear. "I'll wake you later." He kissed the side of her face.
Hermione smiled into his warm skin.
She was groggy with exhaustion and felt her eyes falling closed as he held her.
'Nobody ever sees this side of him..'
He was definitely loosening up.
Maybe —maybe he did need her.
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