Me and the Devil

ChapterTwo

“Just listen to you, moaning like a b***h in heat for a demon d**k,” Malachir taunted, his voice filled with raw amusement.

“Please don’t stop.” My second orgasm hit when harder as I screwed, my vision almost going blank.

Then he stopped, but he stayed buried deep inside me grinding slowly through the aftershock, his claws stroking my sweat slick skin. “You feel that? That’s my seed filling you up. You’re mine now.”

I lay there panting, my mind reeling from the intensity. Game flickered in my mind but the ache between my legs was already stirring again… craving more.

Then Malachir’s figure began to disappear slowly behind the stones, but I could still hear his whispers. “This is just the beginning, my little w***e. Col back tomorrow night and I’ll show you the kind of pleasure your mortal body was never meant to have.

I lay there for a few more minutes to let my trembling legs calm down a bit before I picked up my night gown and slipped back into it.

When I went back in bed to lay beside Ellis, guilt ripped through me and I told myself it would be the last time I go close to Malachir… I lied.

My mind kept replaying those memories with Malachir and when I woke up, I did in a loud gasp. My body was slick with sweat and something even worse… Malachir’s thick c*m had leaked out of me all night, leaving the sheets sticky.

I sat up slowly, wincing at the delicious ache I still felt at my core. His faint claw marks decorated my skin, hidden under my night gown. Ellis’s side of the bed was cold and empty as if he was never even there, and that’s when the contrast burned deep in my chest. My husband had f****d me like it was a chore he had to do, just quick and unsatisfying. But Malachir had ruined me in three shattering orgasms, raining filthy praises that made me c*m even harder.

“Morning little c**k sleeve,” I heard a voice run through my ear like the wind.

I quickly turned and there was no one there so I assumed it was all in my head even though the hair on the back of my neck was pin straight… I felt him.

He moved again against my n*****s, making them hard and building from my night gown. “I see you’re still full of my cum.”

I shivered, pressure my thighs together. “Stop,” I held my hands against both ears and shut my eyes eyes.

“That was a mistake… Im married,” I said, and Ben though I felt the heat pool below my stomach.

His dark chuckle vibrated through my c**t. “Married to a man who cant even make you wet. I’ll be waiting tonight to stretch you wider and make you beg even harder.”

I tried to shake off the thoughts and immediately the voice disappeared.

I steadied my breathing and slipped into the washroom.

When I went to the dining room it was vast and echoing, and at the end of the large oak table was Ellis. He was dressed neatly in a suit and he rose immediately I entered… a gentle man only on the surface.

“Good morning, Ruby,” he said, voice smooth.

“I trust you slept well after…” he takes a deep breath. “… last night.”

I nodded once, avoiding his gaze, then I took my seat and my fingers trembled as I unfolded my napkins. The servants placed platters of sunny side up eggs, fresh bread, curved meat and cups of steaming coffee before us. The fresh scent should have at least relaxed my nerves but it was almost immediately mixed with the faint trace of Malachir’s incest and ash scent that only I could know.

And as I lifted my fork to eat, I heard his voice pass through my ears again.

“I know how that greedy cunt of yours feels like when it’s wrapped around my cock.”

I swallowed hard, looking around to see if Ellis also heard that but he was only focused on his meal.

“Squeeze your thighs, Ruby, and feel how sore you are from taking a real cock.”

I jolted, my metal fork clattering against the ceramic plate as heat flooded between my legs.I tried to press my knees together but that only made my core ache even sharper.

Ellis’s dark grey eyes narrowed slightly. “What’s wrong, Ruby. You seem a little… distracted this morning.”

I tried to steady my breath and force a smile. “Nothing, I’m just… adjusting to the new house. It’s so large and there are… echoes everywhere.”

The moment I said ‘echoes’ I felt Malachir’s claws graze the outer part of my ears, making me shiver almost unnoticeably. Then Malachir laughed softly.

“Go on, lie to your husband while your tight cunt clenches for only me. He has no idea how you squirted your juices all over my balls last night.”

Then Ellis finally spoke. “Yes, it’s a big space and you’ll get used to it soon.” Then he continued with his meal as if nothing happened.

While I was still trying to steady myself, I heard Malachir again.

“Spread those legs a little under the table, slut. And let me remind you who owns that dripping hole right now.”

I bit my lips hard enough to taste blood, fighting the urge to moan. The silence stretched between me and Ellis at the dining hall while I tried to endure the rest of my breakfast, still listening to Malachir’s filthy whispers.

He describes exactly how he would take me that night, bent over the alter, his tail teasing my ass while his c**k slammed into me from behind. He said he would call me his desperate c*m dump until I begged to be filled again. When he was done whispering, I sensed his scent leave.

“I have a business meeting to attend to,” Ellis pushed his plate aside as he got up to leave.

“Get some rest today, Ruby.” He placed a brief kiss on my forehead that felt like nothing.