Tempted (7 page)

He couldn't have chosen a better place to
be. It was the perfect place for seduction. He had never stayed in
the best hotel before, he had no need for anything but a basic room
in a basic hotel, but tonight was a special occasion. It was the
new phase of the world's enlightenment and that deserved something
of this higher standard.

“
Mmm, very nice,” she murmured
silkily, walking ahead of him a few paces, looking around. He
stared at her pert backside and tiny waist as she glided along on
her sky high heels. Her bare shoulders glistened with a hint of
something glittery. He drooled with lust and swallowed the pool of
saliva building rapidly.

He braced himself against the wall. If he
didn't fuck her soon, he'd come in his newly acquired black silk
underwear, and that wouldn't do. He was harder than a rod of iron.
He placed his hand on himself, stroking his piece, erotically and
slowly, giving her the eye, mentally telling her to turn round.

Instantly, she turned and watched him, her
eyes glued to his hand, and those eyes were flaring, wildly with
desire.

“
Strip
,” he demanded.

“
You strip,
sir,
” she said with a twinkle in her eye,
approaching him swiftly.

He loved her insolence. But he was getting
desperate and his reply came back a little harshly.

“
Fucking do it,
woman.
”

“
Ooh, getting masterful, are
we?”

He'd show her masterful.

He grabbed her arm in a hard grip, bringing
her into his close proximity and ensuring she understood the
seriousness of his mood.

“
You have no idea. Now get that
dress off, and everything else.”

To his surprise, she wrapped her arms around
his neck and held him close.

“
Okay, I'll strip for you, but
first, I want you to kiss me. And make it a long one, Mr Uvall,
because your mouth is gorgeous.”

Her eyes were blurry, but still held his,
her face just inches away.

Suddenly, he was in her embrace. Her full
lips brushed against his. He erupted in a flare of passion so
strong, he felt his eyes burn, blackening with his enrapture and
rolling back in his head. It was the softest touch, the lightest of
strokes and then her tongue followed, dampening a little trail of
lust. He abandoned all thought, and all measure of control.

He took a fistful of her hair - so soft it
was like a balm on his skin - coiling it tightly around his hand –
and he kissed her with some force. His tongue subdued hers -
although she tried to battle with him, he beat her down. She sighed
in submission and allowed his tongue to roam in her mouth as he saw
fit, and then all over her exquisite face. He nipped and licked and
kissed everything he could see and feel and then buried his tongue
in her mouth again, delighting in the soft velvet he found
there.

“
Fuck Lila, you are just so
fucking beautiful.” His tongue produced a stream of obscenities.
But that wasn't unusual. The way a demon spoke could be on the
basic side when they were passionate about something.

“
Fucking beautiful or just plain
fuckable?”

Could she be more
desirable?

He thought not.

“
Both, now let me get this off,”
he said, giving her no opportunity to say or do anything. His hands
were on her, pulling her dress down in a quick motion.

Her face was a picture of lust and smiles as
her breasts were revealed to his hungry gaze. He pushed her
backward onto the bed behind, dragging her dress off her
impatiently. He slipped it off her feet and tossed her shoes away
with it, over his shoulder.

“
So, I have you at my mercy,
little Lila.”

“
You think?” she replied
huskily. “Maybe, you're at mine.”

What the hell? This woman was a dream come
true.

She writhed up the bed like a sleek black
panther. Her tiny black panties just about covering her snatch, He
could see almost all of the hairless treat that awaited him. He
couldn't help the groaning gasp that escaped from his lips. Or the
long, low, growl which followed soon after. He didn't care that it
sounded highly demonic in nature. She was about to see what he was
made of - everything he was made of.

He ripped the little panties off.

Opening her legs wide, she shamelessly
fingered herself, as she stared at him, circling her hips
seductively and lifting her wet fingers to her lips, licking them
with the tip of her tongue.

Oh fucking hell and all that is unholy...
that is mine...

“
It seems I'm ready for fucking,
sir...” she said sweetly, “so get to it.”

His eyebrows rose in surprise. She was very
confident little female. And he wasn't complaining. He removed his
jacket, shirt and pants with some difficulty in his haste, but very
soon he was stripped naked in front of her.

Her eyes drank him in.

Quite clearly, she loved all she saw. And
based on the direction of her gaze, she seemed to be enamored with
his sizable cock, standing hard and upright, and so in need of some
of her wet softness around it.

But before he gave her that and pleasured
himself, he had one thing in mind. He dropped to the floor and
buried his face between her legs, badly wanting to taste. The
smooth skin of her sex tantalized him, the hairless folds offered a
perfect view of everything she had to offer. And it was a glorious
sight. His senses raged with passion as he touched her gently with
his fingertips. He sank his tongue inside her soaking wet cunt and
lapped every trace of her desire into his mouth. She writhed
beneath him like a serpent, wrapping her legs around his shoulders,
squeezing his head tightly between her thighs and dragging her
heels up and down his back. She moaned continually, urging him on
with delicious little wriggles of her hips, her hands in his hair,
pulling wildly at strands of it.

The fire that burned in his loins was on a
high simmer, pleasure whipping through him as he sought out hers.
Uvall was very generous with his sexual favors. It always paid to
sate the woman first, then he could indulge himself with her
afterward. Which meant doing absolutely anything he liked. For as
long as he liked.

He touched the point of his tongue on her
clitoris and flicked at it.

“
Oh yes, more. Give me more...”
She groaned, and arched herself up at him. Her back was bending
like a bridge, her feet flat on his back, with her need for more of
his expert tonguing. He cupped the cheeks of her backside in his
hands and fucked her wildly with his tongue while rubbing his nose
over her clit, up and down, back and forth, his bearded chin
bristling all around her soft and sensitive skin.

He took a long slow lap at the seam of her
sex. From the very top to the very bottom, his tongue licking
everything she had. His whole face pressed into her cunt. Then he
licked again, all the way up and circled her clit a few times. She
was starting to lose control, pushing against him and he felt her
tense up, her thighs and ass muscles tightening.

She was coming. How he loved this moment.
Making a woman feel this pleasure at his hands and mouth. It was
what he existed for.

He was all for the coming of womankind.

He grinned into her sex with complete joy,
as she exploded all around him.

“
Oh for the love of God,”
she screamed...
“
Uvall...!
YES, YES, YYYYES...
”

He ate her, licking and sucking at her
orgasmic body. Consuming her lust and her cunt like a fine meal.
And when her moans started to abate, he moved up her, dragging her
body up the bed, forcing her legs wide apart, readying himself to
take her.

His bare head prodded at her softly yielding
center, edging gently inside. Lulling her into a false sense of
security.

He wanted her to feel this, and with a
little pain.

He circled himself slowly and with one hard
thrust, he entered her – fully – impaling her roughly with his
cock.

She whimpered loudly with pleasure and shock
at his brutal invasion as she absorbed all his length and breadth.
It was a very tight fit but the most perfect fit he had
encountered.

His head swam with the essence of her. The
scent of her steaming wet sex roused his mind wildly.

What was this higher feeling that had
captured his whole being? Was it just that he was so hungry for
sex, or just enslaved by her mind blowing beauty, or maybe
something else he could not define?

He had never felt anything quite like the
attraction he felt for her, since the very moment their eyes met,
he'd been sucked in. Nor had he ever felt such a heady reaction to
being inside a warm wet channel as hers. A wicked smile overtook
his face.

Fuck, I don't care what's going
on in the darkness of my soul, or what the shit it all means... I
am so enjoying this.

He stroked at her, roughly, harshly, showing
her just what he was. He knew he could be too much to take
sometimes, but that was his way. He wasn't mortal man. His was
driven by a baser side of his nature. The darkness in his soul took
him over in times of passion.

She received his harsh treatment with such
pleasure he was blown away. The ecstatic look on her face excited
him more and more, clouding his brain to the point of complete
saturation.

He lost all sense of reason, his brain fired
up in a sexual fever, as he pounded inside her, harder than he had
ever done before. He moved her lithe body and limbs where he chose,
and he wrapped her legs around his shoulders, gaining deeper entry.
The base of his cock settled at her entrance, his balls slapping
provocatively against the area of her soft skin below. His hands
pressed heavily on her breasts, his mouth sucking at her nipples,
biting as he sought out the hardened, tight little buds between his
spread fingers. His mind was fast entering a passionate sexual
frenzy.

His excitement quickly grew to near orgasm.
He held himself back from coming. It was something he never did
normally, but he wanted this to last as long as it could before he
spilled his demon seed inside her tight little cunt. He wondered if
he would impregnate her? He had the primal urge to impregnate every
human woman he fucked. No form of contraception provided any
barrier to a demons seed. It would seek out its goal and invade.
Many demon spawn roamed the earth. They were oblivious to their
origins, but possessed an inherent dark side. One that could easily
be awakened. Something he planned on doing in the near future.

His whole body was glowing, radiantly hot,
the sweat of passion flowed from his pores and slicked between
them. He glided over her skin on its silky sheen.

“
You're incredible,” he said,
his mind in another realm of existence. “Fucking you is so goddamn
beautiful,”

“
Yes... come inside me, Uvall...
please, say my name...” she encouraged. Not that he needed
encouragement for fuck's sake.

“
Lila... my Lila... I'm coming,
girl.”

My Lila? Where the fuck did that spring
from?

Obviously his subconscious was telling him
something.

“
My Uvall,” she responded to his
possessive words, so beautifully, with some of her own, “fuck me
hard, harder, much harder...” she replied, in a forcible tone of
voice.

She thrust her hips at him, lifting her
sweet body off the bed in a wild orgy of growling feline movement
that left him breathless as he lay upon her.

Then she stilled beneath him, submitting
completely, and contentedly, murmuring his name softly against his
lips.

He was enamored with her. Drowning in her
chocolate brown eyes as they locked on his, and his confused and
confounded brain ceased to function.

His hands moved of their own accord, and he
sucked at her nipples and fondled her breasts in his palms.

And what beauties her breasts
were. Nothing could feel better in his hands than these. So large
and round and soft. He could play with these sexual pillows for
hours - feast his eyes and mouth on them. He could imagine his
mouth permanently on them, down there, in Hell...
Fuck...
he lost that train
of thought in shock, not sure where he was going.

“
Oh, yes, I love this,” she
murmured and she groaned, many times, as he fucked her to heavenly
hell and beyond.

It all became too much to control, even for
him. And his talents for sexual control were much greater than
mortal man. But the deep, wet center of her, the heat from their
bodies, her soft, yielding and willing flesh in his hands, tipped
his sex starved demon mind over the edge.

He came, hard and fast, in a hot stream of
semen and a torrent of filthy words, both uncontrollably spewing
forth, wickedly from his body.

“
Fuck, Lila... your cunt is so
fucking mine... fuck, fuck, FUCK...”

“
Yes, yes...” she urged in a
husky voice, her hands tugging urgently at the roots of his
hair.

He could not utter another coherent word. He
was lost in his head as he pulsated inside her. He stroked her
breast with his fingertips as pleasure ripped through him. He
sucked at the nipple which found its way into his mouth. And he
sighed a loud, and deeply throaty, animal sound that reverberated
around the room.

He floated away, to a better place. One
where pleasure was all that existed. One where he could forget who
and what he was - where he was simply a man, with a woman of his
own. In that place he had all he needed. Unlimited time and
pleasures open to him. All the time in the world, with her.