《Lucifer's Queen》Chapter Twenty-six
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Previously on Lucifer's Queen
"Make love to me," His eyes opened slightly in shock. "Are you sure about this baby?"
She smiled and nodded her head. "I'm posititive. Please make love to me."
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"You're so beautiful," He whispered.
He lay on top of her on the bed in a missionary position; up on his elbows wuth his face above hers. He'd grabbed a pillow from the bed to put under her head. Everything else was simply wiped away. Hell faded from consciousness, the universe shrunk to the warm hearth that surrounded and protected them like a cave.
She gazed up at him, her heart thumping with excitement. There was so much to look at now that she could. She traced his lips with her finger, his cheeks, his eyelids and ran her hands through his hair each touch dissolving the veil over the feelings which she now knew had been there for much longer than she was aware. She was shocked at the strength of them.
"I need you," she whispered. "I need you to make love-"
But she didn't finish because his lips were on hers warm and strong. His hands gripped her head tightly, his strong arms encircled her drawing her close. He thrust his muscular thigh between her legs pressing up making her cry out and bent her head back. He lingered on her lips studying them, tracing their softness their tenderness and whispering against them before opening her mouth with his own. Making her go completely weak and limp in his arms. Her nipples, her belly, her womanhood, became the playthings of his tongue swirling inside her mouth.
evoking thrilling sensations up and down her body as Elizabeth gasped and weakly clutched at him.
They melted into a deep, wet kiss that went on and on, until their hands naturally began to roam over each other's bodies. Lucifer slid one hand between her legs finding the heat of her wetness and her hand slithered down to his manhood, seeking out its hardness. She did not know what possessed her to do these things. She was still a virgin and she doubted she had ever heard about any sexual encounters between persons or had any experience herself. She wondered if she could please him or live up to any expectations he had but hadn't voiced. She opened her thighs, instinctively giving him easier access and he began to push in rhythmic thrusts against her hand their tongues swirling, licking and tasting.
When she finally started fumbling at his zipper he reluctantly pulled away from her mouth. She stared at him, as he slowly used his powers to make her clothes disappear.
Her breasts burst out, golden and glowing their pink nipples the shade of dusky rose. Elizabeth held them up, her hands overflowing watching the flames flickering over the hard nipples cast tiny shadows.
He simply held her his breath becoming more audible as he looked at her body,which he had to imagine until this point. Her adorable stomach had been tanned to a warm caramel, and for a moment he felt a terrible stab of jealousy at the men who had ever looked at her. He had the largest urge to burn them all alive.
He slowly continue to removed her clothes until he had her entire body bare underneath him. His eyes couldn't get enough of her.
With a wave of his hands his clothes disappeared in an instant as he was so eager to touch her and feel flesh upon flesh. But then he looked into her eyes and although the were hooded with lust,he also saw fright.
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"Shh," He whispered, "You're trembling. Relax, relax."
Eventually, she gave into his will. His hands traveled everywhere stroking and soothing, up her arms and shoulders, over her breasts and her taut belly, between her thighs, drawing her closer and closer to his warmth.
"You feel so good. So soft."
He swayed back and forth, like he was rocking her, as she began to relax, her breath
"That's it," H ite whispered. "I've got you."
She looked down, her gaze going directly to his manhood, which was now curving up thick and hard from his belly. It looked so beautiful in the firelight. Lucifer watched her passively as she approached shyly at first then reaching out tentatively, to nip at his lips with her own while her soft gentle hand found his rigid shaft.
She gently stroked it assessing its thickness, its weight and heft. The heat rose to her face. She felt slightly embarrassed with her actions yet comfortable with him. She kissed him more urgently, slipping her tongue in his mouth, and swirling it around as she caressed him. Lucifer groaned.
"Did I do something wrong?" She removed her hand from his manhood.
"No love you did nothing bad." He sunk his hands into her silky hair and he kissed it. Their body basked in the heat of the fire from the fire place.
She watched him studying her body with intense concentration. Her eyes followed his gaze and hand starting at her ankles and leisurely traveling up over her silky thighs, the curves of her hips, brushing past her mound.
When he touched her belly she wriggled and gasped pulling away,
but he held her still, leaned down and kissed her. Then he went back to his inspection, warming her stomach with his hand lingering there while she unconsciously arched her back thrusting her breasts towards his mouth.
He stroked then squeezed their creamy softness pushing them up higher examining them in the firelight. Her hard pink nipples were like succulent confections on top. His teasing drove Elizabeth to madness, and she began to whimper helplessly. "Please..."
He really was the devil for torturing her like this.
She cried out when he took one took one nipple in his warm mouth and sucked hard as his tongue flicked across the tip sending unbearable waves of pleasure straight down to her heat. Her thighs opened instinctively and she got instantly wet. Her hips moved in circles, seeking out his touch but Lucifer stayed at her tits, moving from one to the other slowly feasting. He sucked and sucked lost to in pleasure until her moans grew loud and urgent.
As if in a daze he finally drew his mouth off her breasts and immediately shifted throwing the pillows out of the way as he slid down between her legs grabbed her hips and yanked her thighs apart. He wanted her like no other. A fire burned inside him to consume her. He didn't stop to admire her before he dove into her most intimate partner with a growl, and buried his face between her legs.
He lapped eagerly at her pungent taste, the scent filling his nostrils. His grunts of pleasure mixed with her gasps as the flames shed warmth on their bodies and lit up his crimson walls. He used his fingers to spread her open then ran his tongue over and over her lips, teased her swollen clit, and thrust inside. Licking and burrowing his mouth becoming saturated with her juices. Her hips rose, circling higher and thrusting towards him. He reach up and found her hands, and hold them tight, their fingers intertwined.
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Elizabeth twisted back and forth on the silk sheets, arching her back and groaning, her aching breasts and nipples rising and falling in the light.
"Lucifer," She moaned clutching his hands. "Yes!"
Lucifer was on fire, driven by pure animal lust. He couldn't get enough of her in his mouth. When she glanced down and saw his long black curls slick with sweat, bobbing between her legs. Her thighs began to shake as a rumbling orgasm built from the base of her spine along with some else. It felt as if something was being burnt onto her.
"Don't stop!" She pleaded.
Her sharp cries were muffled yet they echoed throughout the room. He had to let go of her hands to hold her still.
"Give into me," He panted. "Let go love, that's it." He murmured without even realizing it. His co*k was so hard it felt close to bursting along with her.
She felt as if her body was going to burst as she began to come.
Suddenly Elizabeth realeased a painful howl and clamped her hands on his head holding him there, as an orgasm exploded out in waves from her clit under his deft tongue.
Oh, it was exquisite!
Sharp rippling waves building one on the other coursed through her, so natural and easy. Tears leaked from her eyes as the shudders culminated in a violent burst and she forgot about everything but the blinding pleasure. Lucifer was right there with her, holding her, stroking her hips and kissing her thighs. He continued to hold and soothe her as the tremors died down.
Slowly he kissed his way up to her enclosing her in his arms.
"There you go, baby, there you go." He murmured.
"That was... "
Her hands were balled into tight fists, her elbows out.
"No wonderful," She groaned.
His cock jutted out between them impossibly hard, thick and pulsing hot. She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him still quivering. They remained like that as her breathing returned to normal, foreheads touching.
She threw her arms around him just holding him, inhaling his scent and brushing her cheek against his short scratchy scruff on his face. Her hips pressed closer to his her thighs widening, the heat growing between her legs.
She gazed at him and then they kissed lightly. Lucifer continued to hold her eyes as he reached down and found her womanhood wet. She gasped, eyes wide as he fingered her, pressing up and making her belly tremble.
"Oh, dear devil." She whispered.
"Yes?" Lucifer whispered, his eyes locked onto her filled with humor.
He aligned him self at her entrance and slowly trailed it up and down and then gently began filling her. She felt as if she wants being stretched. Maybe he wasn't going to be able to fit, he was quit large. She covered her eyes as she felt it rub against her hymen.
"Look at me." He whispered. "I need to see you."
She removed her hand. "This may hurt just a little but as soon as you feel it, it'll be gone."
With one swift thrust it broke and pain rippled through her. Tears welled up into her eyes at the magnitude of it and then it was gone.
"You're doing great. You're so beautiful." He whispers as he kissed them away.
He began with a slow rhythm with soon escalated to great heights as he moved inside her. With each thrust their fates were being sealed. And with each push they knew they were accepting it. When at last she had him entirely embedded inside her, their union was complete. Only then did she look down and see that he had completely disappeared inside her.
"Oh my." She whispered.
He grasped her face with both hands, their eyes locked in a fierce gaze. His shoulders shook and his biceps and forearms strained with tension.
"Love..."
They held each tightly as they rocked and moved. He just throbbed inside her. His long, thick phallus filling her womb, penetrating her as deep as he could go. The delirious pleasure which overtook them was beyond anything they had expected and instantly erased any doubt. Rather, it had the opposite effect of making them fully embrace the forbidden union in the eyes of heaven.
She whimpered into his neck as she writhed around him like a clinging vine, her smooth tawny body covered with a light sheen of perspiration.
Her intimate parts gripped his like a warm, wet heaven and he was coming out of the icy cold.
Spurred on by the scent of her feminine arousal and the wetness flowing over his thighs his hips began to move in slow deep thrusts, though their bodies never separated more than inch.
Elizabeth whimpered and clung to Lucifer's big, strong body like a lifeboat in an ocean. She was experiencing for the first time the uniquely feminine pleasure of welcoming a man's hard shaft into the center of her being. She could only gasp in amazement at the delicious feelings spreading out from the head of his manhood inside her pushing up stroking against the most sensitive, most vulnerable spot in her body. This was the devil, her mate, now her lover, doing it only increased the pleasure to unbearable heights. She loved every minute of it and him.
She clasped the back of his head, rubbed her nipples on his chest and worked her hips massaging his manhood with her womanhood unconsciously urging him to go harder and faster. He instantly complied with a groan working up an even more furious rhythm.
They were consumed by the storm tearing through their bodies. They clung to each other willing sacrifices at the altar of a primitive need which only demanded that they surrender.
And the both did. They both climaxed at the same time. Immense heat burned both their backs. He filled her and she allowed him. They both cuddled together. Both unaware of the the fact that they just commenced the Holy Trinity. That both their body's were now marked.
He pulled out of her and made the sheets cover both their bodies. Since the day of his creation he has never felt tired or sleep bound until this moment. He looked at her with tired eyes only to smile. She was already asleep. Finally he gave into the feeling and closed his eyes to rest.
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