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Elora

Eugene wasted no time once we got into his bedroom. He dropped me on his bed, making me bounce a few times. I smiled, watching him lift his shirt over his head, revealing his lickable abs and back muscles that are to die for.

He cocked an eyebrow at my dreamy expression, almost in a challenging way. Eugene slowly walked to the edge of the bed, smirking down at me. He gently ran his hand through my hair, "I'm going to go grab a few things," he nodded to the door. "When I come back, I want you naked, face down, ass up," he ordered, giving me a stern look. "Got it?"

My mouth was open in shock and anxiety filled me. But I'll be naked and he'll see my privates and my butt... that doesn't sound flattering. If that's what he wants though, I'll just have to blush through it. I gently nodded, "Okay."

He gave me an approving look, "Good girl," he cooed. He stepped away, walking to the door. "And I'd hurry, love," he advised. "I won't be gone long."

He left the room and my heart thumped in my chest. Nerves filled me, wondering what things he's getting. What's he going to do to me? I'm sure whatever it is, I'll like it. There hasn't been anything I haven't liked so far, so I trust him.

I undid the hooks on my top quickly, remembering his warning. How long do I have exactly? All I know is I want to listen to him; if I've learned one thing, it's better to just do what they say or I won't walk the next day.

I got undressed, my cheeks heating up at my own nakedness. I almost wanted to go under the covers and put myself in the position he told me to, but fought myself on it.

Shifting onto my hands and knees, I lowered my head to the pillows, making my back arch and my holes nice and presented for Eugene whenever he walks through that door. ...This is embarrassing, and cold.

I let my brain fill with thoughts of what might happen as I waited for him. Although I was still anxiously waiting, I felt myself get excited.

The seconds turned into minutes, and I found myself wondering how long it would take him to grab the things. I shifted uncomfortably, wondering if he might have forgotten about me.

He said he wouldn't take very long, but he is. Tension filled me, as more and more thoughts of what he's doing crept into my mind.

I watched the clock on his nightstand for 20 minutes, a mixture between anxiety and arousal plagued my mind. Wetness was dripping down my thighs, and I almost wanted to break my position, just for a second so I could look out the door. But I didn't.

I heard footsteps behind me tensed. I turned my head, seeing Eugene walk in, his gaze on my ass. I pushed my eyebrows together, only seeing the butt plug he got me in his hands. That's what took so long?! Doesn't he know how anxious I've been, just waiting here for him.

"What took you so long?" I pouted.

He smirked, walking up to me and lightly running his finger along my slit, soaking it instantly. "You're going to act upset when you're drenched? Next time I'll make you wait longer," he threatened.

I closed my mouth, at a loss for words. He made me wait just to tease me? Well it worked, that's cruel. I sucked in a breath, feeling his finger push into me slowly.

He hummed in approval, painfully slowly pushing his finger into me. "Such a good little girl, following orders like a good slut," he rasped out.

I bit my lip, feeling my walls clench around his finger. God, I love when they call me a good girl.

With his finger still teasing me, he placed himself behind me, on his knees. He kept slowly pumping his long finger into me, curling it up toward my spine.

I dropped head drop to the pillow, a low moan escaping my lips. My hips moved on their own accord, and I rocked back on his finger.

He palmed my ass with his other hand and chuckled, stopping my movements. "Ah, ah, ah," he scolded. "Now love, you've got to learn patience."

I cocked my eyebrow, frustrated and annoyed. "Have I not been patient? You left for half an hour, and I waited here just like you asked," I ranted, pushing myself back on his finger again, just to show him how serious I am. I'm sick of the waiting and him being slow. I want him to fuck me, it's not that complicated.

Eugene gave my ass a firm smack, that really hurt. My cheek stung and I flinched forwards, wincing. His finger pulled out of me and I heard him unzip his jeans. "I'm going to fuck that attitude right out of you," he warned.

Oh yay!

I grinned at the pillow, thankful he can't see my smug expression. They've called me spoiled, greedy, and desperate. They're definitely all correct, they've made a monster out of me.

I felt Eugene's tip rub my entrance and closed my eyes in delight. I slowly pushed back onto him, feeling the familiar stretching sensation.

He moaned, grabbing my hips and pulling me flush against him.

Gasping I bunched the sheets in my hands. This feels weird, I'm not sure if I like this new position. It feels deeper, almost painful.

"Fuck, you're so tight, love," he slowly rocked his hips.

I moaned, my mouth dropping open. "Eugene," I panted out. He feels so much deeper than Duke or Felix did, and it's not because of size, they're all pretty similar from what I've seen so far. This position is slowly becoming a favorite of mine.

He used my hips as handles as he picked up his pace, pushing into me. His thrusts weren't fast but they were hard and forceful. Each time he thrusted into me, he hit a sweet spot that made me see stars. It won't be long until I cum if he keeps doing that.

"Look how good this little pussy takes dick," he teased, and I could hear the smirk in his voice. He pulled all the way out, and I pouted for a second before he slammed back into me.

I moaned, my back arching for him, pushing hips higher for him to use me as he pleases. I bit my lip, trying not to come undone as he pulled out and slammed back into me several times.

He grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled my top half up by it. I gasped, but it was a good kind of pain. I was looking up at him, upside down. He smirked, "Don't cum, love," he threatened.

I pouted, "Wha-" I shrieked as he started pounding into me, now speeding up his thrusts so they're hard and fast. I felt tears in my eyes, the only thing stopping my orgasm was my stupid need to listen to him. I fraught with everything in me not too come.

He held onto my hair, viciously pounding into me, the only sounds in the room were my cries and the sound of his groin smacking against my ass.

I was panting, my legs shaking, tears falling down my face. Holding it was starting to become painful. "Eugene, slow down or let me cum, please," I cried.

He looked pleased as he let go of my hair, making my head fall back to the pillows. His thrusts slowed way down, once again slowly pushing into me. I panted, still fighting the urge to cum.

His hands were all over my ass as he hummed, "You're doing so good, love. I know it's not easy," he complimented.

I tensed, feeling his finger circling the area around my asshole. I blushed, "Eugene?" I questioned wearily.

"Are you okay with this?" He asked, hesitation and hope in his tone.

Am I? The thought of anything around or especially in my ass is scary. "I-I don't know..." I know I said I'd try, but it feels weird. It feels like it's something really naughty that I shouldn't do. I know most of the things I've been doing are that way but-

"If you don't like it after trying it, we'll never ask you to do it again." Lucifers voice calmed my thoughts.

Eugene placed his fingertip against my hole, still thrusting into me slowly. I can't even think when I have him inside me. "For me, love?" Eugene asked.

I guess it wouldn't hurt to try it. I nodded, "If you let me cum," I bargained.

Eugene chuckled, "Of course, you don't actually think I'd leave you unsatisfied," he agreed easily. His speed picked up again, "Try to relax for me, my finger will go in easier," he said gently.

I couldn't even nod, I was just focusing on the feeling of his dick hitting that sweet spot inside me. I moaned, rocking my hips back with his thrusts.

I heard a small click, like a toothpaste cap opening. I tensed, feeling something cold and wet on my ass. "Cum for me, love. I want you to cum on my cock and soak it in your cum," he moaned, his finger starting to poke into my ass as his thrusts became violent again. "When we're done I'm going to make you swallow my load and you're going to lick your little slut juice off my cock," he rasped out.

My eyes rolled back as I came, my body shivering as he pushed his finger into my ass at the same time. "Oh god," I moaned as he pumped his finger along with his dick, drawing out my orgasm.

It didn't feel like I thought it would, it definitely isn't as good as having one of their fingers in my pussy, obviously. But I kinda like it...

Eugene's free hand ran up and down my spine, "Good girl. I'm not going to play with your ass too much today, love. That's for another day," he hinted.

I bit my lip in thought. Are they going to... is he going to sex my butt?

"It's called anal, kitten. And yes."

I blushed, realizing that I'm kind of excited for that. I'm nervous, but if his finger feels good, I'm sure their dicks will too.

Eugene's thrusts picked up again, "I'm close, love. I've been waiting to fuck your wet little pussy all day," he groaned. His thrusts got sloppy as he pulled his finger out of my ass. "I'm going to put the plug in, okay?" He tried to explain through his lustfilled moans. "It's going to be cold and you're going to feel pressure. Be my good girl and relax," he coaxed.

His sexy voice is enough for me to do whatever this man tells me. I'm a sucker for their whimpering voices in the seconds before they cum. I nodded.

I felt something cold against my ass. I tried to focus on his dick, rather than the plug. It wasn't hard, with him desperately pounding into me. The plug being pushed into my ass was an after thought as I came again, a long string of moans filled the room.

"Fuck," Eugene whispered, "Turn around and open your mouth," he ordered, pulling out of me.

I quickly turned and opened my mouth, looking up at him. He looked down at me darkly, pushing his dick down my throat.

I gazed up at him, thinking he looks delicious right now, with his hair messily falling around his face and his eyes bright red. I wrapped my lips around him and sucked, baby being my head.

He looked surprised as his mouth fell open, "Shit Elora," he moaned before I was swallowing mouthfulls of his cum. I continued to lick him clean, just like he wanted me to do. His thighs twitched and he pulled me away from him, "Fuck, if I didn't have a soul before, I definitely don't have one now," he chuckled down at me.

Huh?

He sighed, wrapping me in his arms, laying down on his bed. He ran his big hand up my bare back, "The next time your friends interrupt us, I'm just going to fuck you in front of them, yeah?" He suggested, no hint of a joke in his tone.

I giggled, "No!" I denied. I cuddled into him for a few minutes. I'd fall asleep if I wasn't hungry, but I am. My stomach growled loudly and I blushed, "Eugene?" I started.

"Hungry?" He chuckled. I nodded. He sat up with me in his arms, placing me on my feet. I shifted uncomfortably, stickiness between my thighs and an object in my butt. "Come here, lets get you cleaned up, love," he grabbed my hand and started walking towards the bathroom.

I bit my lip, "Um Eugene, you forgot to take the thing out," I reminded him shyly.

He grabbed a warm cloth and started wiping away any stickiness. "It'll stay in. It's meant to stretch your ass, so when we fuck it, it won't be as uncomfortable if we don't prepare-"

"It's called anal."

Eugene straightened, looking down at me with his eyebrows together. He tilted his head, a confused expression on his face. "Elora you didn't know what regular sex was- how do you know what anal is?" He questioned, giving me a speculating look.

I shrugged, "Lucifer told me."

He narrowed his eyes at me, "Lucifer told you..." he repeated, looking deep in thought. "And has Lucifer corrupted your mind with anything else?" He asked.

I laughed, walking back into the room and pulling my clothes on, moving a bit weird from the plug. "Not really. Why? Are you worried?" I smirked at him. Sometimes it's helpful having him in my head.

Eugene pulled on a pair of sweats, "No, I'm not worried," he chuckled. "He can just be... intense. I don't want him telling you about things you don't need to know yet," he mumbled, looking like he regretted the words right as they came out.

Although I'm curious, I decided not to push it. He looks like he doesn't want to go any further on the subject anyways. I smiled, grabbing his hand, "Feed me?" I asked sweetly.

He smirked down at me, placing a sweet kiss against my lips. "You know I can't cook, love. How about we go find Quin and I'll have him make you something sweet?"

I raised my eyebrows, "Sweet?" I repeated. "Dream big, he'll never let me have something sweet for dinner,"

Eugene smirked, "I'm sure I'd you show him your pink gem, he'd happily make you dinner pancakes or something sugary."