Own me

Shameena.

Why him?

I ask myself this question at every damn moment. Why does my body react to him? Why does my breathing stop when he caresses me? Why do I want him so much?

I don't get it! It's incredibly annoying. I think all this when I see him approach me, his green eyes look me up and down penetratingly, he bites his fleshy lower lip and smiles with false innocence. He knows how much his gaze provokes me, I know what he wants to do to me, what's worse, I desperately want him to do every single thing that goes through his mind and more.

Damn it Asmodeus, I curse you.

"Hello." he says simply.

His voice, I almost feel an orgasm coming on just hearing it. But it is evident that I will never allow him to be aware of his influence on me, I simply watch him seriously and smile sideways in greeting to Everette, who watches us teasingly.

I know the sexual tension is evident, there is no need to make fun of it, idiot.

"You're back at last." I comment with a distracted air. "Where is Life?"

They both grimace at my mention of the celestial.

"It's a long story..." Everette replies. "I'll leave you two alone while I go make sure Aisha hasn't done something stupid. "

"You ask for too much." I mock in retaliation.

He glares at me and walks away from us. There is not a soul in this square, I don't know where the hell the pathetic humans are when they are needed.

"You're tense." Asmodeo purrs. "You know I can help you with that."

"I'm perfectly fine, or at least I was until your presence came to disturb my dark thoughts." I smile sarcastically.

"You're telling that when I'm around, you can't concentrate." he grins mischievously, I feel him leaning towards me and brushing his teeth on my shoulder.

I try to be unperturbed and take his chin to stare at him, his gaze is hungry and lustful.

"Don't think too much of yourself." I reproach him.

Just before he can answer, I crash my lips with his in a wild kiss, he sighs contentedly and easily grabs me and sits me on him, I squeeze my body until my sensitive spot makes contact with his already excited member, even over the garments the simple contact feels delicious.

"Don't do that." he growls tightening his grip on my waist.

I smile mischievously and continue kissing up and down his neck, up to his ear to nibble on his lobe, I gently run my tongue along it and he grunts in satisfaction.

"Don't you like it?" I whisper with mock confusion.

I wiggle my hips one more time.

"Damn..." he murmurs huskily.

Our arousal is obvious, we can't stay here long, I'm more than sure a human could walk by and be shocked to see us. As if reading my mind, Asmodeus pulls me down from his lap, I feel a strong pressure on my sensitive spot.

This time I won't be able to stop.

He takes my hand and walks quickly through the streets of the mortal realm, I don't quite know where we are headed, but wherever it is, that place will be desecrated in the most lustful way possible.

After a few minutes we arrive at a huge building, it reminds me of my spell room at home, nostalgia invades me momentarily as I imagine how many demons can't attend because I'm not present, Asmodeus approaches a human and stares at him for a few seconds, after that the human takes a key and holds it out waiting for me to take it.

You play with his mind, I love it.

We climb into a metal box that humans use to transport themselves to the top of these buildings, the space is suffocatingly compressed, or maybe it's just like that for us now.

I chuckle slightly at our reflection, it looks like Asmodeus will jump on me at any moment, while I look impatient because he hasn't done it yet.

The doors open and we walk out quickly, I let him walk ahead as he knows what place we can occupy, he stops in front of a door and uses the key to open it, I feel my breath catch in my throat as he steps aside to let me enter first, his eyes are fixed on me as I walk beside him to enter the room.

My eyes roam around the place, it's simple, there's a bed which in a few hours will be broken, it has a table which will soon be shattered and I suppose it has a human bathroom, which could also be useful.

"It will be useful enough." I approve.

I hear how he closes the door, his steps approach me, my back collides with his chest and he starts caressing my arm.

"No one will interrupt us this time." he warns me. "I doubt I'll be able to stop myself, considering I haven't been inside you for a long time."

I turn and pout.

"I think it's selfish of you not to be inside me already."

He smiles mischievously and leans down to place a kiss on my cheek.

"You're right, I don't know what I'm waiting for..." he murmurs.

We react at the same time, we throw ourselves on each other to begin to devour our mouths, he pulls my hair slightly to make my head back so he has access to my neck, he licks it, kisses it, bites it, he simply delights in doing what we needed so much.

I free myself and begin to unbutton his shirt, at one point he kisses me again and no longer allows me to continue, so desperate I tear it from his body, when he hears how the fabric is torn he smiles with pleasure, he proceeds to do the same with my dress, I separate from him and glare at him with my eyes.

"I liked this dress." I claim.

"I like you better without it." he shrugs.

I bite my lip smiling and proceed to kiss him one more time, his hands caress my waist and back sending shocks to my whole body, we fall on the bed and he begins to leave a path of kisses all over my neck, I pull his hair with need when he pulls my bra and his tongue makes contact with my nipple. He begins to make circular motions on this one as he caresses the other with his hand, I bite my lip once more to keep from letting out a moan as he catches it between his teeth and releases it.

He begins to leave a trail of kisses down my abdomen until he removes my underwear with his mouth, the image of my sexy redhead doing that is the most stimulating thing I've ever seen.

Just before he attacks me with his tongue he gives me one last look, which has a very clear meaning.

Get ready.

I gasp as he finally begins to make circles with his tongue on my clitoris, he uses his fingers to tempt my entrance and a moan escapes my lips as his speed increases, he thrusts and releases again and again, before I reach my limit I grab his head and force him to come up and kiss my lips, the taste of my moisture is on them.

I turn to be the one on top of him, we are still separated by the thin underwear he wears, I take control of the kiss melting my tongue with his, I use my long nails to lightly scratch his back when he leaves a spank on my ass.

I run my hands over his sculpted chest, feeling his muscles contract under my touch.

This whole demon is completely mine.

He quickly brings his still-covered member closer to my entrance, causing me to let out a sigh.

"Asmodeus..." I manage to utter.

"Tell me, what do you want me to do with you?"

With accelerated breathing I answer without hesitation.

"Possess me."

His hoarse laughter is like listening to millions of souls begging for mercy and compassion.

Simply delicious.

Without giving me time to think he removes the last garment covering him and takes me by the ankles to bring me to the edge of the bed, without waiting he does just what I ask.

He possesses me.

He completes me.

He penetrates me.

The growl that erupts from his throat makes my heat rise even more, a scream escapes me as his movements intensify.

Hearing our bodies collide is wonderful, I know that right here we have no disagreements or fights over every aspect, here he is mine, and I am his.

His emerald green eyes begin to literally glow, I feel my body begin to be consumed by the flames that inevitably erupt from him. The purple fire caresses my skin, I feel my fangs begin to peek out.

We are in our most natural form, no masks, just us.

My nails begin to grow and I manage to make Asmodeo stop long enough to lay him down on the bed and be on top of him once more, I insert his member back into my entrance and let myself fall, he holds my hips so hard I'm sure it will leave a mark.

My nails begin to grow larger, I claw at his chest making our blood, black as ink, unite. My up and down movements become present, moans and our accelerated breaths flood the room, I feel the bed wobble and one of its supports shatter.

That doesn't stop our moment, Asmodeo loads me and sends us flying for a few seconds, he slams me against the wall, I curl my legs around his waist as he keeps thrusting in and out of me, again and again, faster and harder.

He catches my lips hungrily, bites my neck and squeezes my breasts hard, the excitement only increases more and more, he knows how much it drives me crazy when he does that.

I feel how we drop a painting that is on the wall, it falls to the floor and ends up being consumed by the flames that we release, I don't even know how this whole place is not burnt to ashes, I don't even care.

"Damn, you're beautiful." he murmurs analyzing my position.

"I know." I smile arrogantly.

"You're all mine." he reminds me.

"Good luck with that."

I hadn't noticed that his thrusts had stopped until he resumes again with greater intensity. I manage to propel us by lowering my legs, still inside me we reach the bed, where I open my legs to their fullest capacity, leaving completely free access to his contact with mine.

In, out, over and over again.

Just when I feel I am about to reach my orgasm I ask him for more speed, more intensity, which he gladly obeys, I know he is close too, the desperation with which he presses his body against mine tells me so.

After a few seconds our cries of satisfaction are present, I feel the purest of calamities torment me again and again as the orgasm is reached.

The fire is slowly extinguished until there is nothing left of it, Asmodeus is standing, his skin is completely scratched, his lips have blood on them, his neck is replete with purple marks, I can't even imagine how I am.

His chest is slightly sweaty, making the sight of his muscles also with slight drops of blood look perfect. He slowly drops down on top of me, he runs his hands all over my body until he is lying next to me, he places me on top of him and cradles my ass with his big hands, I feel one of his fingers try to tempt my area again.

"Ready for the next round?" he asks fully restored.

His finger enters me all at once and I inevitably moan. I watch him for a few seconds hungrily as I feel his fingers do nothing more.

"Ready for the millions that await us?"