making the back of my head fall against the door with a bang. But I did this too hard and the second I came down from my sexual high, I muttered a little,
“Oww.” He grinned down at me before saying a condescending,
“Aww poor baby, let me make it better.” And then he did…
over and over and…
over again.
27
Created a Monster
A little time later, and too many orgasms to have kept count, I looked up from his bare chest, glancing around the room and said,
“I don't think the room would survive round three.” At this he burst out laughing, put his head back to the torn pillow, and muttered,
“Not with the sex monster I've created, then no.”
“Ha… well you… and stuff… Nope, I’m too chilled from all the orgasms, so that's all the comeback I've got in me at the minute.” He chuckled at this as I snuggled closer down into him.
“So, same time next Tuesday?” I joked after a moment of silence and again making him laugh.
“No seriously, I mean I like you and all, but I've gotta good gig going here, the food is great, the dresses are well… great until you ripped one to shreds, the room was great… well, until you broke that… you know what, never mind, I am coming with you.” I smirked when I continued to be able to make him laugh, before he commented in a husky whisper,
“I don't remember hearing you complain, sweetheart.”
“No, that's because you were swallowing it when you crushed your lips to mine… nice trick by the way.”
“Ah yes, I will have to remember that one in future for when I'm trying to shut you up again.” This time I laughed and slapped his belly that was rock hard and had not an inch of wobble to it, not like mine. So I told him,
“You know, you're funny when you're not being all psychotic killer on me.”
“And living with you, sweetheart, I think you will find that to be my new day job,” he bantered back, making me roll my eyes which ended with my chin being in his grasp as my head was tilted back.
“Did you just roll your eyes at me?” This dangerous question I knew came with a glint of hope in what was now his gorgeous silver grey eyes that held flecks of blue glinting in their depths.
“That depends,” I said making him enquire,
“On?”
“On whether or not your demon can create a butt plug with its armour, because if it can, then I’m not thinking good things are in my future.” At this Lucius burst out laughing, to the point where it was so hard, I was practically bouncing on his chest. Then, when he had calmed, he started running his fingers up the crack of my backside, paying a certain amount of attention to one area in particular making me gasp in shock. As even though the feeling was foreign, I had to confess that it was not entirely unwelcome. However, what he said next really did shock me,
“Oh, sweetheart, but when I take this fuckable virgin ass of yours, it won't be with anything but my cock and my fingers, of that I can promise you.”
After this he sealed his promise with a kiss, swallowing my gasp of shock and surprisingly this time, it was one slightly less forceful, proving to me that despite his words and what had just happened between us, he could still be tender and gentle and above all, my loving Lucius.
But a few minutes later I knew the time had come for us to have a conversation, in the hope that this time it wouldn't turn into a screaming match. Although, I had to confess, it certainly ended well.
“Erm, honey, not wanting to poke at the possessive beast you have up your butt…”
“Up my butt?” he said faking outrage that I ignored.
“Or provoke round three, because like I said, I really don't think the room would survive. But I have to know, what the Hell was all that?” At this he released a sigh and admitted,
“My demon has been in Hell too long.”
“Erm yeah, I agree but what does that mean exactly?”
“That my human emotions are somewhat being tested, strained if you will, and therefore this invokes a side of me that is more suited to Hell… you look confused,” he commented because I was scrunching up my face, making him poke at my nose in a cute way.