Demon's Offer (3 page)

“Say it then,” he snarled. His claws scraped along
her thighs. “Tell me what a dirty slut you are.”

“Yes,” she cried out again. “Yes, I’m a dirty
slut!”

“You want me to fuck you, don’t you sugar,” Braeden
said, a nasty grin on his face. “That’s what little whores want.
You want my dick inside you.”

“Yes Braeden, I want you. I want you now!”

“Beg me bitch!” His voice was a guttural growl. It
seemed to seethe with hate and lust. “Beg me for my dick!”

“Please!” Sara panted. “Please fuck me! Please!
Please! I want you inside me!”

“Say you’re a dirty slut,” Braeden demanded. “Say
it!”

“I’m a dirty slut!” Sara cried out. At that moment,
she wanted to be a slut. She wanted the demon to fuck her, to use
her in any way he saw fit. “I’m your slut,” she said breathlessly.
“Fuck me please! Destroy me with your demon cock!”

Braeden held her tightly and forced his weight on top
of her. His huge dick pressed against her body, and with his hand
he shoved it unerringly in to her lubricated cunt. She clawed at
his back as he filled her space. He was amazingly big, stretching
the tight walls of her cunt without mercy. She gasped deeply,
focusing on taking his meat.

“That’s it sugar,” he purred in to her ear. “Take it
all.”

His first powerful thrust took her breath away. She
moaned as he speared her and he chuckled in to her sweat soaked
hair. “Oh yes sugar, you tight little bitch. Take it, take it!”

His thrusts picked up, he grunted as he fucked her,
ramming his meat in to her with savage abandon. His hand came up
and clamped round her throat. “You dirty bitch! Dirty fucking
bitch! This is what you want!”

“Yes! Yes!” she snarled, bucking against his powerful
body. The pressure round her throat was not as tight as before. It
still hurt, but it also sparked a warm pleasurable sensation as she
flirted with oblivion.

“Oh, you dirty little bitch,” Braeden gasped. “Oh yes
that’s good. You’re perfect sugar, perfect!”

He roared like a wild beast as he came. His hot seed
gushed in to her, spreading like wildfire through her entire being.
She groaned and thrashed as another orgasm ripped through her.

Braeden’s breath washed over her face and neck, and
with a jolt, he pulled out of her. The demon rocked back on his
heels and his fingers toyed with the aching morass of her cunt.
“You’re still intact sugar, I’m impressed.”

“That was amazing,” she gasped, feeling genuinely
satisfied. Whatever else he might be, Braeden was one hell of an
amazing lover.

“I’m glad you enjoyed sugar. Candy was right. You’re
just what I wanted.”

Sara stared at him. “Candy?”

“Yes, sugar, me and Candy go way back. When she heard
I was looking for a servant she put your name forward.”

Sara reeled at the revelation. She wasn’t sure if she
should feel betrayed or not. Another thought struck her. “So, I’m
your servant then?”

“For the time being,” Braeden replied airily.

She wanted to ask more, but exhaustion wrapped round
her like a blanket. She knew she should mad and afraid, but she
wasn't. She felt shockingly content, as if she were finally where
she belonged. Sara sank back on to the bed and slipped in to a deep
sleep. The last thing she remembered was Braeden stroking her hair,
the heat from his skin keeping her warm as his claw-like nails
lightly scratched at her scalp.

Keep reading for the next adventure with Sara and
Braeden…

Sara woke to find the demon eating her pussy. His
tongue lapped over her like warm honey, and her body tingled. She
looked down at his muscled red body, and felt a deep stirring of
lust in her belly. Her nipples hardened and she let out a little
moan.

From between her legs, Braeden looked up at her with
his glowing eyes. He carried on with the oral sex, sucking the
outer lips of her labia and then the inner in turn. Then he probed
deeper, focusing on the roof of her vagina.

Sara moaned again as he rooted out her pleasure
spots. She arched her back, and brought her hand down to stroke his
blonde, silky soft hair. His horns brushed against her legs as he
licked her.

“Ah, yes,” she whispered. “Oh, ah, yes!”

She climaxed within moments, her slender body
engulfed in pleasure. It wasn’t the bone juddering orgasms of
before, but Braeden knew how to satisfy a woman, and she sank in to
a tender afterglow.

Braeden surfaced from her cunt, and gave her a wide,
fang filled grin. “Well sugar, you well rested?”

“You’re still here,” she said dreamily. “I thought
I’d imagined you.”

“No sugar,” Braeden drawled. “I’m real enough, and so
is our agreement.”

In her mind, Sara replayed the extraordinary events
that had happened to her. Braeden had come in to the Devil's
Playground, the strip bar where she worked, in the form of a human,
and had requested a private dance. She had gone up to the private
rooms upstairs to perform for him and he had offered to help her
get out of a life of stripping if she agreed to the
consequences.

She'd agreed out of desperation. A year ago, she’d
been rich, the daughter of wealthy and prestigious parents, but
then she got in trouble and was thrown out of her house without a
penny. She’d been destitute and forced to work in the Devil's
Playground as a stripper and hated pretty much every minute of
it.

Something had made her open up to Braeden about her
problems, and before she knew it, she found herself taking up his
offer. Then Braeden had transformed, revealing his true demon form.
She’d tried to run away, but he stopped her, forcing her to honor
her agreement. Utterly terrified, then uncontrollably aroused she’d
submitted to him and they’d had the most amazing fuck of her entire
life. Sated and exhausted, she had slipped in to a deep sleep and
thought it had all been a figment of her imagination.

But here she was, still with him in the upstairs room
of the Devil's Playground. It wasn’t an illusion, and the
implications of the deal she made began to worry her. This was
completely insane. She’d never believed demons existed, and now
here she was basking in sexual after-glow with one. She had no idea
what was expected of her from this point on, but her aching body
could testify that he was a rough and brutal lover.

As if sensing her disquiet, Braeden smiled sweetly
and reached up with his clawed hand to fondle her breasts. His
touch was warm on her skin, and tingles of sensual pleasure
skittered along her spine.

“Ah sugar, you’re thinking about the agreement ain’t
ya, and what it means in real terms.” He still spoke with the rich
Southern accent he used in his human form, and it sounded quite
incongruous coming from a muscled red demon.

She looked at him, imagining the fear that must have
been in her sultry dark eyes. “Yes,” she said. “Can you blame
me?”

“Oh no sugar, you’re right to be afraid,” Braeden
replied unhelpfully. “It’s going to be rough for you from now on.
But there’ll be pleasure as well, pleasure and sensation you’ve
ever experience in your feeble mortal life. You should feel very
lucky indeed. There are many humans who’d kill for the chance of
being the lover of a demon.”

Sara narrowed her eyes. “That’s what I am then? Your
lover?”

Braeden laughed. It was a harsh cawing sound that
tore at her nerves. “Don’t get ahead of yourself sugar.” He looked
at her breasts and licked his lips. “For the moment you’re my
slave, my sex slave. You won’t have to strip any more, which is
what you hated. And I’m an awesome fuck as you can testify too, so
you’re got yourself a pretty sweet deal.”

She pursed her pouty lips. “I guess I’m a lucky
girl.”

A cold gleam seemed to enter Braeden’s glowing eyes.
“Oh you’re a lucky girl indeed,” he said, his voice becoming low
and menacing. “Very lucky, until I get tired of you that is.”

A chill went through her. “Is that likely?” she said
in a faltering voice.

“Perhaps, perhaps not. Us demons are a pretty
capricious lot, but sugar I got to warn you, you got a nice tight
little pussy, but I’ve got thousands of years behind me fucking
humans and I always get tired of my slaves at some point along the
line.”

Sara swallowed, not liking where the conversation was
going. Despite that she had to ask the obvious killer question.
“What happens when you do get tired of me?”

Braeden didn't answer her. He just sat up and
scratched at his large, pendulous balls. “Well r we can’t hang
around here forever,” he said briskly. “I’ve got to introduce you
to the others.”

“Others?” Sara echoed, completely perplexed. “What
others? You mean other demons?”

“Well obviously other demons,” Braeden replied drily.
“I’m a demon prince remember. I wouldn’t be much of a prince if I
didn’t have other demons to lord over. Now though I love your
pretty mouth wrapped round my dick, it does annoy me a trifle when
irritating words keep coming out of it, so hush up and get on your
feet.”

Sara was stung by his arrogance, but kept her peace.
She was his slave now, and not only was she intimidated by his
physical presence, but he also commanded supernatural powers as
well. He could do whatever he pleased to her, and the last thing
she wanted was to piss him off. Without a word, she slipped her
aching body off the bed and stood naked before him.

He sat back, giving her an appraising look. “Well
damn, you sure got a gorgeous body, and that cunt smells so sweet.
And those tits and ass, sugar you’re perfection. I can’t wait to be
inside you again, and I don’t say that often when it comes to
humans.”

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