BENEATH HER DARKNESS: The Alpha's Little Demon by Cassandra M

BRAVING THE DARKNESS: One Night With The Demon King

BENEATH HER DARKNESS: The Alpha’s Little Demon Book 2

Chapter 14 – Worship You

LUCIUS.

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The moment Patrea appeared naked in front of me, all I could think about was the many ways I would

f*uck her if I got my chance tonight. But what she revealed to me made the anger I felt for my deceased

father reach its peak.

And I had no f*ucking idea how I was able to control myself and the fire within me. Maybe because I

was more focused on making Patrea feel better than on my anger at this point.

I knew my father had been abusing females, and I bore witness to some of it. I never thought of the

weight of all the abuse until it smacked me in the face. It made me ponder all the things I’d done in the

past. They were nothing compared to what Lucien did to her or Lucija’s mother, but it still made me

embarrassed for my own deed.

It made me question my purpose as a demon. I never saw anything wrong with what we were doing,

maybe because it was the way we lived. We were so used to torturing dark souls, living and dead, that

it became part of our daily lives until we began torturing and playing with souls who didn’t deserve to be

tortured.

Patrea was clinging to my body as my hands trailed down her back, my fingers skimming against her

scarred skin.

She asked me if I was repulsed by them. I wasn’t. And I believed her scar, just made her more beautiful

in my eyes.

Her arms went around my neck as she pressed her naked body against mine and I couldn’t help but

put my hands on her waist, brushing and squeezing it softly.

“I never saw a scar as beautiful as yours, Patrea.” And I meant that.

“You’re too nice, Lucius. But thank you.”

I closed my eyes and willed for real skin to show. She asked me what my demon looked like, and I

wanted to show her a part of it tonight.

Soon, thick black veins were creeping down my arms and everywhere in my body, up to my face. I was

like a walking human tattoo: my whole body was covered with black ink that looked like the veins in

human skin, while my hands were pure black. O

“Lucius…” She withdrew from hugging me as her eyes widened. “Is this your demon skin?”

I nodded. “Is it repulsive?” I used the same term she used earlier.

She shook her head before she raised her hand and asked. “Can I? They’re just like tattoos.”

“Until they became so thick that they covered almost my whole body.”

“It’s beautiful…” She trailed her fingers along my neck, and I was guessing she was following the path

of the visible veins there. “I always wondered what your demon form looked like.”

“One day I will show you my demon form. But it was nothing spectacular… Just horns and a tail.” I

chuckled as I let myself revel in the feel of her fingers against my skin. O

She was touching every part of me in a very slow, tortuous motion, and it was making me grunt and

groan in pleasure.

“Patrea…” I said her name in a hoarse voice.

“I’m sorry. It’s just mesmerizing…”

I smiled at her before my eyes caught hers. “Can I do the same thing, run my fingers on your skin?”

She nodded and watched as my hand went to the valley of her breasts, trailing the scar across the area

to her stomach.

“I want my lips on it, but I won’t.” My voice came out needy, and I was not able to stop it. “if you don’ t

want me to.”

I tilted my head and locked eyes with her as I slowly retracted the black veins from my body, leaving

me with clear skin once again.

“Do it,” she said in almost a whisper, but enough for me to hear. I didn’t waste any more time as I tipped

my head down and let my lips brush on the valley of her breasts.

Patrea gasped as her hands flew to my shoulders and gripped them while I kissed her skin. I wanted to

do more, but I was hesitant because I didn’t want her to push me away. But I couldn’t stop my hand – it

went on its own accord and cupped her firm breast, making her suck in her breath. I immediately

withdrew.

With a trembling hand, she reached for mine and placed it back to her breast, guiding my hand to

squeeze and knead her breast so that it made me snap my head up to look at her at the same time her

arousal seeped into my nostrils.

Patrea had her eyes closed and her mouth parted as she continued to guide my hand. I adjusted my

position and lifted her off the mattress, placing her on my lap to straddle me before my lips captured

hers.

My c*ock was solid and hard, prodding her stomach, but she didn’t steer away. Instead, she whimpered

in between our kisses while my hand played with her breasts, massaging and flicking her nipples, one

after the other, while my lips assaulted her warm, wet lips.

A hiss escaped my throat when her hand took mine again, but this time, she guided it lower until it

reached her throbbing core. Patrea was so f*ucking wet that I wanted to begin ramming my fingers into

her, but I remembered to pleasure her clit and her folds first before finger-f*ucking her.

Patrea’s clutch on my arms tightened before she snapped her eyes open and scrambled on her ass. I

thought she was moving away, but she just turned her body around, still sitting on my lap and resting

her back on my chest.

“Will you be okay with just touching me? I’m not ready for the real thing yet…” She asked and

explained.

“Yes…” I answered in a low voice as my hand massaged her wet core while my lips trailed kisses on

her neck.

She spread her legs wide open, and I felt myself drooling at the sight of her wet p*ussy. I was still

massaging her clit, and just brushing my fingers on her wet folds when her fingers on my forearm

tightened. “Put them inside me… now!”

“Aren’t you a demanding one?” I chuckled before plunging three fingers into her p*ussy without any

warning.

She gasped for air before it turned into a seductive moan as I began stroking in and out of her. Her

wetness created that squeaking noise that accompanied my groans as I finger-f*ucked her harder.

“You’re too wet, Patrea. One day I would eat this p*ussy from morning until evening.” I groaned as I

pushed my fingers harder.

I felt her fingers on her p*ussy, and it made me withdraw mine. She inserted two fingers inside her and

moaned wantonly before pulling it off, and I immediately placed mine back.

Her fingers that she withdrew from her leaking p*ussy were raised, and she dipped them directly into

my mouth and made me suck on them, tasting her juices.

I sucked her fingers too hard before a hiss escaped my throat. She tasted too good to be true. I had

tasted many, and I enjoyed it every time, but no one made me feel as euphoric as I was feeling at the

moment with just a little taste of her.

I was right — she was giving me a taste of heaven, my own paradise. And sooner or later, I knew

would crave it.

I continued to push in and out of her as she buckled her hips in response to each of my thrusts, our

groans and grunts filling her bedroom. Not long after, her knees began to tremble as her body shook

hard and gave way to her orgasm.

Her legs were spread wide open and still shaking as her hold on me tightened. Her head was leaning

back against my shoulder with her eyes closed and mouth parted, while I kept pushing my fingers in

and out of her, hooking them in to hit her walls while my thumb rubbed her swollen clit. I just wanted

her to ride her orgasm, but the intensity of my stroke made her body shudder one more time, and thin

jets of clear liquid sprayed out of her p*ussy. “F*uck!” I grunted as she whimpered and squirmed under

my hold.

I resisted the urge to slap her p*ussy and instead contented myself with rubbing and massaging it until

she stopped squirting and her breathing slowed down.

She turned her body slightly before she coiled her arms around my neck and nuzzled it with her nose.

“Do you want to come too?” She asked, mumbling against my skin.

“Yes. But I can wait.” I answered her as my hands held her tightly. I was getting used to having her

around my arms.

“You didn’t come last night either.”

“I f*ucked myself while you were sleeping.” I chuckled as I replied.

She withdrew her head from my neck and looked at me. My hand flew to her flushed skin as my

knuckles brushed her cheek before they pushed her stray hair away from her face.

She bit her bottom lip as if thinking about something before she spoke. “Would you like to jerk off while

I watch you?”

“Are you sure you’ll be okay watching me?”

She nodded her head as she moved away from my lap. “You’re not going to push me to help you.”

“No. But you can watch me, and you can join me. Or touch yourself again.”

Red tints crept across her face as she pressed her back against the headboard, and at the same time, I

stood up and positioned myself at the foot of the bed, facing her.

“I want to see you while I f*uck myself. Will you be okay in this position?” I asked her, but my hand was

already snaked around my erection and slowly moving up and down with my gaze fixated on her.

She nodded her head without taking her eyes off my c*ock.

I began jerking myself harder and a bit faster. My mouth parted as I lusted after the naked female in

front of me. She looked too innocent with her hair cascading on the side of her face, covering a portion

of her breasts, as she kept swallowing at my actions.

“F*uck, Patrea!” I groaned.

And she clamped her legs together.

“Open your legs. I want to see your p*ussy.” I ordered, and it was too late to take it back.

“It’s not an order, it’s a request…” I added, but even before I could finish my words, her legs were

already wide open, her hands holding her thighs against her chest — I could see her p*ussy beautifully

from where I stood.

“F*ucking hell! One day I will f*uck that p*ussy!” I grunted as my grip on my c*ock tightened as I shut

my eyes. I was trying to keep my body from launching onto Patrea because I really wanted to f*uck her.

“Abuse my mouth, Lucius…” Her voice came out soft and needy, and it sounded very near.

I snapped my eyes open to see my vixen witch on all fours in front of me, mouth parted as her eyes

locked with mine, and it was flitting with uncertainties — she wanted this but didn’t want it at the same

time.

My free hand cupped her jaws, and my thumb brushed against her soft skin. “Are you sure?”

Her eyes welled with tears as she nodded her head. ” Please remove the bad memories.”

I slowly jerked my c*ock as I stepped back and leaned forward so my face was parallel to hers. “You

can stop any time you want, and you will never have to explain. Do you understand?”

She nodded her head.

I captured her lips and kissed her hard, trying to calm the erratic beating of her heart. And when I

believed she was ready, I withdrew my mouth from hers and stood before her with my hand still on her

jaw.

I posed my shaft in front of her face, and she slowly opened her mouth.

“This c*ock will never abuse your mouth, Patrea…” I brushed the tip of my c*ock on her bottom lip, with

pre-cum oozing out of its slit. “Instead, this c*ock will worship every corner of your mouth if you will just

let me.”