by Rae Magdon
Lilith’s lips pulled back further over pointed teeth. Her tail lashed against the outside of one thigh, flicking back and forth. “She’s my human, Malacoda. You know our laws. Once she’s claimed, you can’t have her. Let her go.”
When he made no move to release her, Lilith lunged forward. Her claws streaked through the air in a sidelong swipe. A howl of pain exploded beside Eva’s ear, and she fell forward, her knees scraping across hard stone as she was shoved to the ground. She did not see what happened next, but once she managed to scramble back to her feet, she caught a glimpse of Malacoda stumbling backwards. He shoved his scythe into the hands of another demon as he clutched one side of his face, and blood wept from between his fingers.
“I told you, this one is mine,” Lilith growled, seizing her upper arm and yanking her back. Her grip was too hard, but Eva hardly noticed when the claws nicked at her flesh. She was relieved to be back at Lilith’s side. “And even if she wasn’t, none of you deserve to have her.”
Malacoda pulled his hand away, spitting blood onto the ground. “She’s yours?” His words came out thickly through the split in his lip. “Then torture her.”
Lilith’s arm tightened around her waist in a clear physical gesture of ownership. “Torture? No. I can make her scream and beg for more of the punishments I give her, but you wouldn’t know the first thing to do with her.” She glared at the other demons, daring any of them to challenge her. None of them moved, but they lingered on the other side of the bridge, watching with the hungry pits of their eyes and shifting their grips on their weapons. Even the ones that were supposed to be guarding Lady Godiva and Grace O’Malley seemed to have forgotten their task.
Eva’s pulse throbbed faster. Her heart flew up into her throat and lodged itself above the fluttering dip in her collarbone. She knew what Malacoda would say next before he even spoke. “Prove it,” he grunted, snarling despite the gashes that Lilith had left on his cheek.
Lilith faltered. Her grip loosened, and she made as if to pull back. “And give you a free performance? I don’t think so. Go find your own thralls.”
“I don’t think so.” Calcabrina ran her tongue over the points of her fangs, and her eyes burned with hunger. “You’re not the only succubus here. If you don’t want to claim the human, any of us can-”
“No.” Eva was surprised by the sound of her own voice, and even more shocked when the demons actually listened to her. She gripped Lilith’s hand and pulled it back around her waist, restoring her grip. “No,” she repeated. “I belong to Lilith. She claims me.”
Malacoda snorted in disbelief. He glared at Lilith, obviously not impressed. “You let this pet human of yours speak for herself?”
“Maybe you should listen to what she’s saying,” Lilith snapped, although Eva caught a note of uncertainty in her voice. “I’ve already claimed her.”
Another loop of the whip slid from Calcabrina’s arm, and her fingers twitched around the handle. “And he told you to prove it. If you don’t want your pet anymore, I’m sure Malacoda and I could find a use for her.”
Eva turned in Lilith’s arms, whispering near her cheek. “If you feed from me, that means they can’t?” Lilith did not answer, but she lowered her chin in a small nod. Eva swallowed. Her eyes darted over to Calcabrina’s whip, and then to Grace O’Malley and Lady Godiva, who were still trapped beneath the Malebranche’s tridents. She pressed her lips back to Lilith’s ear. “Do it.”
This time, Lilith did answer her, but in a voice so soft that it was almost inaudible. “No. I won’t feed from you like this. I promised…”
“I trust you.” She did trust Lilith, more than anything, and she would do whatever her lover asked. “Feed from me.”
“Well, First One?” Malacoda jeered at them, narrowing his eyes to slits. “We’re waiting. Are these souls yours or not?”
Lilith took in a shuddering breath beside her ear. The strong arm around her waist tightened, pulling her closer. “I won’t hurt you,” Lilith murmured into her hair. “And I won’t let them touch you.”
She mouthed the next word so that no one else would be able to hear. “I know.”
Canto XVIII:
Ah, how ferocious was she in her aspect!
And how she seemed to me in action ruthless,
With open wings and light upon her feet!
Eva gasped as Lilith whirled around to face her. Their eyes locked, and she lost her breath. The raw, undiluted power pouring from Lilith made her want to kneel even though she had not been given the order. It pounded through her blood, making her skin sing. She knew that the Malebranche could feel it, too, because she heard them shifting behind her, recoiling from the invisible force. But even as Lilith threatened to overwhelm her, she was not afraid. She trusted her above everything else.
“Kneel,” Lilith said, raising her voice so that the demons behind them could hear.
Reluctant to leave Lilith’s protective embrace, or even to part their skin, Eva took a cautious step back on shaking legs. She felt a loss deep in the pit of her stomach when Lilith released her, but the pinpricks where her claws had dug a little too deep remained, and she relished their sting. Her heavy heartbeat pounded in her ears, in her throat, in her palms, and she could not tell where her arousal ended and Lilith’s thrall began.
It was almost a relief to drop to her knees. In another few moments, her legs would have failed her anyway. Eyes burned into the back of her head, and her gaze flashed to the left, just far enough to catch a glimpse of their audience. Grace O’Malley was still trapped against the ground with the points of a trident digging into her back and a hook over her legs. Lady Godiva knelt at Calcabrina’s feet, and the demon observed them with obvious interest, toying with the handle of her whip. Malacoda’s face still dripped blood, but his eyes were fixed on them as well. Eva did not care that he was watching. She couldn’t care. Lilith’s presence overwhelmed everything else, and it was the only thing that mattered.
Lilith’s hand curled around the back of her neck, squeezing just hard enough to let her feel the sharp clawpoints. “Undo my pants.” Her voice was a deep, throaty caress that slid over Eva’s skin and curled into her ears like endlessly twisting layers of music. Each syllable was a stab of desire. “You’re going to show them how eager you are for my cock.” She nodded, praying that Lilith would reward her with a touch, a word, anything. But Lilith was not satisfied with a nonverbal answer. “So those pigs can hear,” she snapped. The music became harsh, and Eva felt the sting like a physical lash.
“Yes, Mistress,” she said, hoping the response would be enough.
“Good girl.” Lilith caught a strand of her hair, running it through her claws in an obvious sign of approval. It sent a surge of liquid heat through every inch of her body, and her hands shook as she hurried to undo the front of Lilith’s pants. It took a few tries to flick open the button and tear the zipper down with her trembling, clumsy fingers, but once she finished, she looked up again for guidance. Lilith’s hand reached down to cover hers, drawing it up between her legs and guiding it to her clit. “Get me ready to fuck you.”
Eva rubbed over the slick bud until it began to push out, thickening and lengthening beneath her fingers. She wrapped her hand around the swelling shaft, pumping it with slow strokes until her fist could barely circle the wide base. Its ridges pulsed against her palm, and a drop of wetness beaded at the blunt head. Unable to resist, she dipped forward and kissed the sensitive slit. Lilith’s familiar flavor spread over her lips, and a soft sound broke in her throat. It was the sweetest thing she had ever tasted, and she craved more.
But that brief taste was not enough, and she sealed her mouth around the swollen tip, groaning as Lilith eased past her lips. She slid up and down the firm length, stroking the ridges at the bottom with her tongue, but something kept drawing her back to the small dip at the very top of Lilith’s cock. When her devoted attention
caused a second shudder of heat to spill out, an answering heat rose between her legs.
Lilith groaned above her, but did not look down. Instead, she stared directly at Malacoda, and when Eva risked glancing up at her, she noticed that her narrowed eyes were swirling with unending light. “You see why I don’t want to share this one. She does this whenever she gets the chance.” Malacoda grunted with a mixture of jealousy and arousal, envy twisting his blunt features, but he did not speak.
Eva ignored him. She was a mess of emotions, veering wildly between embarrassment and nearly painful desire. Her clit rubbed against the seam of her pants, already swollen to the point of discomfort, and she had not even made Lilith come yet. She blinked the fog from her eyes and stared up along Lilith’s stomach. The muscles in her abdomen were pulled tight with the need to thrust, but she held back, and Eva whimpered around the shaft stretching her jaw. All she wanted, all she could think about was how blissful it would feel when Lilith finally began moving.
She released Lilith’s cock and pulled back just enough to whisper a soft, desperate “Please.”
At last, Lilith’s hips jerked forward, and it was the only warning Eva got before the feeding began. It burned, scored, and stripped her raw, nearly making her pull her mouth away and scream as she writhed in ecstasy. Before, Lilith had simply drawn from her emotions. This time, she devoured them, replacing them with her own lust, her own will. “You like this, don’t you?” Lilith said in a low purr as she fed. “On your knees with your lips wrapped around my cock, performing for an audience.”
Eva had been so focused on Lilith that she had nearly forgotten about the Malebranche, but she saw movement at the corners of her vision as the demons formed a circle around them. It was almost as if Lilith’s voice had called them forward. There were a few low laughs and grunts of approval, and she shifted on her heels, trying to ignore the throbbing between her legs. Lilith tugged at her hair, refocusing her attention. “Keep going. You haven’t finished yet.”
She dipped forward, taking Lilith back into her mouth almost desperately. Everything that was Lilith clouded her mind, invading her senses. She knew that Lilith was manipulating her, forcing her to enjoy being degraded in front of Malacoda and his horde of demons, but she was too aroused to care. Lilith drank in her desire, pulling the thread between them so tight that it threatened to snap and send her reeling. “That’s it. Make me come.”
A sob broke in Eva’s chest, and she squeezed her fingers harder around the base of Lilith’s cock, pushing her lips down as far as they would go. The shaft twitched in her hand, and a burst of sweet silk shot from the head, spilling over into her mouth. The first rush hit the back of her throat, and she swallowed as much as she could, but the flood came too fast, and some of it seeped out around her lips. Her lungs burned for breath, and a few tears leaked from her eyes as grasping, invisible fingers took all of her arousal and humiliation.
Just when Eva thought that the feeding might drag her over the edge as well, Lilith slid out of her mouth, leaving her gasping in confusion. She looked up, and her inner muscles rippled with want when she saw Lilith’s hand replace hers. It folded just beneath the twitching head, and another spurt of wetness shot from the tip, splashing across one of her flushed cheeks. The stamp of ownership made the circle around them come alive with noise again, but she mouthed Lilith’s name soundlessly, tilting her chin up as heat slid down the side of her face and past her jaw.
The musical voice that owned her spoke again, and an unbearable pressure coiled within her. “Who do you belong to?”
“You.” Eva did not remember choosing to answer, but the word brought a surge of need with it. The ache between her legs became sweet, sharp pulses, and she pushed her hips forward as her inner walls squeezed around nothing.
“On your back,” Lilith ordered. “I need to be in you.” Eva did not even consider disobeying. She tugged at her zipper, pulled her pants down over her knees, and kicked them aside along with her shoes. She barely noticed when the demons laughed at her eagerness, but Lilith did, and she glared at them with burning white eyes. “This is mine,” she snarled, revealing the points of her teeth as she dropped to the ground. Lilith’s hand cupped between her legs, and she let out a high-pitched cry when one of her claws passed over her clit. “Do you still need me to prove it to you?”
Malacoda folded his arms over his chest. “Go ahead, First One. Show us how much better you are than the rest of us.”
A smirk twisted Lilith’s lips, and she stared deliberately between Malacoda’s legs. Reluctantly, Eva followed her gaze. The outline of his erection was straining against the front of his pants, and this time, her shudder was one of disgust. “That shouldn’t be too hard. She likes to be stretched.” The emphasis of the word was just insulting enough to make more smoke pour from Malacoda’s nose. A few of the other demons laughed, but his glare silenced them.
Eva’s breathing shook as Lilith’s hands scraped up along her thighs, grabbing her ankles and hauling them up over her broad shoulders. The underside of Lilith’s cock ran between her outer lips, and her muscles jumped as she coated the glistening shaft with even more wetness. “Please…” Hot tears threatened to leak from her eyes, and she mouthed the word soundlessly, hoping that Lilith would take pity on her.
“Louder.”
The head passed over Eva’s clit, and she whimpered, desperate to have it inside her. “Please,” she begged, not caring how loud her voice sounded or who was listening. “Fuck m-”
Lilith did not even give her a chance to finish. There was a blissful tearing between her legs, and the entire length of Lilith’s cock forced its way inside of her with one thrust. Eva screamed. She was wet enough for Lilith’s shaft to sink in all the way to the base, but the thickness was splitting her apart. Her inner walls fluttered at the new fullness, and when Lilith began thrusting, Eva felt every brutal inch stretch her open. She threw her arms out, desperate to grab on to something, but her nails only clawed at the solid rock beneath her.
“I told you she was mine. Is this proof enough for you? Or should I make her say it again?” Lilith grabbed onto her hips, pulling her into each thrust, careless of any bruises or scratches she might leave behind.
Eva tried to rock forward, desperate to take her deeper. Lilith felt incredible inside of her, and the ridges dragged over the perfect spot every time she pulled out. “I’m yours,” she sobbed without being asked.
“You can do better,” Lilith grunted, leaving narrow red trails along the her flesh as her claws curled tighter. They seared like tongues of fire, but the pain was beautiful. Eva threw her head back, arching her spine and writhing over the ground as Lilith continued pumping into her. Her clit ached, but she could not find the right angle to grind it against the base of the shaft. “Show them how you beg me to come.”
Eva barely found breath enough to speak, but somehow, she managed a strangled “Please!” She felt Lilith’s cock slide halfway out of her before thrusting back in, but it was not enough. She needed more. “I need release.”
“Keep trying.”
Eva screamed as Lilith’s power raked over her in a blaze, stripping her bare and devouring her whole. Suddenly, it didn’t matter what she wanted. Lilith’s desire was everything. The only thing. “Use me,” she begged, staring up into Lilith’s eyes and losing herself in them. “However you want. I’ll give you anything. Everything.” Those words made Lilith thrust even faster, and one of the hands at her hip slid down between her legs, searching for her clit.
Eva stiffened. The hood of her clit had already pulled itself back, revealing the sensitive tip as Lilith rubbed over it firm circles. She no longer noticed the demons, or her friends. All she cared about, all she knew was the bliss of Lilith’s feeding and the burn of Lilith’s cock stretching her open with each thrust. It was almost unbearable. “See this body?” she heard Lilith say above her. “It’s mine. She’s mine. And I’m go
ing to prove it to you.” Lilith’s claws seized her chin, sliding through the mess covering her cheek as she yanked her up onto her elbows. “Beg for me to claim you.”
At first, Eva did not realize what Lilith meant. She was lost in Lilith’s touch, her pounding thrusts, her unrelenting possessiveness. Lilith had found the perfect angle in this new position, and the head caught against her front wall over and over again. She was desperate to feel Lilith’s flesh under her hands, but since she was supporting her own weight on her arms and her heels were still on Lilith’s shoulders, she could not reach out to touch her. “I want you to come.”
Lilith pulled back, sliding out of her on a tide of wetness, and a crippling loss pierced her stomach. She wanted to plead, to beg for Lilith to push back inside of her, but the words would not come. Instead, she trembled as sharp claws raked down her front, leaving more red lines over her flesh as they tore through the last shreds of her shirt. Lilith fed from the slight pain, replacing it with an endless ribbon of pleasure, and Eva prayed that Lilith’s hands would find her breasts. Instead, Lilith wrapped a fist around her cock again. “Come where? I want them to hear you say it.”
Eva’s eyes stung with tears, but they were tears of desperation, not embarrassment. “Anywhere you want.”
Lilith froze, her eyes swallowed up in light. “Then take it.”
Eva cried out as the first shock of wetness shot across her breasts, and she fell over into a tearful, sympathetic release of her own as more warmth flew from the tip and slid over her stomach. The stiff points of her nipples strained against the empty air, and her clit throbbed with each dizzying pulse that Lilith pulled from her. She groaned as the underside of Lilith’s shaft dragged between her legs again, but it only brought more need instead of relief.
She was still desperate when Lilith lowered her feet to the ground and yanked her thighs apart, revealing her to the cold air. Several pairs of glowing eyes stared at her, drinking in her naked, exposed flesh, and the only thing that kept her aroused instead of terrified was Lilith’s shape looming over her and the force of her will. She trusted Lilith. Through everything else, the feeding and the lust, she knew that her lover would protect her. Nothing could shake her faith.