by Lacey Savage
Worst of all, women still disappeared. Drunk on his own power, the demon gloated by showing Luke everything he did to his victims before giving them the eternal release of death. If Luke helped, the demon promised, he wouldn’t have to share their experience. He’d never know what happened. He could fool himself into thinking the women were safe.
Luke declined the demon’s not-so-generous offer. Not knowing what else to do, he had even offered the demon his own life in return for theirs.
To no avail. The creature delighted in Luke’s grief as much as it delighted in having those women.
Well, no more. After months of searching for a way to break the covenant, this was Luke’s chance to make things right. Heidi, so sweet and innocent, so utterly breathtaking as she squirmed and wriggled beneath him, was his salvation. His redemption. He’d never let anyone else pay for the cost of his powers again.
“Open up to me, sweetheart. Let me show you what you’ve been missing.”
His heart fluttered as she groaned, her hips sliding on the velvet lining. He trailed his ghostly lips softly over her cheek and forehead, murmuring words meant to soothe and comfort.
Slowly, Heidi’s thighs relaxed. Luke positioned his cock at the tip of her moist entrance. The flesh between her legs was soft and yielding, her folds parting for him as he nudged the length of his rod forward into her welcoming heat.
“I wish…” she whispered softly as she parted her legs on either side of him.
“Yes?” A drop of semen leaked from the slit of his cock. He felt it drip down his shaft, moistening his skin further, preparing his rod for her.
“Never mind. It’s stupid.” A tremor ran through her. Luke felt it flow through him, too, making him shudder with barely contained lust.
From somewhere deep in the underworld, the demon roared its displeasure at being kept waiting. Luke felt its anger, its fury, sliding down his spine. Now that the demon had discovered it had been robbed of its chosen prey, it wouldn’t be long until it found them.
Luke’s muscles stiffened and he gripped Heidi’s hips, pulling her forward. He was out of time. If she didn’t let him do this, the demon would win again, and God, he didn’t think he could handle that.
If they lived through this, he wanted Heidi to remember the way he felt inside her with a smile on her face. He yearned to make this the most pleasurable experience of her life, despite the unorthodox circumstances and the threat of certain death looming over them. “What is it? Tell me,” he urged her as his dick began its unstoppable journey toward her virgin cunt.
She hesitated, then rocked her hips upward as he entered her in one long, hard thrust. The impossible tightness of her inner muscles adjusted to his length and gripped him fiercely, milking all his self-control.
Luke gritted his teeth and plunged deeper. Heidi’s muscles stiffened. She drew up her knees and jolted her hips, then yelped with shock as he broke through the fragile barrier that protected her innocence.
“I wish I could have seen your eyes when you did that,” she whispered hoarsely, and something broke deep in Luke’s heart, something he hadn’t even known existed.
“Heidi.” The word was raw, savage, possessive.
He willed his body back to normal, to solid mass. Heidi gasped under his weight, but he gave her no time to adjust to the added pressure. Instead, he thrust his tongue between her lips and felt her open to him. He kissed her fiercely, passionately, imprinting her scent and flavor on his senses as he clung to her soft, pliant form with the desperation of a dying man.
Chapter Five
There was no room left in Heidi for fear or shame, for uncertainty or restraint. She’d wanted Luke desperately, and now she had him. He was there, and he was real -- hard and masculine, unmistakably hers.
The musky aroma of her juices imbued the small area of the casket with the raw perfume of sex, and it only served to drive her wanton body to thrust harder against Luke’s cock, to take everything he was offering and crave more; always more.
“Tell me you like this,” Luke said, but there was no demand in his voice. Only instinctive need and the slightest hint of desperation.
“I love it.” She wrapped her good arm around him, tightening the grip of her thigh muscles around his waist and pulling him closer. Given the chance, she’d love more than this moment. She’d love him. The man she’d so easily given her body to could have her heart if he wanted it.
Thankfully, she didn’t have much time to think about how foolish and naïve that sounded. She might have been a virgin before tonight, but she hadn’t been born yesterday. She knew how the world worked, and it wasn’t a pretty place full of flowers and sunshine. It was dark and dangerous, much like this casket and her predicament.
She sobbed for breath, her inner muscles squeezing and fluttering, knowing she was only a heartbeat away from climax. Luke’s ragged breathing matched hers, his chest heaving, sweat slicking his face. She ran her fingertips over his body, grateful and incredibly aroused to realize he was fully naked on top of her still clothed form.
He’d only bothered to push her panties off to the side, and the friction of the material bunching between the crease of her thigh and her pussy added to the pleasure/pain of the experience.
“Don’t stop,” she murmured hoarsely. “Don’t ever, ever stop.”
He chuckled, but the sound was strangled, as though he had to fight to allow himself even that much. Heidi wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his mouth down to hers, losing herself in his masculine flavor as her orgasm stirred and broke free. It started in the depths of her pussy and grew outward, tightening her nipples, leaving in its wake a burst of shattering heat that singed her nerve endings and made her scream her pleasure to the night.
Luke’s thrusts were savage now, and he found his release just as hers began to ebb. He growled deeply, his fingers tightening their hold on her, his tongue insistent and demanding inside her mouth.
And then, the lid of the casket flew open and Luke’s body was torn savagely from hers. She didn’t even have time to catch her breath before the loss of his body heat and his comforting weight were ripped away, leaving her aching and empty.
For a moment, her brain couldn’t comprehend what was happening. Luke’s body hung limply a few feet in the air, in the harsh grip of black, scorched claws that dug into his skin, leaving red imprints on his sleek, lean flesh.
A creature bigger than any she’d ever seen held her lover in its grip. Its red skin glowed with an unnatural light, casting its eerie sheen over everything and nothing at all. There was no stage, as she’d expected, no audience. Just a never ending blast of darkness and the terrible visage of a monster.
Saliva dripped from sharp fangs. A snout twisted upward in an angry snarl, and red, glowing eyes bore into hers with a viciousness that made her heart pound incessantly against her ribcage. It reeked of evil, its pungent odor threatening to gag her.
“What have you done, stupid pet?” the creature bellowed, its voice stinging Heidi’s ear drums. “You’ve taken my play thing and ruined her! We had an agreement! She was to be mine, all mine to do with as I wish.”
The beast sounded petulant, like a spoiled child who’d been denied his favorite treat. It squeezed Luke’s body, tightening its claws around his middle.
Heidi screamed.
“I saved her,” Luke whispered, his eyes glistening with unshed tears and so much regret, it took Heidi’s breath away.
Her stomach tightened into knots and she gritted her teeth, knowing that anything she might say would likely cause the beast to snap Luke in half like a twig and discard his body in the waiting casket.
Suddenly, as quickly as the creature had appeared, it vanished in a swirl of black smoke that slid down Heidi’s throat and choked her. She gasped and wheezed, fighting for breath. Tears flowed freely down her cheeks and she closed her eyes against the onslaught of crushing defeat.
“Oh my God! Someone get a doctor!”
Voices swarme
d around her, much too loud. Their insistent chattering drove spears into Heidi’s head as people pelted her with incessant questions. “What happened? Are you all right? Where is Luke? Where did you go? When you didn’t come back, we didn’t know what to think…”
Heidi held up a hand to silence them. To her surprise, it worked. Blessed quiet descended around her long enough for her to make sense of her jumbled thoughts.
Understanding, sudden and fierce, hit her like a bolt of lightening. In a flash, the events that had seemed so far removed from her normal life began to make sense. She realized that there’d always been a method to Luke’s madness, a plan that went deeper than deflowering her, deeper even than fucking her, possessing her.
She understood his sacrifice. And she loved him for it.
“Luke’s gone,” Heidi said, sitting up.
She could only fathom how she must look to those gathered around her, skirt bunched around her waist, thighs slicked with cum and blood. The thought of her disheveled state was absurdly satisfying.
It was as though Luke had awakened something in her she hadn’t known herself capable of. Determination, courage, valor. Whatever it was, she never wanted to let it go again.
She looked up, meeting Bianca’s baffled and concerned gaze. “What has he done to you?” her sister asked gently, grabbing Heidi’s hand.
“He saved me.” Heidi did her best to smile and swallow past the lump in her throat. “And now it’s my turn.”
The End… For Now
Lacey Savage
Lacey Savage began her love affair with romance at an early age. In high school, she checked out steamy romance novels from the public library and would often be found reading them in the middle of class. Lacey still reads more than she cares to admit, and probably more than her husband would like, considering how many books she keeps bringing into the house. Her favorite genres have always been erotica, romance, fantasy, science fiction and mystery, so she tries to incorporate a little of each into her writing. She initially majored in Marketing, then went back to school to major in English Literature. After earning her degrees, she decided to turn her efforts to her true passion: writing. A hopeless romantic, Lacey loves writing about the intimate, sensual side of relationships. She currently resides in Ottawa, Canada, with her loving husband and their mischievous cat. You can learn more about Lacey by visiting her website at http://www.laceysavage.com, and can reach her at [email protected]