One Night for Peace

Antiel laughed, and ran his finger from her neck straight back down to her dripping pussy. "I'm glad to hear that. Now, I was in the middle of something."

He dropped between her legs and with no warning forced his tongue deep inside her. With nothing to bite against a scream ripped through her throat as his wiggling tongue found the rough pleasure spot against her inner walls. The intruding prongs stroked against it in alternating rhythm while his nose rubbed her clit from above. Leianna's screams turned to desperate gasps as her chest heaved, her body tightening and tensing.

He was relentless, licking and nibbling and kissing. His tongue pulled from her only to plunge back inside until he was fucking her with the inhuman length. Leianna felt as though she was burning from within, pleasure piling higher and higher beyond anything she could comprehend. Her thighs clamped around his head and she squealed as her vision burned white as climax came crashing over her.

Even as she thought she might die from the overwhelming bliss he didn't stop. Antiel licked and sucked at her pussy, pausing just long enough for her to catch her breath before ramming back inside her and forcing her orgasm upwards. It seemed like an eternity, spiraling higher and higher until she was no longer sure she was even still in her physical form.

Her entire body quaked and shuddered as she slowly crested her climax and drifted back into reality. She collapsed against the plush rugs around her, desperately taking in shaky, shallow breaths.

Foggy from her orgasm but no longer desperate with need, the aura of his musk seemed to lift. Slowly fragments of her thought began to return to her. She felt a wave of shame wash over her as she watched him pull his lengthy tongue from within her so it could disappear back inside his mouth.

This was it. He was going to fuck her now. To use her as she'd expected him to. She closed her eyes, gritting her teeth as she braced for him to enter her.

"Roll over." His voice was sharp, no longer disguised behind a pretty request. This was a command.

Confused, Leianna complied struggling to turn herself over with her arms bound uselessly above her head. She had to worm and wiggle, twisting sharply and using her knees to get herself turned around. Soon she was laying flat, breasts pressed into the ground.

He growled exasperatedly, smacking her rear. "Up on your knees. Ass in the air, head on the ground."

She did as he asked quickly for fear that any hesitation would be considered noncompliance. She was already tied up; she didn't want to know what further perceived disobedience would bring her. Braced on her forearms she lowered herself so her forehead kissed the ground. It was like some lewd posture of prayer.

Leianna was afraid to lift her head, meaning she couldn't see what was happening behind her. Forced to rely on his breath and the sounds of him shifting she pieced together an idea of what he was doing. She felt his hands caress the curve of her little ass, travel up her back following the sharp contour of her arched spine. He reached around front and pinched at her nipples, her pert breasts dangling below her.

She couldn't feel his thighs or... it... against her though, and gasped when he withdrew his arms. Without any contact she couldn't locate him, couldn't predict what he would do next and it was unnerving.

His breath ran warm against her exposed pussy again, her arched back putting it so neatly on display. She whimpered at the memory of her recent orgasm, flushing as his tongue flickered over her sticky sex. But it didn't stay for long, traveling up past her clit, trailing over her hole and flickering at the taught skin separating her sex from her asshole. And he didn't seem to plan to stop.

"Don't!" she snapped, feeling his tongue flit right around the edge of the forbidden little hole. Leianna turned as best as she could, twisting so she could see him even with her arms locked in place. "Not there!"

He leaned back, head cocked. "Really? You want to call it off over a little ass licking? All you have to do is relax and enjoy it, but if you really want to stop..."

Enjoy it? There was no way she could ever enjoy something so perverse! But, stars, she couldn't end this! Her people needed her to protect them. "I'm sorry. No, I'm not trying to call it off. I just didn't expect this."

Antiel laughed. "Really? Well are you sure? I would hate to break our bargain. I'd better not continue unless I know you really want me to."

Her head collapsed back to the floor with a heavy sigh. "Do what you want."

"What I want? Well how am I to know that you know what I want? If you don't tell me what to do, I might be doing something that upsets you. And we wouldn't want that. You'd better ask me for it, just in case." His tone was slow and deliberately clear, speaking to her as if she were a simpleton. Carefully mocking her.

Humiliated, Leianna muttered into the plush rugs, "Lick me."

The demon wasn't done with her though. "Lick you? Where? And are you sure you really want me to? I can stop if that's what you really want. You don't sound all that enthusiastic, maybe we'd better just-"

"Please," she whispered through gritted teeth. "Please, will you lick my ass?"

"Mmm, if that's what you really want..." he chuckled, wrapping his hands tight around her thighs and pulling her rump closer to him. His claws disappeared as his fangs had. He reached below her, his now soft fingers found her wet pussy and dipped his thumb in for lubrication before slowly rolling it around her clit.

She felt his tongue flutter against her taint again, and it worked its way up, sliding around the rim of her tight hole.

It was an... odd sensation. It was wet, and rough, and somehow smooth. It was a completely different sensation from anything she'd felt before. Her body jumped as he pressed his fingers harder against her sensitive little clit, pushing her closer against him. He took it as encouragement, and his lashing became more fervent. His tongue spiraled and swirled around her rosebud, striking and creating feelings she didn't even know were possible.

Leianna became aware that she was moaning, soft desperate little coos muffled by the rugs pressed against her face.

Two of his fingers plunged into her pussy and joined his thumb in stimulation. He rocked in and out, twirling around her delicate bud as his fingers stroked against her inner pleasure spot. His tongue continued to circle her asshole, each side of his tongue flicking against a different spot.

Her moans grew louder and her hips began to rock eagerly in time with his thrusting fingers.

The two prongs of his tongue twirled together, bringing it to a pointed end. His licks turned into slow thrusts, gently pressing his tongue deeper. He paused, allowing her to gasp shaky breaths before pressing into her asshole a little harder.

Her arms collapsed and she fell onto her face, no longer able to hold herself up. Her world centered around everything he was doing to her. His fingers, his tongue, they were the extent of her existence.

He worked her clit, rubbing his big fingers inside her while his long slender tongue started to flit around inside her tight ass before pulling back out. He fucked her in both holes, triggering pleasure after pleasure. Her moans turned to shaking pleas, begging for him to fuck her harder and deeper and more.

And with a low scream, her lungs feeling like they were deflating, Leianna came again. It was a long slow climax, building up momentum even as it started. She felt so empty even with his fingers buried inside her and for the first time in her life understood why a woman might want to get fucked; perhaps even beg to be fucked. Antiel held still and her pleasure dropped in a low decrescendo while her breath came back to her in halting, shaky gasps.

His tongue rammed back into her. Leianna screamed as another orgasm ripped through her before her body had time to prepare for it. Her legs collapsed under her and she was kept up only by Antiel's fingers insistently pounding into her begging pussy. He tongue fucked her tight ass, sawing in and out of her, each tiny movement unearthing a hundred different sensations. Cascading and building and lifting her higher and higher. Her voice felt raw from screaming and she thought she might rip her arms from their sockets as her body tensed so much. Pleasure turned into pain which circled back into pleasure. She couldn't take much more of it but at the same time she thought she might die if he stopped.

Her pleasure spiraled upward, until her throat contracted and she could no longer even scream. And with a shudder, she collapsed back to the ground, unconscious.

*****

She was moving? No, that wasn't right. Her body felt incorporeal, like mist. Had she accidentally abandoned her mortal form? Leianna didn't think so. She didn't think she could be so completely exhausted without a body.

Her eyes barely cracked open and she caught the sight of Antiel untying her before feeling his arms wrap around her and effortlessly scoop her up. His dark gray skin was warm against her, and unable to hold herself up she cuddled up against him. She allowed the demon to cradle her and drifted away again.

*****

There were voices? People talking and laughing. Who was there? She recognized Antiel's voice, the other two were women. She couldn't focus well enough, their conversation drifted in and out. "-our last night here. So have fun."

"But master! ...want to ...why can't we?"

She heard squeals of pleasure. "Aw, you're no fun!"

"A deal's a deal... go play."

*****

Rough hands exploring her body. Hard kisses against her neck, her shoulders. Nibbling bites on her ears. Her body quaked as she was brought to another small climax, reassuring her that her body was in fact real. Then she faded out again.

*****

When she finally came to Leianna's body felt like lead, heavy and useless. She opened her eyes, brows furrowing in confusion as she tried to identify her surroundings. She had definitely never been in this room before. The room itself was filthy, the walls tainted with mold and grime. But all the furnishings, the rich velvet curtains and the enormous tapestry bed she was laying in, were all exquisite. Sluggishly she pushed herself up onto her elbows, every muscle in her body crying out against the movement.

Slowly the night started coming back to her. She had made a deal with a demon. But the last thing she could remember was his warm mouth on her backside and from there everything was fuzzy.

She pulled the satin sheets tight around her naked form and slowly sat upright. The room was empty. Did that mean it was morning? Had he continued while she was sleeping? Stars! That would be embarrassing, but at least she would not have had to endure it.

The door creaked open and she jumped, not relaxing even marginally when she saw it was Antiel. "Good morning," he purred, oozing across the room to wrap his arms around her. She shook him off, unwilling to let him and his dizzying aura too close to her.

"It's morning? It's done?" Thank the moon, she could be done with this and try to put it behind her.

"Oh dear, no. That's only an expression you know." He stood, walking to the window and pulling back the thick curtains. The night was still dark, the moon high in the sky. "You oughtn't take things so literally." Antiel smirked, prowling back over to her. "No, my sweet, you're still mine for another few hours."

She deflated, what little fight she had flooding out of her. The bastard enjoyed her torment. He'd been teasing and toying with her from the start, and once again she had let him get the better of her, allowing him to rip hope away from her. There was nothing she could do, he had won. "Fine. What now?"

"Don't look so put out! You could upset a man, make him feel undesirable." Antiel wrapped his arms around the petite goddess, pulling her tight to his chest. His scent soaked into her, filling her head with vivid reminders of the pleasure he had just given her.

Stars, his skin was hot. Blazing hot and every part of her that touched him seemed to catch fire, burning with need. Her blood was pulsing and churning, fueling an itch that grew from deep within her.

No! She had her mind back, she couldn't lose it to him again. Leianna struggled to keep her head, not to lose herself to the passion that had consumed her so completely.

Antiel's voice reached out to her through the fog. "But, since you asked," he said, his gaze fell to the bulge between his legs.

She found herself licking her lips and shook her head, jerking herself from her daze. No! She was in control. She would do this, but she did not have to enjoy it. She had been lucky so far and the demon's sexual organ had remained out of things. But Leianna had known she would have to deal with it at one point, and it seemed she no longer had a choice.

Reluctantly she started to reach for the drawstring of his soft pants, pulling it loose so they fell down past his hips, snagging on his already stiff erection. Gulping back fear, for surely that was what the burning in her stomach was, she gave the pants a gentle tug and his cock pulled free.

She couldn't help but give a sigh of relief. It wasn't anywhere near as large as she'd thought it would be and was far less threatening than she'd expected. Its skin was the same dark gray as the rest of him and it was slightly bulbous, with hard little bumps along the shaft. But his size was unremarkable, and she suddenly felt a bit more confident in her ability to survive the encounter.

Antiel chuckled at her reaction. "Interesting. Most women are disappointed rather than relieved at the start." He leaned back against the bed, propping his horned head on his arms. "Begin, and if you do well, perhaps this will be easier for you than you'd expected."

Leianna had no idea what he meant, but climbed onto the bed beside him, unsure of how to proceed. This was by no means her first time with a man, but she had always been in charge. Men had always felt blessed, literally, to lay with a goddess. She had never been treated like a servant before.

She reached out with a timid hand, wrapping her delicate fingers around his width. As his flesh made contact with hers, she felt his aura burn a little stronger, and no longer had any desire to pull away.

Her hand gently rubbed up and down his shaft, feeling the hard little bumps against her fingers with each pull.

"Your mouth," he said simply, unimpressed by her dry fondling.

Leianna's eyes widened in alarm, but she moved to do as directed. She tucked strands of her golden hair behind her ears and bent over his erection. She had never done this before, she was a goddess after all! Her mouth was not intended for such vile things, and she felt shame burn through her as she debased herself before the demon.

Her pink pouting lips wrapped around the very tip of his head in a soft kiss. A drop of liquid beaded at the tip and as it washed onto her tongue her mind soared. Her lips were burning and she needed more of him inside her. Leianna began to lower her head down, desperately trying to wrap more of her mouth around him. Her teeth scraped against one of the rough nubs as it pressed deeper into her.

He hissed in annoyance, yanking her up with a fistful of her golden hair. She hung in the air; her lips still wrapped around the very head of his cock and whimpered an apology. "This is your only warning," he snarled as he pushed her head back lower.

That was no good. She had to please him, she had to do better. Timid, Leianna did not try to dive back down, afraid of repeating her error. Instead her tongue swirled around his cock, exploring the reactions different spots incited. She found when she flickered her tongue at the little space where his head met his shaft he moaned.

The sound of his pleasure made her pussy swell and she found had to have more of him. Slowly she started to bob her head again, pushing herself to keep her mouth stretched open enough to keep from biting at him. Her throat rumbled out a satisfied moan, and Antiel groaned in pleasure as the sound vibrated through his cock. Eager again she kept sucking, licking and slowly lowering around him.

Finally she managed to take in his modest length entirely with his cock head resting toward the back of her mouth. Her rocking continued, but her saliva had been pooling up in her mouth and finally started to spill through her lips, dripping onto his stomach. Mortified by the mess she withdrew.

Antiel hissed as the cold air rushed over his hard cock and wrapped his fists through her hair again. No longer gentle, he pushed her back down, growling in displeasure. "You had your warning."

Leianna whined, but she honestly couldn't tell if it was from the pain at her scalp or if it was from his displeasure. She needed to prove to him she could do this. She had to make him happy. His pleasure was what mattered.

Mouth wrapped around his cock she started to bob up and down, and with each thrust his erection seemed to swell larger. He grinned as she looked up at him in fear, her jaw aching as she attempted to accommodate for his rapidly increasing size.

"Mmmm," he purred while looking down at the pretty little goddess sucking him so pathetically. "Demons can change shape at will, you know that. I was going to take it easy on you, but since you've been nothing but difficult so far, I don't think you deserve that."

Desperate to appease him, she eagerly began taking him in as deep as she could. His cock had grown to the exact size that she was capable of fitting within her mouth, and mercifully, the hard ridges and nubs had withdrawn leaving his erection smooth inside her mouth. Her dripping saliva had made it easier, and now slick with her fluids she slid up and down his cock much easier than before.

Her pussy ached and she wished she could reach down and play with herself, dip her fingers into herself and bring herself to a slow gentle completion. Antiel's touch lit up a fire within her, and even the multiple orgasms from before weren't enough. She needed more.

Fueled by her own desire her thrusts became more passionate, all thoughts of wrongness wiped from her mind. He groaned, her eagerness and the knowledge that it was a goddess debasing herself before him was more than enough to make her amateur work pleasurable.

His fingers wound through her hair and he pressed her down, forcefully bucking his hips back up to reach her face. She yipped, muffled by a mouthful of cock, but adjusted her rhythm as best as she could to match his pounding.

Antiel was fucking her face, hard and fast, and felt his balls start to tighten. She could feel the base of his shaft pulse in her mouth and started to pull away. He pressed her down, ramming himself into her throat as his climax crashed over him. Sticky ropes of hot cum pooled down her throat, sliding down into the goddess's belly.

He pumped into her mouth a few more strokes, using her to coax out every last drop within him. Moaning in satisfaction his cock deflated slightly and he pulled out.

Leianna collapsed onto the bed, her eyes almost completely glassy. His cum burned through her throat, bleeding through her with an overwhelming need. She couldn't think, couldn't form an argument as to why she shouldn't do this. Her pussy was drenched, dripping onto the bed. She wasn't done. She needed more of him.

She pulled herself up onto limp arms and into the demon's lap. She kissed and licked at his neck, purring in pleasure as she pressed her sticky sex against his thigh. Antiel started, not expecting her to initiate more, but his face quickly split into his trademark grin and he wrapped his arms around her tiny frame, pulling her against his chest.