Page 85 of Protected in Darkness
As she approached, Perfidious gave ample attention to the delicious swells of her breasts even as he fantasized about the blonde he craved more than air.
“I’m glad to see you’ve shucked the outdated skin,” he told her, thinking about the former blond cheerleader Seraphina had been sporting the last time he’d seen her.
Seraphina cupped her breasts. “The human finds it quite impressive. You like?”
“It suits you better.”
Her smile was devious. “I found this one downtown at this seedy little place. Much more to my standards.”
Seraphina and seedy did seem to go hand in hand.
As they chatted, several men strolled by, their eyes eagerly caressing her as though they stood half a chance.
“Why are you here?” Perfidious asked, dragging his gaze away from her to resume his search for Asmia.
“I got tired of waiting for you,” Seraphina crooned, stepping into his personal space, her hand sliding around his neck, blood-red nails scraping sensually against his skin.
He probably should’ve pushed her away, put the demon in her place, but he didn’t. There was something about this creature that seduced him, brought him to his knees. And she was right, he had missed her. Despite the fact he’d been in town for a couple of days, he’d yet to make contact with her. He should’ve known she would seek him out.
Seraphina’s hand eased between his legs, cupping him intimately. “I’ve certainly missed you.”
Yes, he knew she had.
But it wasn’t her Perfidious was thinking about as his cock thickened, the ache reigniting from his previous encounter with Asmia. He would partake of what the demon offered, of course, but in his mind, he was definitely indulging in something he wanted far more.
“Would you like me to take care of this for you?” Her fingers dipped into the waistband of his slacks.
Before she could go to her knees in the hotel lobby, Perfidious gripped the demon’s wrist and led her toward the casino floor. As usual, Seraphina didn’t ask questions. She simply moved, drawing the eye of every human they passed.
He followed the path designed on the gaudy carpet, stopping at a recession in the wall. Had it not been for the fact that Asmia was possibly in the hotel, Perfidious wouldn’t have given two shits who saw them. However, he figured a bit of discretion wouldn’t hurt in this case.
Once partially concealed, he slammed Seraphina against the wall and crushed his mouth to hers. That viper-like tongue thrust into his mouth, but it was the sounds resonating in his head that had his cock rock hard and aching. Asmia’s delicious moans, those soft pleas. They were so vivid, if he kept his eyes closed, Perfidious could almost see her offering herself up to him, accepting what he so eagerly wanted to give her.
“Why are you here?” he asked Seraphina again even as he freed his throbbing shaft from his slacks before hiking the demon’s leg up over his forearm and guiding himself into the scorching heat of her body.
He grunted as pleasure assaulted him from all angles.
“I figured you’d be here,” she rasped. “And I’ve got some news. But it’ll cost you.”
Of course it would. The demon preferred the coy seduction. Always had, always would.
“What do you think you deserve?” he taunted.
“One orgasm,” she moaned softly. “And you better make it good.”
With his hand on her throat, Perfidious forced her head back, refusing to look in her eyes. She was merely supplying the vessel to sate his lust. She certainly wasn’t the one he was fucking.
Seraphina fought him as she usually did, having a taste for rough, brutal sex, biting his finger as he drove into her roughly.
Though not completely out in the open, they were visible to anyone who took the time to look their way. Perfidious wasn’t worried about the humans seeing them. Should one be daring enough to interfere, he’d simply absolve them of their soul.
“Harder, Perf,” Seraphina hissed. “Fill me up.”
Pulling out of her, he spun her around, gripped her hips, and slammed into her from behind. Seraphina adjusted so that she was bent over, that tight red dress hiked up to her waist as he pounded into her. In his mind’s eye, Perfidious saw Asmia, his hands gripping that luscious ass as he drove them both to an explosive orgasm.
“Fuck yes!” Seraphina shouted, no doubt hoping one of the humans would come looking.
His full attention was on the tight clasp of her sex as he drove as deep as he could. The thought of Asmia’s soft body taking every inch of him triggered his release. He came, jerking and pulsing inside the demon, though it was Asmia’s body he filled in his fantasy.
