Lucifer Reborn by Dante King (the reader ebook .TXT) 📗

“Come on!” Mareth took my hand and Christina’s, leading us down the hall.

Some dorm rooms were open, a demon strumming a guitar or playing a video game. Several looked up and waved or nodded as we passed by.

I wouldn’t have minded introducing myself to some of the other students, but right now, if I didn’t fuck Mareth, the top might come right off the succubus’s head. I’d never seen anyone, human or demon, who needed it as badly as Mareth.

“Hang on a second,” I said as we reached the door. Mareth’s head turned sharply, and Christina was only barely able to restrain her. “Maddie’s in there.”

Both of my women shared a look.

“So?” Mareth asked. “You want her to join in, too?”

I kind of did, but maybe not all at once. Not before I’d had her by myself. “I don’t want to scare her,” I grunted, stilling both women into silence. “The last time she saw demons, they were trying to rip her clothes off and eat her.”

“These demons just want to rip her clothes off,” Christina purred as she gestured at herself and Mareth. “Though I wouldn’t mind eating her just a little bit…”

I rolled my eyes. “Let me go in first,” I said, holding both women back a bit from the door. “Just for a minute. I’ll calm her down, explain the two of you to her, then we can all sit down and have a chat.”

“A chat,” Mareth giggled. “Sure.” She glanced down at her wrist, as if at a non-existent watch. “You’ve got sixty seconds.”

Chapter 23

Steeling myself, I opened the door to my dorm room. This time there was no sense of dissolution, or the sudden wrenching sensation I associated with entering subspace: I just walked through the door and there I was, standing in the little living room I’d created for Maddie. I could even see Christina and Mareth in the hall—until I closed the door, that is.

Okay, Luke, I thought, rubbing my hands together. Gotta explain things fast. Those two horny demonesses are about to kick the door down…

Maddie wasn’t in the living room. As I made my way down the hall, the sound of music reached my ears. I recognized the tune—it was one of the ones I had saved on my phone, the same phone I’d given to Maddie. It mixed with the sound of water turned on full blast.

“Hello?” I asked, pausing before the bathroom door. Steam billowed from underneath the crack; I tried the knob but it was locked. “Maddie?”

She’s taking a shower, I thought, a little guiltily. Getting herself ready for my visit. She’s got no idea company’s coming—

Just then, the door opened. “Hey hey,” Mareth growled, practically pouncing on the couch. Her skirt rode all the way up her ass, showing off a generous expanse of thigh and the swell of her mound. “Dinner time, Luke.”

I jerked a thumb back at the bathroom. “Maddie’s taking a shower,” I said by way of explanation. “She doesn’t know we’re here.”

“Perfect,” the succubus purred. She reached for the buttons on her top, unfastening them one after the other. “We’ve got just enough time for a quickie…”

I glanced at the still closed door. “Where’s Christina?”

Mareth’s grin widened. “I convinced your girlfriend to let me do this solo,” the succubus explained. “The act of binding is so hot, so intimate, that she recognized you and I should experience it one-on-one.”

Huh. “I’m surprised she agreed to that,” I said. “Wha—”

That was as far as I got. Unable to restrain herself any longer, Mareth literally tore off her top and jumped into my arms.  Her nipples pressed against my chest, the coldness of her piercings contrasting beautifully with the warmth of her skin. Mareth wasn’t just hotter than an ordinary human, she was literally hotter—like a living bonfire in my arms, whimpering with need.

“Maddie’s going to freak if she catches us like this,” I growled—yet I was already hiking her plaid skirt up over her fabulous ass. Beneath it, her mound was soft and swollen, dripping with juice. She’s been walking around like that all day, a primal part of my mind whispered. So fucking turned on —so ready for me to fuck her…

“I can be quick,” the succubus panted, gesturing toward the couch.

I carried her over there and set her ass on the edge of the top, groaning as she spread her legs and wrapped them around me. Her eagerness excited me, and the constant reminder of how hot and wet she was made my cock throb.

“Trust me, this isn’t going to take long,” she said. “I’ve been riding this edge all fucking day—”

Mareth broke off with a scream as I freed my cock from my pants and plunged it inside of her. She was right; this wasn’t going to be slow or sweet. With Maddie in the shower, blissfully unaware of the hot demon sex going on just feet away, I was going to have to fuck Mareth fast.

Good thing that’s exactly what I wanted—and just what she needed.

I tilted her back over the couch, letting her fall across it with just her ass over the edge as I pounded her. The tips of Mareth’s horns hit the couch cushion and punctured right through, leaving deep gashes in the fabric. “Oh shit,” I grunted, my voice tight with pleasure. I should have been pissed, but it didn’t even matter—Mareth was so tight and wet, I would’ve forgiven her anything.

“It’s fine, you can fix it,” the demoness whimpered, grinding her hips in a circle as I thrust downward into her heavenly tightness.

I literally fucked her into the couch, using her like a jackhammer to slam into the cushions over and over again. Her horns did more damage each time, shredding the cushions to ribbons,