Page 12 of A Daemon’s Alliance (Daemons & Lumens)

Was this a horror movie? My heart beat a million miles an hour as I ran for my life, but I felt…exhilarated. And really damn horny. Was this a thing, getting hot for a crazy daemon chasing you through the woods?

I swiped at low branches, taking the tiny scratches as I ran. I didn’t slow down. Maybe I wanted him to find me, but I sure as hell wasn’t going to make it easy.

The cabin Father and I lived in was surrounded by woods, and I’d been exploring them for the few years we lived there.

I liked walking through the forest at night and listening to the creatures come alive.

This was no different, except now one of those creatures was chasing me.

I took a sharp left, hearing the sound of water.

There was a small stream ahead. Crossing it might help cover my scent.

It wasn’t too wide. I took a few steps back and leapt over it.

I lost my footing and fell on my ass with a yelp on the far side. Shit.

I scrambled to my feet and started running again, my muscles burning, but I couldn’t stop.

Morax likely heard me fall. One of the many powers I read about in my mother’s books was the naturally heightened senses of both daemons and lumens.

This was so not fair. I ran for another minute then ducked behind a thick oak tree to catch my breath.

When I stopped, my heart nearly dropped out of my ass. The forest was silent. I couldn’t hear a single creature stirring, and that could only mean one thing. There was a predator nearby.

Fuck.

I didn’t know what to do. If I ran, he would hear me. But if I stayed, he would scent me. I clenched my thighs, noting the dampness between my legs. Yeah, I was screwed. So, I would run.

I forced my body into action, but the moment I jumped out from behind the tree, a massive arm wrapped around my waist. I screamed and a rough clawed hand snapped out, covering my mouth and drowning the sound of my terror.

“Silly little doe. When a predator is hunting you, don’t stop.” Morax nipped at my ear, and I moaned. “Are you soaked for me, little doe? Your scent is intoxicating. You’ll bring a whole horde of daemons down upon you with a delectable cunt like that.”

The hand around my waist dipped lower until he cupped me fully between my legs. I whimpered as he pressed the heel of his hand on my clit. Morax turned us as one, walking us back to the massive tree.

He let go of me, and I turned back to speak, but before I could respond, he gripped my scalp tightly and forced me to face the tree instead. “Press your forearms against the tree and lean forward.”

I didn’t want to listen, I wanted to say something bratty. But my body had a mind of its own, and suddenly, I was pressing my arms to the tree, leaning at an angle and pushing my ass back toward him.

He chuckled again, running his claws down my back. “Good girl. I love it when you obey me.”

My pussy throbbed at his words. I turned my head to the side and smiled at him. “Does that mean I get a reward?”

Morax grinned, and his daemon eyes glowed. His horns and wings were still out. I should have been terrified of this creature eyeing me like his next meal. But instead, my pussy was dripping with need and my mouth was dry as hell.

“You lost, little doe.” He whipped his belt out from his jeans. “Before I take my reward, you will take five lashes from my belt for misbehaving earlier. And you will count them out.”

Morax pushed my mesh dress up further then used his claws to tease my booty shorts down over my ass. He kept them just above my knees, so I couldn’t move my legs. I gasped as the leather belt pressed between my legs, rubbing against my soaked core.

“When I pull this belt away, will it be dripping with your sweet juices, little doe?” Morax purred.

I moaned as he continued to rub the belt through my drenched lips.

“Even in the dark I can see your pretty pussy dripping for me.”

He pulled the belt away, and a strangled sound left my throat. I immediately missed the friction.

Morax laughed cruelly. “You’re soaked for me, princess. Between the chase and the promise of my belt, you’re nearly ready to come, aren’t you?” He leaned in low, and his fangs tickled against ear. “Don’t forget to count.”

That was all the warning I had before the belt smacked against my ass.

I cried out, the sting bringing tears to my eyes. “One.”

He brought the belt down again.

“Two.”

And again.

“Three.”

And again.

“Four.”

My ass burned from the sting of each slap, and I could barely hold myself up against the tree. Even as I whimpered from the pain, I shuddered with desire for the beast causing it. His claws traced over my tender ass, making me shiver.

“One more, princess,” Morax purred, his voice full of desire.

I felt powerful in this moment, a mere human causing this beast to lose control. “Do it.”

The belt came down one final time, and I almost collapsed. My pussy was throbbing, aching for attention.

“Five.”

Morax was on me in seconds. His hands rubbed softly over the tender spot on my ass.

And then his tongue—oh, fucking gods, his forked tongue—slipped between my cheeks.

His claws gently pulled my ass cheeks apart as he dropped to his knees behind me and licked from my ass to my soaked pussy.

I didn’t even recognize my voice from the sounds I was making.

His tongue pressed between my lips and circled my clit.

My body jerked forward, but he held me in place.

He pulled away and kissed my ass oh so sweetly.

The mix of gentle and rough touches made my head spin.

“Hold onto that tree, princess,” Morax commanded.

I gripped the bark tightly, my body humming with excitement for what would come next. A desperate moan left my lips as he slipped one finger inside me, and he growled his approval.

“So fucking tight. My sweet little doe. Your pussy is gripping my finger so greedily. Do you want more?”

I gasped as he eased his finger in and out slowly. “Yes.”

He chuckled and slid a second finger inside me. “That’s my girl. So eager for me. I’m going to stretch this sweet cunt with my cock soon, princess. You were made for me. And I will never get enough of you.”

Fireworks were starting to go off in my brain as his fingers fucked me harder and deeper.

His tongue toyed with my ass as he expertly maneuvered his fingers to curl inside my pussy, making me see stars.

His thumb rubbed a steady circle over my clit, and I screamed as the orgasm rushed through me.

My legs gave out, but Morax caught me before I could fall.

He laid me down on my back at the base of the tree and spread my legs wide, kneeling between them.

“You’re going to give me one more, little doe,” he demanded, his daemon eyes filled with lust.

Before I could respond, his mouth was on me again. He sucked my clit softly as he slid two fingers inside my pussy again. My back arched, and I moaned, overloaded with pleasure. My body was somehow working up to it again. I ground my pussy against his mouth and felt his grin between my thighs.

“Aren’t we eager, princess? Are you going to be my slut tonight?” Morax murmured the words as he bit down on my thigh. “So eager for more of my fingers. My mouth.”

I reached down and ran my fingers through his thick dark hair, pulling tight and trying to force his mouth down on me again. “More. Please.”

Morax chuckled. “As you wish, princess.”

My fingers gripped his hair tightly as he feasted on me with the desperation of a man at his last meal.

His pinky gently nudged against my ass, and I gasped.

He didn’t stop. His tongue swirled my swollen clit, and his fingers fucked my pussy and my ass at a steady pace.

I was going to lose my mind. The orgasm was building and building.

“Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.” My hips bucked as he continued the assault. I screamed when my second orgasm shuddered through my body. He kept going, fucking me with his hand as I squirmed and cried out.

When he finally came up for air, Morax grinned a filthy smile, his lips and chin glistening with my cum. “I will never stop. You will never be rid of me, little lumen.”

I couldn’t respond. I had no thoughts, no breath, no strength.

Morax gently slid my tiny shorts back on and scooped me up from the grass.

He carried me, effortlessly, out of the woods and through the parking lot adjacent to the warehouse.

The party was still raging inside, and no one noticed us.

His horns and wings were gone, his claws retracted.

Morax kissed my forehead and murmured sweet and dirty words as he carried me.

He tucked me into the passenger seat of my Jeep and drove us back to my cabin.

If he was worried about Father seeing him, Morax didn’t show it.

He carried me all the way to my room then stripped me out of my club clothes and into a soft T-shirt.

I didn’t say much, didn’t protest as he cared for me. The things I felt were so strange. My body was warm all the way through while he fussed over me. It felt fucking amazing having this deadly, beautiful monster taking such care of me.

When I was tucked into my bed, he kissed my forehead once more and exhaustion took over. I could barely keep my eyes open.

“Sleep well, princess.” Morax whispered the words, and I think he said something else, but I was too far gone to hear them.