Page 3 of My Daddy is a Demon (Demons for Hire)

Valen

Overhead a red moon hangs in the black skies. A blood moon. One that decides fates, weaves magic, that binds lives together. Here in a clearing, with the most beautiful creature I’ve ever laid eyes on, my entire world comes to life beneath that red glow.

“Take me, daddy, please,” Iris whimpers in a throaty, needy, little girl voice that has my cocks weeping.

“Yes, little girl,” I promise, licking at her thighs, savoring her cum as she shakes beneath my eager mouth as I eat her. “Daddy will take you. I will fill your virgin cunt with my cocks. You will take all of daddy like the greedy little thing you were born to be,” I hum as I suck at her swollen clit, my tail snaking up to wrap around her throat.

Iris moans, thrashing against the earth, her hands stroking my horns, gripping as I feast on her cunt. I’ve never savored a human before. I’ve teased them, tasted them, even eaten their flesh. Not this way. I shove my long, greedy tongue inside of her, my teeth biting at her clit as it throbs. My hands grip her thighs, lifting her to my mouth as I drink at her sweet, soaked pussy greedily.

As I suck down her cum, I am shaking with my own need. I’ve never felt anything even close to this. I need to mate her. To fill her and breed her. I need her round with my spawn. Shouting my name as I ride her to Hades and back. My teeth will mark her delicate flesh while I shove my cock inside her pussy, filling her ass at the same time.

My little mate will take all of me as she was created to.

“Daddy,” she shouts as I bite down on the swollen bud of her pleasure, my tongue still pumping inside of her. “Please, please, I need more. I can take more, I can. I promise , I can take you.”

Smiling against her soft, sweet flesh, I nod. I am huge compared to a mortal, but she will take me just fine. Because she was made for me. I believe that. Iris is not just a mortal; I taste it as I eat her. There is magic to her. That is what called me to this place. To her when she needed me the most. I waited an entire millennium for her, but I would wait a hundred more for this bliss.

Pulling back from my new favorite treat, my tongue licking one last long, greedy lick, I smirk down at her. Fuck, she is a beautiful creature. Her skin glows in the moonlight. Her tits are soft, round, softly bouncing as she pants beneath me. Flushed from her pleasure, she reaches for me, whimpering my name, begging me.

“Such a beautiful little girl, Iris. My mate. You need me, yes?”

“Yes, yes, I do, daddy,” she mewls, reaching a hand between us to touch me. I roar as one little hand wraps around each of my thick, jutting cocks. My, she is a greedy little girl.

“Yes, you do, sweet little bird. Daddy is going to fill you full. You will take all of me. Feel how big and thick my cocks grow for you, mate? They need to fill you. Once I get them inside you, they won’t come out until I’ve bred you. Do you understand?”

“No. No…I do want it. I want you inside me. I don’t understand. Why me? What have I done to deserve you?”

Ah, fuck, I would kill for this creature, would set this entire world on fire for her.

“You exist, Iris. That is enough. I am going to fill your perfect little pussy and that little ass too. You need to take all of me,” I tell her, pinning her down, lining myself up. There is no fear in her eyes, not an ounce of hesitation. “Once my cocks fill you, mate, they will knot. I will fuck you for hours. My cum will fill you while my cocks stay buried deep, so I can breed you. You will give me babies, Iris.”

Before I even push inside of her, she starts to come for me. Her entire body shudders with it, hands reaching for me, clawing at me. I push first inside her tight cunt, gritting sharp as its wetness welcomes me. I watch in fascination as she stretches to fit me, moaning as I push deeper, deeper , pleasure pounding between us as we become one.

“Ahh, yes, that’s it, my little girl. My mate. Take daddy’s big cock. That’s a good girl, let me get it deep. I need to breed you with my spawn, Iris. That’s so good, bird. Fuck,” I roar as she pulls me even deeper, her body bowing to mine, her eyes staring back at me.

“Daddy,” she whimpers as I bottom out in her wet heat.

“Good girl, good little bird,” I pant, stunned she can fit me so good, that she didn’t cry out or beg me to stop. No one else could ever take me this way. My cock swells inside of her, already starting to knot, to twist so I cannot pull out of her all the way. “Now my other cock will fill you. They both need inside you, little girl. Tell daddy you can take it all. Tell me to fuck your good girl ass.”

“Daddy, please,” she wails, body lifting, seeking, my other cock.

My tail wraps around her throat tighter as her ass rubs against the swollen crown of my second cock. I grip her hips, stilling her so I do not hurt her as I slowly push into her ass. Blinding pleasure takes over as she lets out her own roar of ecstasy and I can’t stop myself. I slam home, the swollen cock inside her cunt starting to come.

“Fuck, that’s so good , little girl,” I hiss, my tongue licking at her tits, down to her pussy again greedily. My talons sink into the earth as I pin her soft body beneath me, pushing as deep as she can take me. I start to move, thrusting, pushing, pulling, rocking her on my cocks as desperate need builds inside of us.

Iris whimpers a humming, melodic sound as the world shifts beneath us. Her soft, supple body curves to fit me as she pants words it takes me a moment to understand. My language . We have been speaking it since the moment I stepped out of the void. I never gave her my name, yet she heard it because she was hearing a language meant just for us.

Something washes over me as I pin her down, bodies entangled as tightly, as indelible as our souls. Iris truly is my mate. I never believed I would find one, I even mocked Mayhem for thinking he had found his mate. Yet here she is, created for me, set here for me to find when she needed me most. This sweet, pure, fragile little creature is my other half, the light to the dark of my black soul.

“Mine,” I hiss as I begin to pound into her body, taking her hard because she can take it. “You belong to me, little girl. Daddy’s little piece of magic. Take me, mate,” I roar as my cock starts to jerk inside of her, spilling my seed, breeding her. “Take my cum. Give daddy your pretty soul while he claims your sweet body.”

Grunts, the crude smack of skin on skin, her whimpers, my hissing tongue licking at her damp skin, the sounds of our lust fill the meadow. I come inside of her, jerking pump after pump of my cum as my other cock still rocks inside her ass. It has knotted too, so I won’t be able to pull out of her for quite some time—not that I want to.

Shifting our bodies, I move to lie beneath her, bringing her astride me again. My sweet little mate snuggles close, letting me rock up into her as I still come. She purrs and hums little words no one else would understand. Words for just the two of us. I cradle her close, my teeth coming out as I tilt her head to accept my bite.

“Hold on, little bird. Daddy needs to hurt you. Need my mark on your body, Iris.”

Sinking my teeth into her neck, I am stunned at how she takes it. Moaning as she thrashes, she comes again. It seals our fates. I ris is mine . Mine forever, for the rest of time. Beyond death. Beyond Hades. Her magic tangles with mine as I suckle at her, letting my demon venom mingle with her sweet, sugary essence. Tasting her as I come again as she floods my mouth, I am hit with the truth I knew the moment I laid eyes on her.

Iris is magic. Not born of this earth. No mortal could be my mate.

“Daddy! Yes! Why does it feel.... oh, it feels so good, daddy!”

Sucking harder, I can’t argue. We’re being bound together as my venom floods her body and her blood floods mine. I’m filling her with my seed as I still pump inside of her. We’re tangled in a way nothing, and no one can ever undo. I never thought this could be mine, that my darkness, my tricks, the pain I’ve caused, would allow such a gift.

Still here she is, giving herself to me welcoming how I mark her soul as mine. Mine is marked as hers just the same. Her hands claw at my chest, fire tearing at my flesh. It is her way of marking me. Her hands tear at my ruined skin, grayed and scarred, leaving raised, torn wounds that brand me down to what little is left of my damaged soul.

“Yes, yes, it’s so good ,” I husk as she collapses against me, our mating wringing us out. It’s unlike anything I have ever known before. More pleasure, more pain, as our souls twine together as one, deeper than flesh, deeper than my knotted cocks inside of her.

It is then I realize her magic is powerful. Not like any I’ve known before. It heals her faster than my venom could. I watch my marks on her skin go pink, then white. Her mouth works at my skin, healing my wounds as well. I will find out what kind of magic this is later. Now I just want to live in it, feel her skin pressed to mine, smell her hair, taste her lips. Inside her, I grow hard again, needing to take her all over again, as if I didn’t just spend half the afternoon claiming her.

I am besotted with this magical creature.

Later, she stirs, sitting up astride me. Questions darken her light eyes as they gaze down at me. We do not need words to speak, we’ve learned this quickly. Yet, I sense she wants me to hear her questions. Sitting up too, I draw her closer, nuzzling her the way I did the first moment I felt her presence earlier.

“Valen,” she hums my name as if it is music. “What does it mean? For us to be mated? This bite,” she beams in a smile that makes my worthless heart thud. “It means.... I have you? It means you’re mine?”

“Yes, little bird. It means wherever you might be in this world, I will find you. Simply speak my name, as you did the moment we met. Before I ever gave it, you knew. Because you understood before I did, little bird. My sweet, magical mate saw what I was.”

Iris beams down at me, nodding. “My daddy,” she hums.

“Yes, mate. Your daddy. Your mate. Everything,” I husk as a softness I have never known before burns inside me.

Cradling her face, my talons form a gentle man’s touch, her eyes flaring with heat. I lower my head, pressing a soft, promising kiss to her pink lips. Iris sighs, snuggling closer, cradling me with her limbs, holding me. I am more whole in this moment than I’ve ever been. I can taste her, feel her, smell her, until she is gone.

“ No! ” I roar as heat engulfs me, the sticky, dark heat of Hades.

There is no meadow. No dark skies with a blood moon or press of her soft body. The sweet fresh perfume of her skin is gone. I smell brimstone, blood, and the stench of broasted bodies.

“There is my trickster. It must be a joke, yes, a grand laugh. Tell me…what mortal pussy is sweet enough to shame yourself, your brethren, or me , your king?”

My answer drips with vitriol. “Do not dare.” I bow to no man o r monster now—I bow to my mate alone.

“Because this pussy, it will be mine next, trickster.”

His words seal his fate as finding my mate sealed mine.

He has left me no choice—I must vanquish this demon. I will not let another creature touch my little girl—even the devil himself.