Beneath Her Darkness: The Alpha's Little Demon

BENEATH HER DARKNESS: The Alpha’s Little Demon Book 2

Chapter 14 – Worship You

LUCIUS.

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The moment Patrea appeared naked in front of me, all I could think about was the many ways I would f*uck her if I got my chance tonight. But what she revealed to me made the anger I felt for my deceased father reach its peak.

And I had no f*ucking idea how I was able to control myself and the fire within me. Maybe because I was more focused on making Patrea feel better than on my anger at this point.

I knew my father had been abusing females, and I bore witness to some of it. I never thought of the weight of all the abuse until it smacked me in the face. It made me ponder all the things I’d done in the past. They were nothing compared to what Lucien did to her or Lucija’s mother, but it still made me embarrassed for my own deed.

It made me question my purpose as a demon. I never saw anything wrong with what we were doing, maybe because it was the way we lived. We were so used to torturing dark souls, living and dead, that it became part of our daily lives until we began torturing and playing with souls who didn’t deserve to be tortured.

Patrea was clinging to my body as my hands trailed down her back, my fingers skimming against her scarred skin.

She asked me if I was repulsed by them. I wasn’t. And I believed her scar, just made her more beautiful in my eyes.

Her arms went around my neck as she pressed her naked body against mine and I couldn’t help but put my hands on her waist, brushing and squeezing it softly.

“I never saw a scar as beautiful as yours, Patrea.” And I meant that.

“You’re too nice, Lucius. But thank you.”

I closed my eyes and willed for real skin to show. She asked me what my demon looked like, and I wanted to show her a part of it tonight.

Soon, thick black veins were creeping down my arms and everywhere in my body, up to my face. I was like a walking human tattoo: my whole body was covered with black ink that looked like the veins in human skin, while my hands were pure black.

“Lucius…” She withdrew from hugging me as her eyes widened. “Is this your demon skin?”

I nodded. “Is it repulsive?” I used the same term she used earlier.

She shook her head before she raised her hand and asked. “Can I? They’re just like tattoos.”

“Until they became so thick that they covered almost my whole body.”

I was guessing she was following

will show you my demon form. But it was nothing spectacular… Just horns and a tail.” I chuckled as I let myself

slow, tortuous motion, and it was making

name in a hoarse

sorry. It’s just

caught hers. “Can I do the

the valley of her breasts,

voice came out needy, and I was not able to stop

locked eyes with her as I slowly retracted the black veins

but enough for me to hear. I didn’t waste any more time as I tipped my head down and let my lips brush

as her hands flew to my shoulders and gripped them while I kissed her skin. I wanted to do more, but I was hesitant because I didn’t want her to push me away. But I couldn’t stop my hand – it went on its own accord and cupped her firm breast, making her suck in

she reached for mine and placed it back to her breast, guiding my hand to squeeze and knead her breast so that it made me snap my head up to look at her at the same time her arousal seeped into

closed and her mouth parted as she continued to guide my hand. I adjusted my position and lifted her off the

c*ock was solid and hard, prodding her stomach, but she didn’t steer away. Instead, she whimpered in between our kisses while my hand played with her breasts,

but this time, she guided it lower until it reached her throbbing core. Patrea was so f*ucking wet that I wanted to begin ramming my fingers into her, but I remembered to pleasure her clit and her folds

she snapped her eyes open and scrambled on her ass. I thought she was moving away, but she just turned her body around, still sitting on my lap and resting

you be okay with just touching me? I’m not ready for

voice as my hand massaged her wet

open, and I felt myself drooling at the sight of her wet p*ussy. I was still massaging her clit, and just brushing my fingers on her

plunging three

moan as I began stroking in and out of her. Her wetness

One day I would eat this p*ussy from morning until evening.” I

fingers on her p*ussy, and it made me withdraw mine. She inserted two fingers inside her and moaned wantonly

she withdrew from her leaking p*ussy were raised, and she dipped

good to be true. I had tasted many, and I enjoyed it every time, but no one made me feel as euphoric as I was feeling at the moment with just

of heaven, my own paradise. And sooner or later, I knew would crave

my thrusts, our groans and grunts filling her

hold on me tightened. Her head was leaning back against my shoulder with her eyes closed and mouth parted, while I kept pushing my fingers in and out of her, hooking them in to hit her walls while my thumb rubbed her swollen clit. I just wanted her to ride her orgasm, but the intensity of my stroke made her body shudder one more time, and thin jets of clear liquid sprayed out of her p*ussy. “F*uck!” I

instead contented myself with rubbing and massaging it until she stopped squirting and her

and nuzzled it with her nose. “Do you want to come too?” She asked, mumbling against

But I can wait.” I answered her as my hands held her tightly. I was

come last night

were sleeping.” I chuckled as

flushed skin