by Devyn Quinn
He smoothed a hand over her belly. “Not yet.” Palm sliding lower, he silently urged her to spread her legs, giving him access to her sex. The touch of his fingers burned a blazing, delicious trail.
Nikki caught her bottom lip between her teeth when his thick fingers invaded her sex. With the lightest touch and using just the tips of his fingers, he stroked the length of her creamy labia.
With each caress, a series of soft moans slipped past her lips. The clamps around her swollen nipples pinched, adding a dash of forbidden spice to her pleasure. The more he stroked, the more her need grew. The incredibly fierce sensations whipped her toward frenzy all over again.
He curled the tip of his index finger into her clit. “Feels nice, doesn’t it?”
A series of tiny seismic shocks immediately traveled through her. “Mmm…yes…feels wonderful,” she agreed through a shiver. So far the experience hadn’t been a bad one at all. Given her knowledge of BDSM, it seemed rather tame. She wouldn’t mind a little more at all.
Jackson sank two fingers into her creaming sex, burrowing deep and hard. The jab of savage pleasure was too intense to resist. Hand in hand with the sadistic clamps on her nipples, wave after wave of pure bliss flashed along every nerve ending in her body.
Fingers curling around the ropes binding her wrists, Nikki gasped and thrust her hips upward. “That’s damn deep.”
He slowly dragged his fingers out of her liquid depth, then pumped back in. The feel of penetration caused flashes of lightning to dance behind her eyes, the thrill of merciless delight spiraling toward the center of her core. Small, helpless sounds escaped.
Jackson plumbed her sex mercilessly. Each stroke pushed her closer toward the dangerous edge. A minute, just another minute, and she’d go over, unable to keep from losing herself in a climax threatening to incinerate her into a million particles like an atomic blast.
Close to screaming with absolute delight, Nikki felt Jackson’s fingers suddenly slip away. Palm settling on the rise of her mound, he savagely jabbed his thick middle finger right into her clit.
Going rigid with surprise, Nikki stiffened. Heart skipping a beat, her lungs failed to take in air at the vital moment. She hung, suspended. Rapture slowly evaporated into frustrating disappointment.
Realizing what he’d done to sabotage her, she clenched her teeth. “Shit.” Hitching in a lungful of air, she mentally stepped back from the brink. A burst of unexpected anger buffeted her from all sides. She wasn’t sure whether it was from embarrassment or sheer frustration. Jackson was playing her the way a cat played a mouse.
The game could go on for hours.
She groaned. Or eternity.
4
Nikki suspected Jackson wasn’t going to let her come anytime soon. Now she understood why and how pleasure could become an unendurable thing.
The idea wasn’t cheering in the least.
The pressure against her clit relented.
Jackson flashed a cocky smile. “I warned you not to come.” He tugged the chain hanging between her breasts in punishment. The clamps attached to her nipples stretched the tender nubs. He maddeningly refused to be hurried.
“Ouch!” Nikki winced, unwilling to start again. She doubted she could take much more. “Just fuck me and get it over with.”
“Maybe I will.” Another tug delivered fresh shocks of pain. “Maybe I won’t. I haven’t decided yet.”
Close to going ballistic, Nikki clenched her teeth until her jaws ached. Her wrists burned from chafing against the damn rope. He wasn’t doing it to her again. Get her worked up, then giving her no release. “With no due respect, Jack, why don’t you just stick that cock of yours up your own ass? A sick fuck like you should be able to manage that just fine.”
Ignoring her insult, Jackson pretended to think. “Maybe a little change will help get you back in the mood.” He shifted her body so that she lay half on her back, half on her side. His hips pressed against her, the line of his rigid cock filling the seam of her ass. The position had the extra bonus of allowing full access to her breasts and clit. He could suck and fondle at will.
Nikki gasped at the contact of naked flesh on naked flesh. In the blink of an eye his clothing had melted away and she hadn’t even been aware of it. All she felt was his rock-solid hard-on pressing right against her rear. One good thrust would impale her like an insect on a pin.
Her cheeks heated at the thought. He hadn’t been lying about his size. He felt huge, definitely hard and ready to go.
“Ah, perfect.” A warm palm settled on the curve of one ass cheek. Jackson repositioned his hips so that the crown of his cock pressed for entry against the tight pucker of her anus. “Just the way I like it.”
Nikki drew a breath. Held it. No! She wasn’t ready.
Wretched with mortification, she shut her eyes and prepared for the worst.
Jackson’s mouth settled just inches from her ear. “I warned you that I planned to ream your tight little ass.”
Nikki refused to open her eyes. She definitely didn’t want to think about it.
She clenched her fists, tightening the bonds on her wrists. The rope dug in painfully. A violent shiver shook her, one that left her muscles quivering. Her entire body was drenched with perspiration, her fisted hands moist and hot.
Apprehension constricted her throat, threatening to choke off her reply. “Get it over with.”
The pressure of one nipple clamp abruptly disappeared. “Not so fast.” A warm wet mouth followed, the circle of his tongue soothing away the ache. He knew exactly what he was doing and how to torment for maximum effect.
Nikki gasped with surprised pleasure. The contact between his lips and her nipple were electric. Frustration was quickly forgotten in the reemergence of desire. She felt another trickle of moisture seep from her covetous sex.
Jackson’s hand slipped toward the crux of her thighs. From behind, his hips shifted subtly. The smooth crown of his penis slid through her silky labia.
Lost in a fog of pure sensation, Nikki automatically shifted her hips. His thick shaft slid inside like a hot knife cutting through butter. Strong inner muscles rippled around his length, gripping and holding. Wild currents of pleasure raced through her veins. Raw unchecked lust roared like a tigress in heat.
“Easy,” Jackson warned. “Not too fast.” He bit down on the nipple he’d freed. At the same time, thick fingers rubbed her clit. Breast, clit, and cunt were completely claimed.
Nikki winced against the brief discomfort. Wrists tied, body half twisted like a pretzel, she could only submit. “I can’t take this much longer,” she gasped. His hips rocked in tandem against hers, each move sending his cock a delicious inch deeper inside. He filled her, utterly and completely. The knot in her belly tightened. Orgasm hovered just out of her reach, enticingly close. She was close, so infuriatingly close. “Damn you! If I had my hands free, I’d shred you!”
His mouth lifted from the nipple he was abusing. “Is that a threat?”
She snarled. “A promise.”
“I don’t take threats lightly,” Jackson purred right back. The sinister tone of his voice didn’t bode well.
Nikki should have known better. Uh-oh. The metallic taste of fear rolled over her tongue, down her throat, settling like lead in her belly.
The ropes around her wrists suddenly melted away.
Before she realized they were missing, Jackson had gotten up and settled on his knees. With a neat flip, he sent her facedown on the bed.
Realizing she’d made a serious mistake, Nikki immediately tried to scramble away. She didn’t get far enough, fast enough.
Jackson caught her by the hips and pulled her back. He captured an arm, easily twisting it up behind her back. His free hand locked around her waist. He held her tightly, his fingers painfully digging in like a vise.
Fighting against the pain, Nikki cursed viciously under her breath. She was no match for his speed or strength. “You’re hurting me!”
Jackson’s
grip tightened with possessive delight. “I warned you that you made your own pleasure or your own pain here, Nikki darling. The choice was yours.” He angled her forward, spilling her long hair around her face. His cock pressed between the tight cleft of her ass.
Nikki’s free hand shot out, hand against the mattress to support her weight. His erection nuzzled for entry through the ring of her asshole. She automatically clenched in resistance.
“Don’t fight it,” Jackson said quietly. “It’ll hurt more.”
Shaking from the exertion of resistance, she took a deep breath. She was doing a heroic job to keep him from penetrating. “The least you could do is use some fucking lube,” she snarled over her shoulder.
Jackson snorted. “Hell doesn’t stock that convenience, so we’ll simply have to use your own sweet juices.” He chuckled. “You lubricated my cock quite nicely.”
Nikki mentally cringed. Hard to believe it, but she’d actually begun to get off on his abuse. Even now her wrists were raw, chapped, and burned by the rope, her nipples chafed by the clamps. Not to mention that her nerves were completely frayed by coitus interruptus.
Nikki refused to let her mind linger on the sensations. “Just do it.” She wondered what in Jackson’s life might have so twisted his spirit that he’d ended up in hell himself. Must have been something pretty damn wicked.
“I intend to, babe. No question about it.” The thick head of his shaft pressed, penetrating and spreading the tight halo of her anus. He sunk in an inch, then two.
A hot iron stabbed. Inner muscles giving way to the invading girth, Nikki groaned. She tried but couldn’t ignore the overfull sensation. Her fingers clenched. Spasms wracked her. “You’re hurting me!”
Tightening his grip on her thigh, Jackson thrust deeper. “I intend to.”
Her anus stretched wider to accommodate even more. She gasped, feeling chilly claws twist her bowels into knots. She desperately attempted to crawl away as his hips pressed closer. His grip on her arm kept her immobile. One good twist and her forearm would snap like a brittle twig.
Jackson groaned with pleasure. “I thought that pussy of yours was super tight, but this sweet ass of yours is heaven.” Wicked satisfaction darkened his voice.
Nikki hardly wanted to think about his dick buried to the hilt in her butt. With her ass in fiery agony, she twisted and wiggled against the burn. She only wanted the intense agony to end. Bitter tears stung her eyes, blurring her vision. She refused to let them fall. Cry now and she’d be lost. “It doesn’t feel that terrific.”
Chuckling, Jackson withdrew. “That depends entirely on your point of view.” To emphasize his words, he brought his palm down flat against one round cheek.
Nikki yelped. “I’m not into spanking,” she snapped.
Jackson’s palm connected a second time. Harder. The loud crack sounded like a firecracker going off. Felt like one too. “You don’t seem to be into ass fucking either, but you’re doing it.”
She sucked in a breath between clenched teeth. “Not willingly.”
A third smack followed, blazing straight up her spine. “By the time I get through with you, you’ll be begging for it all over again.”
“I seriously doubt that,” she grated back.
Jackson pushed back in. The tip of his penis connected with every nerve in her gut. “Let’s see if I can change your mind about it.” Shivers lapped at her damp skin. Trying to ease the feeling a little, Nikki braced her knees on the mattress and eased forward. Just a little.
Jackson immediately pulled her back. “Had enough?”
Nikki craned her head around. There was no way this asshole was going to make her cry uncle. “Not nearly.”
She clamped her lips into a tight line, determined not to be baited further. Of all the things she might have imagined about the afterlife, she’d never imagined that it would entail having some demon’s dick up her rear. She just wanted him to shoot his wad and leave her alone.
No such luck.
Jackson seemed to take her words as a challenge. “Don’t worry, babe. You’re about to feel every goddamned inch.”
Letting her arm go, Jackson settled his weight on his folded legs. Bodies still connected, he pulled Nikki up onto his lap, plastering her back to his chest. His arms slipped under hers. One hand cupped a breast, teasing the distended nipple. The other slipped down her flat belly and settled between her spread legs. Fingers settled on her clit, caressed.
They fit together perfectly, and suddenly everything felt good. The ache and burn in her rear was bearable now. It even felt…good.
A gasp followed shock. “Oh, yes.”
Erotic fire blazing ferociously through her, Nikki drew a startled breath. The dynamics had changed. It wasn’t his weight controlling the depth of his penis, hers was. Still a tight fit up her ass, but not as uncomfortable. Bearable even.
Moaning, Nikki tipped her head back against his shoulder. Somehow during the realignment her hands slipped behind her. Palms settling on his hips, her fingers flexed into his skin, nails digging deep. She didn’t want to give in, but her body insisted on taking the bait a second time. Vision blurring with sexual haze, she let a gasp of unintended pleasure escape.
Jackson plucked at her nipple, this time more gently. His hips undulated gently under hers. “I can’t get enough of you,” he murmured against her ear. Pressing two fingers together, he slid them back into her sex. “I want you, fully and completely.”
His absolute possession of her sent a wave of pleasure crashing through her body.
Something in the far recesses of her mind snapped. She wasn’t just Nikki anymore. Some strange spirit seemed to have entered her body, taking the reigns and whipping her into an impassioned frenzy.
Caught up in the overwhelming desire to embrace this new arousal, she barely heard his words through the haze of passion surrounding and overwhelming her. Her pulse danced, driven by the fierce rhythm of her heart. The tables had turned, and all of a sudden, she was the aggressor, taking from him what he wouldn’t give.
Grinding her ass back against his hips, Nikki forced his pulsing shaft deeper inside her. The length of him, filling her so completely, brought a delicious rush of power. She arched against him, insisting on driving him even deeper. This time she relished the pain, attacking and mastering it with breathtaking swiftness.
Bodies locked together in fierce motion, she felt the pulse of his cock seizing her from inside, drawing her toward the inevitable conclusion of their illicit joining. It was all so primal, instinct driving her toward a single pinnacle she’d come so close to reaching.
As if she’d driven him to the edge, Jackson’s cock surged inside her. “Damn you, Nikki,” he grated out, then lost his breath as his body convulsed around hers. Hot semen jetted. To get even with her, he simultaneously twisted her nipple and jammed his fingers as deeply into her sex as physically possible.
At that precise second, some sort of magical fusion occurred. Every nerve ending came together, merging and weaving into one magnificent web of pleasure. Winding itself around her body, it clutched her in the grip of a pure and unrelenting bliss. Wave after wave carried her to a higher plane, passing consciousness by for a state that could only be described as paradise.
Nikki arched her back, crying out as the ferocity of orgasm flooded through her entire being. She dissolved into a series of trembling spasms, each threatening to drive the breath from her lungs. Through a long moment she hung suspended.
And then she fell.
Limbs going boneless, she collapsed. Strong arms wrapped around her, lowering her gently to the tangle of sheets.
Nikki immediately stretched out full length, groaning in relief as cramped limbs and sore muscles slowly relaxed. Tiny aftershocks still plundered deep inside her core. She shivered. Wow. This was one for the record books. She’d never felt so thoroughly filled, or fulfilled. He’d plundered tits, cunt, and ass without any reservation or hesitation. Being fucked by him had been like being brand
ed. It hurt, but in a good way.
Still trembling from the aftereffects of the most mind-blowing sex she’d ever experienced, Nikki felt spent, absolutely empty. A long sigh slipped from her lips. At the last moment he had let her control the depth and pace of penetration, take her pleasure as she wanted. Who’d have thought there could be such a thing as good pain?
“Shit,” she said, rolling over on her back. “I’ve never done anything like that. Incredible.”
Brushing her long hair out of her face, Jackson smiled down at her. “Glad you think so.”
Looking into his eyes, a delicious sense of completion seeped through her.
And then it hit her.
She’d just had sex with a demon.
And had enjoyed it.
5
Stretched beside her, Jackson’s hand lightly skimmed Nikki’s bare abdomen. The tips of his fingers traced the hollow between her breasts. “Looks like you survived your first ass fucking.” He grinned. “What did you think?”
Nikki’s breath caught in her throat. Her butt still ached from the reaming, but not unpleasantly. “It’s a wild way to be screwed, but I wouldn’t want a steady diet of it.”
Jackson laughed and traced one distended nipple. “It’s just the beginning of what’s in store for you, darling Nikki.” He plucked at the nipple, rolling it between thumb and forefinger.
She shivered at his touch. Her nipple anxiously hardened. Need was building all over again. Amazing. She angled her body toward his, hinting. She wouldn’t mind a bit finding out what he had in mind. If it was anything like the first time, it would be incredible.
Jackson lowered his head, capturing the peak with his mouth. His tongue rasped against the tender bead, soothing away the lingering ache. His touch was charged with a current that made every move electric.
Mind spinning with desire, Nikki’s body pulsed as the wonderful sensations began to build all over again. True, he’d introduced her to pain, but at the end she’d enjoyed it. A lot. She’d willingly share a bed with Jackson Sullivan forever, letting him have delicious sex with her any way he wanted. They were in a place of no limitations, only impulse and desire. Lost in the haze of eternal pleasure didn’t seem like a bad way to spend the afterlife.
