Lucifer Reborn

by Dante King

  “Christina—yeah.” I was more than a little surprised that she remembered. That was no outfit, I thought. “She’s, uh, not my girlfriend exactly. I’m not entirely sure what the two of us are, to tell you the truth…”

  Something less than my girlfriend, I thought, remembering Lucifer’s talk. And something much, MUCH more.

  “I see.” As if the mention of another woman were all it took to focus her, Maddie now seemed uninterested in the white room around her. She’d zeroed in on me. “And is your not-exactly-girlfriend cool with random women giving you their panties in public places?”

  That was easy. “Oh yeah,” I said with a chuckle. “She likes to share. Hell, she was encouraging me to go into the bathroom and fuck your brains out…”

  I trailed off as Maddie’s face fell. “Why didn’t you?” the waitress asked. “I waited for you—I was ready to do whatever you wanted—and when you didn’t show up, I snuck out into the parking lot.” Her brows furrowed together. “Why’d you have your trunk open, anyway?”

  “Huh?” A bolt of surprise shot through me. “I didn’t.”

  Maddie shrugged. “I mean, I wouldn’t have known how to unlock it. I climbed in, and then you just took off as soon as I was inside. It’s like it was waiting for me…”

  I thought of how my demonic hot rod opened its trunk with no keys, recognizing my touch. “Interesting,” I muttered. “Except I don’t know what it means.”

  I assumed Maddie had snuck into my van because my magic had still been affecting her, and she’d somehow gotten the idea that catching a ride would mean I’d end up fucking her. Well, she might not have been wrong about that, but I wasn’t going to spill the beans about my powers just yet. The last thing I wanted was to scare her off —especially when she’d already been through so much.

  Better to ease her into it, I told myself. Whether I was talking about my powers or the fucking, I wasn’t sure.

  “So that was a school,” Maddie said, not following my train of thought. She leaned over, her head resting against my shoulder as she stared up at the white ceiling. “I didn’t know you were still in school, Luke. What’s this place, then?”

  “Hmm.” I looked around the small space, trying to think of words that would make Maddie understand. The school was one thing, that had a reasonable analogue in the ‘real’ world, but this box?

  “It’s kind of a private room,” I explained, trying to make it sound less insane than it was. “One only I can enter—and anyone I give permission to. Which means none of those monsters can hurt you here, Maddie. They can’t even touch you…”

  “Don’t worry—I get it.” Maddie’s grin widened as she reached for yet another fantasy reference to make sense of this new world I’d thrust her into. “You’re Harry Potter, you rescued me from the bad people at Hogwarts, and now to keep me safe, you’ve stashed me in your Chamber of Secrets.”

  “You clearly know those books better than I do,” I told her, shaking my head laughing. “I only saw the movies.”

  She gave me a sly look, her thighs parting. “You want to see my Chamber of Secrets, Luke?”

  I met her eyes, a shudder of lust passing through me. The two of us had unfinished business, after all.

  “You still want that?” I asked, my voice husky.

  In response, Maddie rolled to the side. Her hands roamed beneath my shirt, feeling the muscles that had sprung up thanks to my demonic power. She nibbled her bottom lip, her shoulders rising and falling faster and faster as she explored my body.

  “Luke,” she purred, “I gave you my fucking panties back at the diner. And since then, you’ve saved my life and shown me you can do freaking magic.” She giggled. “Uh, of course I still want to fuck you.”

  Being this close to Maddie’s body, the frustration was almost physically painful. Everything in this woman, from the way she carried herself to the look in her eyes simply screamed how into me she was. Probably I had my powers to thank for that a bit—I really needed to learn how to turn those off, sooner rather than later. Otherwise, I’d end up with stowaway beauties every time I looked the other way.

  And yet…

  I thought of Christina, horns and wings unfurling from her gorgeous body as we fucked. She’d wanted that, absolutely loved being transformed into a powerful demon. After all, Christina had been a Satan-worshipping cultist before I’d come along. I didn’t know much at all about Maddie, but I doubted she was yet another satanist in disguise like Chistina had been.

  Shit, I thought. Maddie’s just doing her best to try and comprehend all this. If I turned her into a demon, even Harry Potter references probably couldn’t paper over the gap…

  But I couldn’t just leave her. God, no. So I made the decision to be careful.

  Courtship, I thought as my lips met Maddie’s. That’s not what this is. This is a “thank you for saving my life” quickie. No different than if I’d met a demon girl at a party for a quick blowie in the bathroom…

  That’s what I told myself, anyway. Whatever made it okay.

  Maddie’s lips opened beneath mine, her eager tongue sliding into my mouth. My hands slid down her body, squeezing her hips and tugging up her skirt to feel the contours of her firm, round ass. Then my thumb went deeper, pushing against the rough stubble of her thigh.

  Maddie gasped, arching her back. The digit slid into something warm, wet and utterly primed for me.

  I pictured myself pounding her into the bed—and held back. No, I thought, mastering myself. That’s a one-way ticket to demon town. Not to toot my own horn, but I’d made Christina come all over my cock three times without even realizing it. I could easily do the same to Maddie without thinking.

  But there were other things we could do.

  I broke the kiss, my mouth moving from her lips to the hollow of her throat. From there I kissed downward, tugging off her tight gray top and devouring the luscious breasts within. Maddie whined and moaned, losing herself completely to passion as she guided one of her hard nipples into my mouth.

  “Yes, Luke, yes,” she panted, her eyes heavy-lidded. “Ohhh I need to feel you inside me! Please, I’ve been so wet thinking about it—my little pussy’s aching for your cock!”

  Not yet, I thought, my mouth moving further downward. Got to have control…

  Maddie let out a surprised gasp as I reached her skirt and kept going. Her thighs spread wider for me, her ass shooting off the mattress as I hiked the fabric up, planting kisses across her thigh.

  “Luke, what are you doing?” she asked, her voice fast and hot. “You...ohh shit…!”

  I buried my face between her legs. Suddenly, I understood why all the demons back at the Academy were so hot to chomp down on Maddie—she smelled amazing. I lost control as my tongue slid inside of her, lapping and slurping at her sensitive nub. I was every bit the monster that she’d just seen in the trunk—but where those wanted to hurt her, I wanted the exact opposite.

  “Holy fuck, Luke!” Maddie’s fingers dug into the back of my head, coaxing me further between her legs. “Ohmigosh yes, oh wow that’s so good…!”

  I grinned and kept right on going. Within moments, Maddie’s juices coated my face. Her pussy spasmed around nothing, clenching like a vice, so I added two fingers to the pleasure, stabbing them deep inside of her in search of her g-spot. When I found it, a ragged scream and quivering of her legs was my reward.

  My cock ground against the mattress as I ate her out. I couldn’t stop my hips from moving, and soon Maddie noticed.

  “Come here,” she whimpered, taking hold of my legs. “Let me taste you, Luke…”

  I couldn’t resist. Pushing Maddie down on the bed, I straddled her gorgeous face, lowering my cock to her eager mouth. At the same time, I buried my face in her slit, the two of us sixty-nining in the same bed where I’d just fucked Mareth and Christina senseless.

  Her hot, wet mouth enveloped my cock, sliding up and down all the way to the base. I pumped my hips harder, worried about hurting her—but s
he did the same to me. Maddie shot off the bed over and over again, writhing and moaning at my touch.

  “Ngggggh!” Maddie groaned around my girth, the speed and tenor of her moans changing suddenly. “Lllllke, unnnngh!”

  She’s going to come, I thought, pleasure filling me. And so am I…

  A moment later, Maddie’s pussy boiled over. One leg wrapped over my head, pressing my face down further into her spasming box as she rode out her pleasure, her body going weightless beneath me. As a flood of juice coated my face, I shot between her lips, my cock throbbing and spurting down the brunette’s throat. Maddie’s orgasmic groans became a high, keening wail of triumph as the first jet of seed coated her tongue. She sucked and slurped me with just as much vigor as I’d given to her, milking my cock dry with her fingers as she sucked and slurped my swollen crown.

  Finally, I pulled away, rolling to the other side of the bed. I had to turn around to reorient myself to the same direction as her.

  “Luke, that was amazing,” Maddie panted, turning toward me on all fours. She ran a finger over her dripping lips, savoring my load. “How do you taste so fucking good…?”

  “I could ask you the same question,” I growled, reaching for her. “Now I know why that rusalka couldn’t keep her hands off of you…”

  For a moment, Maddie shivered at the memory. I worried that I’d seriously stepped in it, but she then relaxed in my arms. She buried her face in my chest, just basking in the feeling of skin-on-skin.

  “Ready for round two?” she asked, glancing up at me with a sly look. “Eating me out is nice—believe me, I’ve never had a guy make me feel that good with just his mouth—but I’m sure you want more from me, Luke. Don’t you?”

  I swallowed hard. “Maddie. How many times did I just make you come?”

  She looked surprised at the question. Then she grinned. “Why, you need to know how many notches to make on your bedpost?”

  “It’s important,” I said.

  More than anything, the seriousness of my tone got through to her. “Just once,” she said with a shrug. “Well...I guess that was maybe two, depending on how we’re counting it. I kind of came down at the end and went over the edge again when you came in my mouth.” She let out a very unladylike giggle. “Sorry to be crude, but you did ask…”

  “No, it’s great,” I said, hugging her. “Believe me, it’s a total turn-on.”

  Shit, I thought, holding her close. That was two already? Damn it…

  Maddie must have felt my hesitation. “You have to go, don’t you?” she asked. Her eyes brimmed with the beginnings of tears. “Already?”

  “I’ll come back soon,” I assured her. “Then I’ll see about getting you out of here. Maybe even get you back to the diner…”

  Maddie made a face. “I don’t want to go back to the diner,” she said, laughing like it was the most absurd thing she’d ever heard. “Are you kidding me? Who would want to go back to their boring old job after seeing Hogwarts?”

  I could sympathize with that. “Bit small, though,” I said, looking around the tiny room. Only now did I realize that I’d designed my subspace for boning sessions first. The bed was top of the line, but the rest of the space clearly had not been constructed for long-term residence.

  Maybe it’s more like my old dorm room than I thought, chuckling. That clearly hadn’t been designed for comfort, either. But maybe I could do better for Maddie. I remembered what Mareth told me: the rumor was, Hell was the original subspace. If a pocket universe could grow to those proportions, surely my power was enough to create more than a single room. I decided to try. If I could make an apartment for Maddie, that would be great —and maybe, in time, my subspace could be even better. A world of its own, designed by me…

  Well. It was something to fantasize about for the future.

  “I mean, I’ll be fine,” Maddie said, though she eyed the walls with concern. “Either way, anything’s better than being out there with those monsters…”

  “Sure,” I told her, closing my eyes. “But why stop there?”

  The last time I’d been in my subspace, I hadn’t done much more than throw a bed against the wall and go to town. I’d been far too busy. Now, knowing that only moments were passing back at the Academy while Maddie and I tarried in here, I could afford to take my time.

  I pushed outward with an exertion of mental effort, reaching for the contours of the space around me. A simple square room was nice, but depressingly simple. Surely someone with the favor of Lucifer could do something a little more exciting, right?

  A door appeared in the wall of the bedroom, with a hint of narrow hallway beyond it. At the same time, the wall next to the bed stretched from the wall, transforming into a long, ornate windowpane with a glass window above it. For now, the window looked out on absolutely nothing, but I was working on that.

  For now, I focused on the interior of the subspace. The hallway lengthened, stretching cross-wise against the bedroom until it opened out into a larger living room. Thinking of Christina’s exquisite house, I gave the great room the same high, sloped ceilings, along with a roaring fireplace and a soft, comfortable couch facing it. The walls I transformed as well, molding flat white nothing into wood and stone as easily as thinking about it.

  The longer I worked, the more power ebbed from me. I could tell that I’d gained energy from my time with Mareth, Christina, and Maddie—yet this impromptu home design sapped that strength the more I created. Thinking quickly, I added a very basic kitchen to the side of the living room—a kind of open-concept space with little more than a sink and a refrigerator. Back along the other side of the hallway I threw in a basic bathroom of the same white material as the original room—Maddie could reach it by leaving the bedroom from the left rather than the right.

  Sweat broke out on my forehead. I tried the same surfaces trick I’d done in the living room, only to find I couldn’t. It was like lifting a barbell all the way off of your chest, only to discover you’d overextended so far you couldn’t get it back onto the rack. I let go of the mental construct with a gasp, slumping over. For now, the bathroom would have to remain half-finished: functional, but made out of the same blank white canvas the bedroom had originally been built from.

  “Oh my gosh!” Maddie knelt next to me, cradling my head in her arms. As she was still topless, this was one hell of a nice sensation. “Are you okay, Luke?”

  I lay there for a few moments, recovering, then sat up. “Yeah, I’m alright. That window’s going to be bare for a while, though.” I gestured at the hallway. “Want to go take a tour of your new place?”

  It wasn’t much. Surely, compared to the grandeur of the Academy tour Xora was ready to take me on back in Hell, a quick walk around my new subspace apartment couldn’t be anything to write home about. Yet tears sprang to Maddie’s eyes as she walked around the living room, as if she’d never seen anything more beautiful. Like she didn’t even need the Academy.

  “You made all this,” she purred, running a hand down the side of the couch, “for me? Oh my gosh, Luke—you just created all this out of thin air! You’re pretty much a God in here, aren’t you?”

  The way she said it made me feel like I was about ten feet tall. Fifteen, maybe. Maddie was right in that building things out of nothing felt amazing, although I felt less like God than someone playing The Sims.

  Again, the thought of hell as subspace flickered through my mind. I wondered if this was how Adam and Eve felt listening to the snake in the Garden of Eden, telling them ‘you shall be like gods’.

  After all, what was godhood if not the power to make all your wishes come true?

  “You’re damn right,” I growled, coming around and giving her a spank on her shapely ass. “No girl of mine stays cooped up in one room. Sorry it’s not a lot—hopefully you won’t have to spend too much time here…”

  Maddie shook her head. “It’s perfect,” she giggled, giving me a hug. “I love it! Don’t worry, I’ll keep it nice and clean for yo
u. And if there’s food in that fridge, I’d be happy to make a meal for us the next time you drop by!”

  Well, now. That did sound like something to look forward to. “You sure?” I asked, looking around the living room. “It won’t be lonely here waiting all by yourself?”

  A touch of worry crossed Maddie’s face. “Well, maybe,” she said, her lips forming a tight little line. “But I’ve always preferred being myself.” She laughed. “Might be a little boring without you, though…”

  I had an idea. My pants lay on the floor of the bedroom, discarded in my haste to hook up with Maddie. Reaching into the pockets (it’s never the first one you check, is it?), I pulled out my cell phone. I’d had it on me when I entered Hell, and the battery stood strong at the 90% mark. Thinking even faster, I wiggled my fingers at a corner of the room next to the couch. The strange hitting-the-wall feeling came back, but I had just enough juice left over to stick an outlet on the wall, a slender black brick laying on the floor next to it. I wasn’t sure how electricity worked in a world created entirely by my will, but there had to be something powering the lights and the fridge.

  “You can keep this,” I said, handing her the phone. “I don’t know if you like playing games, or reading, but I have a few movies stored on the hard drive. Also there’s a charger there if it gets low, but you should be able to get away with at least a few hours before you need to do that.”

  For all I knew, she might need far more. Time worked differently in subspace, after all.

  “Oh, awesome!” Maddie’s face lit up as she scrolled through the phone. “I love reading! Honestly, I’ll be able to focus even better without having the Internet to distract me. What have you got on here?”

  My eyes widened as I pictured my digital library. “Uh, a whole bunch of titles,” I muttered, suddenly feeling foolish to have given it to her in the first place.

  “Let’s see…” Maddie opened the app and scrolled through with her thumb. “No Harry Potter, but that’s alright...oh wow! Some of the girls on these covers are insanely hot…”