For the Love of a Demon Ep. 3

Our next adventure takes place on the night of the dinner with Mr Johnathon Sowton. Following his demise, and their trip to the space between worlds, Sebastian and Louisa retire to her room to explore their desires once more.

As they entered the room, Sebastian placed her down on her feet, and stepped back to admire the full extent of her beauty. The blood stains that trailed across her face, neck, and chest from the evening’s kill only added to his excitement. Taking her in his arms once more, he licked the blood from her face, tasting Sowton’s bitter defeat.

Louisa gasped, her pulse quickening, she grabbed Sebastian by his tie and pulled him to her. She kissed him roughly, her need for him taking over from any other thought she might have had following the events of the night. Sebastian reciprocated, grasping the back of her head with one hand, and tangling his fingers through her hair.

He pulled out of the kiss, and pulling her head back, he kissed her neck, teeth grazing her neck as his tongue trailed down to her collarbone. He nipped the delicate skin with his teeth, reveling in the small scream that she let out. Delighted that she did not pull away, or tell him to stop, he bit her again only harder, drawing tiny droplets of blood. Excitement and desire pulsed through Louisa, the pain was exquisite, and only her own inexperience stopped her from telling Sebastian to do it again. Her hands reached for his shirt buttons as he bit down the second time, losing any sense of self-control, she tore open the shirt and ran her nails down his chest, leaving deep red scratches behind.

Her complete abandon heightened Sebastian’s arousal, and shaping the nails on his free hand to talons, he cut through the laces at the back of her dress. He pulled it free from her front as she lowered her arms long enough for the dress to slip down and fall to the floor. Louisa reached for the button on his trousers only to find her wrists bound by Sebastian’s tie. He lifted her, carried her to the bed, pulled her arms above her head, and tied them to the bedpost.

He watched her reaction at every step, and as he sat astride her on the bed, he whispered, “and now, more than ever, you must keep your promise to me.”

She grinned, the fire and excitement growing in her eyes as she anticipated what he would do to her next.

“I will” she replied.

Satisfied, Sebastian carefully ran one talon down between her breasts to the edge of her corset, “no, I think we will leave that there for now,” he said, and he returned his attention to her neck, kissing and nipping down to her breasts, delighting in each moan of pleasure that escaped from her lips. Louisa squirmed, needing to be closer to him, wanting him more with every touch. Her need built as Sebastian moved down her body, the tie and his hands keeping her firmly in place, she ached to feel him inside her again.

Sebastian ran his mouth and his hands down Louisa’s corseted body, feeling her lift and squirm to get closer to him as he moved down. He watched her, delighting in the need that he saw in her eyes. He slowed his movements, wanting to enjoy every moment of the control he had over her, and the pleasure it gave. As he reached her hips, he ran his hands over the delicate silk of her undergarments before grasping the hem in his teeth and ripping them away.

He could already feel her desire as his mouth closed in on her. He ran his tongue along her pelvis, stopping before burying his face in her mound. He licked along the length of her lips, parting them slightly with his tongue and flicking it inside. Louisa moaned as waves of pleasure ran through her. Sebastian flicked his tongue inside her again, reaching in further, and delighting in how she squirmed under him. He moved his focus to the very front of her lips. He pressed down with his mouth and began to suck, lick, and nip, circling her bud with his tongue.

Louisa’s moans came faster as the pleasure intensified. She tried to move her hips to get closer to him, but he had her pinned to the bed, one strong hand on each hip held her firmly in place. When she did manage to move closer, Sebastian pulled away, he looked at her, his eyes full of desire, a playful smirk spreading around his face as he gently shook his head and repositioned his hands so that her movement was further reduced. Louisa’s frustration grew as Sebastian returned to teasing her with his tongue before once again giving her the full attention of his mouth and teeth.

Louisa’s moans came hard and fast as Sebastian’s lips, teeth, and tongue worked her mercilessly to climax. The last shivers were still moving through her when Sebastian sat back and flipped her onto her front. He lifted her hips, positioning her on her knees with her upper body still laid out on the bed. Kneeing between her legs, Sebastian ran his fingers along her lips from front to back, feeling her wetness and warmth. Only when he continued his stroke up between her rear cheeks did she stiffen and pull away from his touch. Sebastian smiled to himself; he would not rush or force anything with her; he moved his hand immediately and returned to running it along her lips, stopping before he reached close to where she was uncomfortable.

Louisa immediately relaxed, trusting him completely, she always felt safe in his hands, and now that he had responded to her concern so quickly, she knew that she was right to give him so much control over her. She moaned as he removed his hand completely, only to replace it with something much harder. He gently rubbed his length along her lips before slowing opening her, and teasing her with just the very tip. She tingled with excitement, her muscles contracting, wanting to grab him and pull him in further. As if reading her mind, Sebastian thrust his full length into her, leaving no space between them. Louisa gasped at the sudden, but not unpleasant movement, and moaned as he pulled back to just the tip and teased her again. He continued pulling out and thrusting back in, each time moving a little harder, and a little faster. He completely filled her, and each time he entered, he touched a place in her that made her want to scream and cry out for more. As his pace quickened, she began to push back against him, matching his rhythm. Sebastian moved his hands along her side, reaching up to her back. One hand curled into her hair while the other motioned in the air, releasing her wrists. Sebastian then placed his free hand around her waist, and lifted her up and backwards until she sat on him, her legs on either side of his, and her back pushed up against him. She gasped as she sat back feeling his fullness inside her.

Gripping her hair at the nape of her neck with one hand, Sebastian guided the movement of her hips with the other as she slid up and down his shaft. As she found her rhythm, Sebastian’s grip on her hip loosened, providing balance, rather than direction. He felt every muscle contract in her as she lifted off him and pushed back down, as his excitement grew, he fought the desire to push her back down on the bed and take over. He wanted her to bring him to climax, experience the power, control, and joy that it could bring. He released her hair, moving his hand to her other hip and holding her gently as her moans grew louder and closer together. He reveled in her desire as his grew, taking him closer to the edge. They were moving and breathing in sync as their pace quickened, and they found release together.

They collapsed on the bed and lay tangled together. As they lay there, Sebastian lifted Louisa’s arm, bringing her wrist and hand closer to him. Red lines encircled her wrist where his tie had been.

He kissed her wrist before asking, “does it hurt my love?”

“No,” she replied, adding, “and even if it did, it would be worth it.”

Sebastian smiled and kissed her wrist again; he would have to remember that she marked easier, and healed more slowly than he did. Marks on her wrists and neck could cause awkward questions at breakfast, and even more awkwardness should Elizabeth ever see them.

A devious smile crossed his face as he imagined his Louisa explaining the intricacies of their relationship to Elizabeth without frightening the poor girl. Louisa was fighting sleep, wanting to spend every moment with Sebastian, but it was a fight she was losing. Seeing her struggle, Sebastian held her close, pulled the covers over them, and held her tight.

“Sleep, my love; I will be here until the sun rises, and even then, you are never far from me.”