My body pulsed and I gasped for air as Lucifer rose up above me with a dark smile. Then he slowly dragged his trousers off, his large, perfect cock jutting forth with obvious need. I wasn't the only one dying for release here.
I sat up a little and took his cock into my mouth, just for a few seconds, unable to help myself. I needed to taste him too. He caught his breath, and I relished my small degree of control over this man who was used to controlling every other element of his life. Here, he was mine.
"Fuck, I missed you too," he said, as he gripped my head lovingly. But then his need overwhelmed him too and he let out a groan and jerked his cock out of my mouth.
He laid back on the bed and pulled me on top of him, making me straddle him. With fingers digging into my hips, he lifted me up while looking me in the eyes, his intense and glowing red. I wondered if mine were glowing too, but that was my last thought before I sank down, sliding him inside me.
It felt amazing, both of us joined together at last. I wasn't sure if it was because I was pregnant or because we were both gods now, but I felt him so much more than I ever had before, both physically and on a spiritual level. Our souls were entwined, just as our bodies were.
“You feel so good.” Lucifer groaned, a deep sound that vibrated right through both of us. His hands were on my hips, before he ran them over my ribs and to my breasts, touching me everywhere, like he'd never felt me before. Then he thrust up hard, filling me so deeply it made me gasp. It was exactly what my body needed though, and now I wanted more.
At first Lucifer let me set my own rhythm as he fondled my breasts, watching them bounce over him, and I threw my head back and enjoyed the pleasure building within me. I rode him harder and faster, and I loved the feel of his cock sliding deeper into me with each thrust. But then his hands returned to my hips and he growled as he began to thrust up, matching me, holding me at the angle he wanted, fucking me harder and faster like he couldn't get enough.
He reached up to tangle his hand in my hair and pulled my face down to his, kissing me in a way that left no doubt that I belonged to him. His possessive fucking only fueled my own desire, and I let go and allowed him to take control of my body completely. I melted into him as we moved as one, each of his thrusts teasing more heat through me until I screamed his name and dug my nails into his skin, shouting my pleasure. As the orgasm rocked through me, power erupted out of me, and then Lucifer's breathing changed and he joined me with his own rush of energy. Glass shattered around us, but I barely noticed as he thrust a few last times, dragging out the moment where we'd never been more connected.
As my throbbing body returned to gentle flutters, I fell over his chest, rolling slightly to the side to allow for my cumbersome shape. Then I noticed the plants growing all over the room, which I must have created when he made me climax. Oops. Lucifer's orgasm had demolished more of the penthouse too, destroying what little had still been standing.
He followed my gaze and raised an eyebrow. "That's new."
"Was it just me, or was sex even more intense as an Elder God?"
"I'm not sure," he rumbled, as he reached down to slide a finger inside me. "I think we should do it again to be sure."
"Already?"
"Definitely." He grabbed me and set me on my knees, then mounted me from behind. His cock was already hard and pushing against my entrance, begging for entry. "After all, we have six months to make up for...and I have the stamina of a god."
After that, there were no more words as I pushed back against his cock, taking him in deep, while he reached forward and grabbed my hair to yank my head back. He took me hard and fast, like he would die if he didn't claim every inch of me—but we were gods now and nothing could harm me. I reveled in every second of it, until he had me screaming his name again and tightening around his cock, squeezing out his own climax while our power shook the entire floor of the penthouse.
"If we keep this up, we might need to move," I said, as my body trembled under the lingering effects of my last orgasm.
"I've been thinking the same thing." He wrapped me up in his arms and kissed me. "But right now all that matters is we're together—and nothing is going to tear us apart ever again."
15
Lucifer
I glanced at the pile of books on the desk again. Hannah had left no stone unturned, no tome unopened. There were books open I doubted she could even understand, but I could imagine her taking her time turning the fragile pages looking for a familiar word or a diagram in a margin. How often had she spent late nights in this room searching for the way to rescue me from War’s clutches?
I didn’t need an answer. Instinct told me she’d made every
