The Devil's Favourite Obsession

Cassian stayed perfectly still, letting Cixi explore at her own pace. The head alone stretched her lips when she took him in. She wrapped one hand around the thick, heavy base of his cock, bracing her other hand flat against his hip to steady herself. The broad head alone stretched her lips taut when she first took him in.

She sank lower, inch by careful inch. Saliva welled around the massive intrusion, spilling past the corners of her lips.

Her jaw ached from the sheer stretch of him, but she refused to stop. Her throat fluttered around the blunt crown as it nudged deeper into the tight darkness of her mouth.

Cassian’s long fingers rested lightly at the nape of her neck. He didn’t push, nor did he guide her. He simply stood there, absorbing the slow, excruciatingly wet slide of her mouth. He watched the dark flutter of her eyelashes against her skin, watched her cheeks hollow out with the suction of every careful pull.

Cassian kept his burning gaze fixed solely on her face. He watched with a dark, predatory fascination as her soft lips stretched taut around him, mesmerised by the way the delicate muscles of her throat worked desperately to take him all in. He saw every flicker of emotion passing over her features. Her effort and the beautiful surrender in her eyes.

"You are doing good, little lamb," Cassian murmured in a dark, rough purr that sent a shiver straight down her spine. He had dropped Cig. She was his little lamb now, determined to show what he would miss in the future.

After drowning minutes, her throat began to instinctively loosen, accommodating his impossible size. She finally found a rhythm. A lingering, vacuum-tight suction, and the gentle, teasing swirl of her tongue along the sensitive underside of his shaft.

Her hand slipped down to cup the heavy weight of his balls, her thumb stroking the soft, warm skin while her lips sealed tighter, milking him on every upward glide.

But just as she grew accustomed to the thick cock, Cassian’s grip at the back of her neck held her movement.

"Time to escalate," he commanded, and before Cixi could register his words, he gripped the back of her hair and thrust his hips upward. In one ruthless motion, he drove the full, terrifying length of his cock deep into her mouth.

Cixi’s eyes flew wide open, her throat convulsing wildly around the sudden depth, but she didn’t pull away. She couldn’t.

Beneath the overwhelming physical sensation, a desperate ache drove her. She wanted this. She needed to make Cassian feel the blinding ecstasy he so effortlessly dragged from her own body with just his mouth, his hands, his cock and his presence.

He was a demon, ancient and terrifyingly powerful, and she was only human... fragile and entirely outmatched in every way.

A cold spike of insecurity had pierced her. Was she enough for him? Even though she carried his mark, he had a notorious habit of discarding females after a single week. She felt she needed to prove her worth in his eyes. She wanted him to know she could make him feel good even though this was her first time for her mouth.

He kept thrusting, driving deeper and deeper into the dark cavern of her throat until her breath hitched and she gagged softly. Hot tears spilled from the corners of her eyes, tracking down her flushed cheeks, but she didn’t fight him. She enjoyed watching him watch her.

Her face was flushed a deep, feverish red, but to Cassian, she had never looked more perfect than this moment.

That intense, unbreakable eye contact sent a violent shockwave straight through Cassian’s system. He was an ancient demon, a creature used to taking exactly what he wanted, but having her stare up at him with such devotion, making her watch him lose his control completely, thrilled him.

A ragged, deeply guttural groan ripped from the very bottom of his chest, echoing loudly in the tiled room.

Hearing that sound, a dark, electrifying thrill shot straight through Cixi. Despite the fierce ache in her jaw and the tears pooling in her eyes, she felt a surge of intoxicating power.

She was doing this to him. She was making this arrogant demon unravel at the seams. She watched, completely captivated and unwilling to blink, as the pupils of his eyes dilated so wide they nearly swallowed his irises. And then, right as he reached the precipice, his eyes flared, shifting rapidly from their dark hue into a brilliant, blinding, inhuman colour.

Seeing his true, demonic nature bleed through his facade pushed her over the edge. She loved it. She loved watching him fall apart for her.

Unable to hold back for a single second longer under her intense, unwavering stare, Cassian’s hips snapped forward. He delivered a series of fast, brutal thrusts, burying himself to the very hilt before his entire body went rigid and he finally shattered with a roaring groan.

He released his hot, thick cum deep into the back of her throat. And instead of pulling away, Cixi kept her eyes locked on his glowing, inhuman gaze as she swallowed him down, gulping every single drop as if she were starving for the very taste of his soul.

Cassian’s large thumb brushed gently across Cixi’s flushed cheek to wipe away the tears of seduction that had spilt from her eyes. The contrast between his dominance a few seconds ago and the sudden tender gesture made her heart hammer wildly.

Despite the blistering release she had just drawn from him, the massive length resting heavily on her tongue hadn’t softened in the slightest. It remained just as rigid, just as impossibly hard as before.

He dragged his heated length from her mouth. Framing her face with both hands, his eyes blazed with a dark hunger which showed he wasn’t done. He pulled her to her feet, and Cixi followed his lead without a second thought.

The moment she was standing, he smashed his mouth against hers in a bruising, devouring kiss. Tasting him on her lips and tongue. He bit down hard on her swollen lower lip as he pierced it with his sharp fang just enough to draw a drop of blood, which he eagerly sucked into his own mouth with a groan. Without breaking the fierce kiss, he grabbed her by the waist and hoisted her into the air.

Cixi instinctively wrapped her legs tight around his waist as he spun them around, slamming her back down onto the cool, hard surface of the marble basin once more.

Instead of tearing the delicate lace of her soaked panties, Cassian’s large hand moved between their bodies, hooking a finger under the thin fabric and simply sliding it sharply to the side. His large, perfect fingers found her wet, throbbing virgina. He rubbed the pad of his finger against the sensitive nub, causing a moan to escape Cixi’s throat, muffled against his mouth.

He didn’t waste another second. He gripped his thick, heavily veined length and guided the broad tip to her desperately wet entrance. Her body was aching, clenching with an overwhelming need to swallow his cock whole. The second the blunt crown brushed against her opening, teasing but not entering, Cixi let out a frustrated whimper.

She bit down on his lower lip, her nails digging into his shoulders, silently demanding he stop torturing her and fill her with his weapon.

A dark, wicked smile curved against her lips before he thrust his hips forward, burying his entire length deep inside her in one magnificent stroke.

Cixi cried out, her head snapping back from the sheer force and size of him stretching her to her limits. But Cassian didn’t let her go. He chased her mouth, capturing her cries with his own lips, biting, sucking, and rolling his tongue over hers to swallow her breathless screams.

He set a punishing rhythm, thrusting harder and deeper with every drive, ruthlessly bottoming out inside her. The sound of their bodies slapping together echoed sharply against the tile.

He was making her impossibly wet. His thick shaft was soaked in her pleasure and gliding effortlessly in her slick heat.

"Fuck, Cig," he groaned against her mouth, his voice a ragged, guttural rasp. "My cock loves thrusting inside you. Your pussy is absolutely perfect for him."

Finally breaking the kiss to let her drag in a ragged breath, Cassian trailed his mouth down her throat. He captured one of her heavy, sensitive breasts, drawing the tight peak deep into his mouth and sucking hard.

The dual sensation, driving friction inside her and the scalding, wet heat pulling at her breast, was entirely too much. Her spine bowed, her head falling all the way back until it rested against the cold glass of the bathroom mirror. Her hands scrambled blindly over the marble basin, gripping the edges just to find some anchor in the storm of pleasure ripping through her.

As Cassian accelerated, his hips slamming against hers faster and faster, Cixi lost whatever remained of her restraint. She screamed into the empty room.

"Cassian!" she cried out. "Don’t stop. Demon, you... you know exactly how to drive me crazy in need of you!"

A low, throaty chuckle rumbled deep in Cassian’s chest at her desperate words. He didn’t slow down. He only drove deeper, until Cixi’s internal muscles violently clamped down around his shaft. She shattered around him, sobbing his name as wave after wave of blinding ecstasy wracked her body, and with a final, roaring groan, Cassian gave several deep, brutal thrusts before emptying himself completely inside her.