Into The Devil’s Heart

Audrey’s mind was a disaster as she paced back and forth, unable to stay cool.

“Is he truly the devil? Why did he kill that man?” She thought to herself, with a frown.

She doesn’t know the deal they had, but killing is what she can’t accept.

Her heart sank at the realization of what she’s gotten herself into.

“Breath out!” She said, calming her aching heart, just play your cards well and his heart will be yours.

Since she openly offered herself to this man, the stranger she’s never met, and he calls himself the devil, there is nothing she can do but play along.

“How can I when he keeps on killing everyone?” She cries, running her hands through her long, thick black hair.

How sure was she that she would get his heart? That he will spare her life if she goes against him?

“He does have a heart, doesn’t he?” She asked no one in particular, but a sudden reply left her mouth hanging wide open.

“Yes, darling… I do have a heart” He took a short stride to her with hands behind him like a king taking note of his elders in council.

“But…” He pauses, crunching down to her level, “It’s cold and merciless”.

He breathed out to her face, taking in her sweet scent.

Audrey was as stiff as a statue, there was no way she was going to believe his standing right before her.

She can clearly remember closing the door with the lock, but here he is. There was no sound of the door cracking open.

“How did you get in?” She stutters.

“Through the door!” He said nonchalantly, winking at her.

His gaze travels down her thighs, he smiles, amazed at how funny he suddenly wants her. There has never been a time he felt the need to have someone, he always does it for fun, but this…

“The power of an angel, sweet!” He licks his lips, standing up.This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

“You know bunny, staying in those exposed clothes only increases the chances of me devouring you” He rubs his hands together,

And click his lips to the side.

” I-I don’t have anything to change into” She stutters, in a soft voice.

” Check out the closet,” He says, and She was quick to reach out as if she couldn’t wait for him to say it.

Her eyes grew wide at what she saw, “there is no female dress here!” She complains.

” Make use of whatever you see,” He said.

She didn’t know which dress to take, as all the dresses were for men. Bigger than her times ten.

She reached out for a black big t-shirt, and as fast as she could, she got herself lost in the bathroom only to bump into something hard, almost falling if not for his strong grip on her waist.

She blinks a couple of times, unable to understand how come he is inside, like didn’t she leave him outside just seconds ago?

“Be careful! Little bunny” he murmurs huskily into her ears, rubbing his nose against her ear loop.

“Don’t die of fright, I am everywhere” He sniffed her hair, pushed her against the door, slides his hand into her pants.

His hands rub on her buns, squeeze on her ass. She gasped in response, her heart dancing in excitement.

“Such a responsive little bunny” he whispers, lowering himself on her and placing soft feather-like kisses on her neck as she trembles in response.

He knew well that angels were special beings, pure and holy, but this little one before him was different.

Her smell, her sweetness. It was a big turn, and he knew better than to assume it was nothing.

“Have you ever…” He moves down to her breast and sucks on it,” being touched?” He asked.

She didn’t respond, everything he was doing to her scent her to the cloud and beyond.

She could barely hear what he said.

His hands reach for her breast, he licks her cleavage while his hands knead her breast against her bra.

“Please!” She begs in a staggering voice.

“Is that a yes, bunny?” His golden eyes stared at her face, eyes shot closed, breathing haggardly.

“Do you like it?” He asked, “Do you want more?” He pulls down her bra straps, exposing her beautiful round tits.

“Beautiful!” He murmurs, taking the left breast and sucking on it.

While he massages and sucks on her breast with one hand, the other travels down to her pussy. It was dripping wet.

“You are wet, bunny.” He moves up to her lips and kisses her, She can only cling to the door.

“You want me… Say it.” His voice was compelling, demanding yet low and seductive.

There’s no way she will succumb to his demands. So much as she’s willing to get his heart, not like this.

Her silence got him angered. He was more than willing to make her say it, the words she’d never said.

He is hellbent on being her first, on tasting every part of her, but he needs her to say the word, to give in, to accept his sinful request.

Furthermore, he folds on her clit, teasing her pussy lips with his wicked fingers.

She was quick to close her mouth with her hands to stop herself from crying out loud.

“You like what I am doing, right?” He goes down on one knee and grabs her legs, spreading them wide open.

His soft cold lips land on her pussy, and his tongue plays with her throbbing clit.

Audrey could feel her legs turning limp from his torture, but everything when blank when he slides his finger into her virgin-tight pussy, and she squirms in response, shivering.

“Please… Ah, please!” She begs, unable to think straight.

“Tell me what you want a bunny, say you want me to devour you,” He said in her pussy, his tongue never stopped playing tag with her clit.

“No… Please. Don’t do this” she begs, tears rolling down her cheeks, bringing back the memory of the man who tried abusing her in that dark room.

“Please, don’t” she cries.

The sweet and amazing taste of her pussy was as though salt had been added.

He could taste it, she wasn’t enjoying what he was doing.

Audrey’s eyes widened when he stopped all of a sudden and left, leaving her to fall to the cold floor.