Brolach (Demon #1) by Marata Eros Read Free Book Online Page B

pain but kept her wrists above her head with one hand and tore her shirt and panties with one talon, sternum to the succulent slit that split her thighs. The hard hanging length of him fitted just inside her like a honing device of flesh.
    The cross at her throat blazed impossibly brighter as Lucas began to press and deepen his length inside her.
    A warning buzzed at the back of his mind but Lucas was too far gone in his need to stop the driving of his appendages.
    A virgin, his mind breathed like a whisper of additional warning. The brightness of the necklace should have been something that alerted him.
    One he didn't heed.
    One he should have.
    His prick pierced her barrier and Heather yelled into his face to stop but his mouth was slack, his cock and phallus in love with the double penetration of the females who lay underneath him.
    Heather could hear Trisha's garbled senselessness as the demon who was raping her, took her friend as well. She had to trust in what she knew would happen, but it didn't halt her fear in the present.
    Her cross illuminated the one above her, his now icy blue-white gaze gone languid with his lust as he tore her virginity from Heather without a care. Her pleas went unheard.
    Yet, Heather did not make them to the one who thrust above her- into her-- but to heaven.
    Sometimes He did not answer as Heather would have Him.
    Yet, He was faithful.
    As the agony of entry ended, that burning penis married so deeply inside her Heather couldn't breathe, his huge size and her tight untried vagina screaming in protest at the invasion of him. Lucas gave a grunt as his tail tip released his hot load of demon seed inside of the whoring one, her scream of submission at accepting his essence echoing in his ears.
    But it was the female beneath him and what she had done to him that caused Lucas' eyes to bulge in his face, his heart racing, his hands slicking with sweat against her wrists.
    It was too late to stop what had been put in motion. All he could manage was acquiescence. For He ruled all in this realm.
    And this one Lucas had forced was a true believer.
    Too late he understood this, too late to remember the laws of this world.
    He took and... he was taken.
    Captured by ancient laws and an ancient race.
    He slowed the rocking of his huge length into the female and asked words that he had never asked before. Torn from Lucas against his will.
    “ What would you have of me.”
    Heather gathered her shattered will, coming to herself as she realized the key that had slipped into the lock had turned the tumblers in her favor. She smiled up into his face, spreading her legs wider, giving praise to above. “You have stolen without permission. Now you will give me pleasure.”
    Lucas groaned and his rigid cock released more lubricant so he slid more deeply, with less friction against the untried confines of her body and she finally relaxed as he maneuvered inside her with a deep gentleness borne not of his will, but of His.
    It was a purgatory for Lucas. Here on earth, with this virgin female who had swiftly turned the tables on him in a single encounter. The signs had been there all along but in his greed, lust and desperation he had chosen to ignore them. Remaining blind and now enslaved.
    He dipped his face and gently pressed his lips to hers, rocking inside her body tenderly, hot tears leaking out of his eyes at the loss of his hard won dictatorship, now given to this female. He let go of her wrists and she gripped his shoulders as he drove into her, her pussy a perfect glove of slick accordion flesh that pulled at him as he escaped her, only to drive forward again.
    “Cum in me, demon... and then you'll be my slave,” Heather murmured into his ear as his blood dried on her bare chest and neck from where she'd bitten him.
    “ No,” he gritted out, fearing what that would mean. The final consummation of the act would bind him to her.
    She writhed beneath him and his cock gave a single hard pulse, stiffening to