Warning - Lucifer, the Devil is Billions of years old.
Hermione with multiple personalities, her character's real age during sexual intercourse is 18
(Hermione - Blessed by Anadiel, ti works differently for her, she has already surpassed age of 18 )
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Lucifer had put a towel on the bed so she wouldn’t worry about the blood.
“Roll on your side,” he rumbled and lay down behind her.
Hermione let him roll her partially onto her stomach.
His lips kissed a path down her spine.
Warm breath ghosted over her lower back as his mouth slipped toward her tailbone.
Shivering, she let out a tiny gasp.
Lucifer smirked into the small of her back, nipping her sensitive flesh.
Her hips rolled in response, and she made another strangled noise in her throat.
Using his hands to part her, he licked and mouthed the deep crevice of her bum.
The resulting moan was even louder.
His tongue found the tiny puckered opening in the center of her valley.
A hint of salt seasoned her clean skin. He delved deeper.
Closing her eyes, Hermione panted into her bent arm.
'He is way too good at this....'
His hands and tongue played her like an instrunt, her arousal the only music to be heard.
He deserved so applause, a standing ovation perhaps. “Please, Master, put your fingers inside .”
He growled into the hill of her backside. “Say my na.”
She smiled into her arm. “Lucifer. Please, get ready for your cock.”
Leaving her for a mont, he got the lube off the bedside table then returned to her bum.
He pushed her top leg higher, giving himself a clearer view.
“Reach back,” he murmured. “Hold yourself open for .”
Her fingers sank into her soft skin, spreading herself wider.
She heard him groan softly, and then his tongue was back inside her.
The moist heat of his mouth stead her skin.
'Fuck!' Dextrous fingers slid along her crack, teasing her perineum and pussy before returning and replacing his tongue.
When he sared the cool gel over her tight opening, her nails dug into her skin.
She was starting to have a Pavlovian response to that sensation. Her skin prickled in anticipation.
Lucifer circled her rosebud a few tis with the tip of his index finger.
She was going to have permanent crescents embedded in her buttocks if she kept squeezing her cheek like that.
“Take it down a notch, love,” he whispered, petting her fingers.
“You’re going to tear your skin.”
She unclenched, declawing herself.
“That’s better. How’s this?” he asked, sliding one long finger inside her.
Moaning, Hermione arched her back and felt her pussy throb. “Gods, sir, so good.”
His lips twitched back into a half-smile. He added another finger. “And this?”
“Yes,” she hissed. “Please more!”
His three middle fingers bundled together, and Lucifer carefully worked them into her soft heat.
A pinched sound of pleasure echoed behind her teeth as he twisted them around.
“Are you ready for my cock, love?”
“Yes,” she whispered. “Please. I need you, Lucifer!”
“I’m right here.”
Smiling, Hermione let go of her bruised cheek and touched his hand as it pumped inside her. “You know what I an.”
“No clue,” he muttered, kissing her fingers. “Explain.”
Silent laughter shook her prone body.
'Fine I’ll explain.'
“I want your hard cock buried inside , Lucifer. Put your hands all over . Talk to . Tell how much you like being in my arse.”
“Bloody hell, love,” he groaned as he shifted higher, aligning his dick with her back entrance.
“Reach back here. Put where you want ." He quickly greased his erection with more lube.
When her hand circled his slick length, Hermione let out an excited breath.
She couldn't help panting as his swollen head found her puckered hole.
“Push back onto ,” he whispered, stroking her hip.
Her back arched, and his head slipped inside.
Lucifer’s eyes closed for a second as her body swallowed him.
She heard his whispered “fuck” as she took him in.
Her brain turned to mush as he filled her.
The deeper he went, the less she could think. “Lucifer,” she moaned and felt along the expanse of cock still waiting to enter her.
“Deeper.” One word sentences were all she could manage.
“You’re doing fine, pet. Just a bit more.”
Keeping his hips flexed and still, Lucifer watched as she slowly brought her bum closer to his pelvis, his aching rod disappearing into her dark cleft.
He’d lied about the “just a bit” part. It was more like half, but he didn’t want her to give up.
She seed to be working awfully hard, her entire body rigid with effort.
He rubbed so of the stiffness from her back muscles with one hand.
“Take a deep breath.”
She did, pausing to rest and calm herself. It didn’t really hurt, but self-impalent took a lot out of her.
His fingers wandered down to the curve of her bum then lowered to her sweet spot, tickling over the lines he’d left.
Goosebumps rippled her skin.
“Stop tensing, pet. Relax.”
Consciously forcing her muscles to let go, Hermione pushed back and felt the wiry thicket of his pubic hair graze her bum.
'Almost there....'
Taking another deep breath, her hips pressed back for that final inch.
The heat of his body touched her, and with a deep sigh, she went limp.
“That’s my good girl,” he murmured in her ear. “Wasn’t that easier than last ti?”
“Yes.” 'Well, faster at least.'
“Do you want it slow or fast?” His lips touched her neck.
“Slow . . . for now.”
His arse clenched, driving his length deeper into her heat; relaxing, he slid out a little.
She was so tight and soft. He wrapped his hand around her waist, pulling her closer.
Her heart hamred through her back and beat against his chest.
Nipping her ear, he kept up a mindless litany of praise as he moved inside her.
His voice lted her pussy. Hermione didn’t know if it was cream or blood slipping past her lips, and she no longer cared.
Being filled was all she could think about.
His throbbing shaft singed her stretched hole, probing her depths.
“Lucifer,” she muttered as he pulled out further. The plunge back in made her stomach flip.
“Yes, love?”
“I’m going to co.”
His hand slid from her waist down to the front of her sex.
Pressing his fingers against her stiff clit, he whispered back, “Yesss. You love this, don’t you?”
“Yes, sir."
Hermione couldn’t think any more at all. The pressure inside her built to the point of pain; she shouted his na and dug her fingers into his forearm.
Her climax broke through, and she rode his hand and cock as the tremors ripped out of her core.
Lucifer watched her back spasm and bow as her muscles clamped around his dick.
He’d forgotten the damn mirror again but settled on listening to her pant his na between breathy noises of pleasure.
The convulsions died down until she was a sated puddle.
He kissed the side of her neck, licking away the salty sweat misting her skin. “Roll forward, love.”
Staying inside her as she tipped over onto her belly, he lay against her, his legs spreading hers wider.
She arched her back more, and Hermione felt him sink even deeper.
Her eyes rolled back as he started thrusting.
Slow and deep. Braced on his forearms, he pumped his hips into her bum, panting in her ear.
“I could do this forever, love,” he whispered.
“Your arse was made for .” Her head turned, and Lucifer saw her smile.
He kissed her shoulder, licking his way to her neck. “Is this what you dream about? Is this what makes you co in your sleep?”
Her head was spinning.
The weight of his body against her was crushing, but she’d gladly give up breathing to stay under him.
She felt safe there. “No, sir.”
“No?”
“This is better,” she explained.
Lucifer smiled into her hair. “Better than your dreams?”
“You’re always better than my dreams, Lucifer.”
He almost laughed. She was incredibly flattering, but he couldn’t tell if she was just feeding him a line or not.
Usually she only lied to keep from embarrassing herself.
Hermione knew he didn’t want to believe her. “You’re far more intense here on top of than in my dreams.” She was getting winded.
His hips were going faster, and his torso was weighing her down.
“Your skin against . The weight of you. The heat. It’s all better here in our bed.”
The side of her face showed no deception.
She wasn’t just spewing empty praise at him.
Lucifer forced her legs wider and sped up. The tip of his cock bumped around her insides, and he felt his balls start to tighten.
“Tell what you like best, pet,” he panted in her ear.
“I can’t pick one thing." The heat in her bum drove her to distraction.
He filled her entire consciousness the sa way he filled her backside.
“Then tell all of them.”
“I don’t know if I can talk,” she moaned. The pressure was building again.
“Do your best."
“Fuck!” The rumble of his words found her clit, and her body begged for another tickle.
“The sounds you make. The . . . way you pin down.” She had to stop talking to breathe.
Sweat slicked her back, his body trapping the heat between them.
“The things you say.”
“What else.”
“Oh God,” she groaned. “How much you fill . It makes ache.”
“You’re shaking, pet. Should we stop?”
“NO!”
Grinning into her back, he went faster.
He was getting close but suspected she was too.
“Are you going to co again?”
“I d-don’t know,” she whimpered.
“I do. I’m not going to stop until you’re screaming my na again.”
“Tell what you like best,” she begged.
'Kissing you. The way you smile after you co. Waking up with you.'
“I like watching you climax, pet. You’re so fucking sexy. Do it now. Let hear it. I want to co all over your arse again.”
“Please tell you want ,” she whispered
“Oh, pet,” he breathed. How could she question his desire for her? “Of course I want you.”
“Nobody else?”
“Nobody else. You’re the only girl I’ve dread about since the first night I spanked you.” In profile, he saw her eyes roll back before they closed.
“Lucifer!” she panted.
She wanted to tell him she cared about him again but didn’t know if that would ruin things or not.
“I want to be yours,” she whispered.
His cock twitched dangerously. “You are, Hermione.”
“Say it again. Make co.”
One hand slipped beneath her body, pressing to her slick lips. “You’re mine,” he growled.
His hand pushed her over; she fell into the sweetness of release again.
“Lucifer, I am gonna!”
As she ca, his jaw locked, fighting the pressure in his balls.
He really did want to co on her bum again, but her body milked him rcilessly.
Letting out an angry growl, he started to climax, shooting his seed into her depths.
His head reeled. He said her na as the pleasure crested, grunting out the remains of his orgasm.
His vision ca back into focus as he slumped against her.
“Fuck, love. That was perfect.”
Smiling, Hermione ca down from her own high. “Thought you were going to co on my arse,” she teased.
“I didn’t want to pull out,” he panted back. “I know you don’t like it.”
“Thank you,” she whispered with a soft smile.
“Think nothing of it,” he answered cordially.
Laughing into the bed, she flexed her body beneath him. “Such a gentleman.”
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