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Devil's Tavern I: Invitation
The whip licked her flesh again. A scream built in the back of Emera’s throat as the warmth of the blows raced through her body. She squeezed her eyes shut. A burst of white light appeared in her mind. The scene cleared with the next break of the lash. In her vision, the most majestic and perfect garden appeared. Arrays of roses blended into a rainbow of colors that flowed into orchids, lilies, and other flowers. The grass was lush and smelled fresh. The song she heard wasn’t the twittering birds, but the soft sound of angels. For a few precious seconds that she hovered on the outside of Heaven a feeling of peace encompassed her body. She reached out hoping to touch a petal, but before she could Emera tumbled, falling back into her body. Her eyes opened. Her cold fingers were stiff from grasping the bars.“More,” she begged.
“No, cher. Even I’m not that callous.” Sebastian breathed heavily. Long dark hair curtained his back. His naked body glistened with sweat. His red engorged cock jutted out enticing her to be fucked by it. Defined muscles were visible under his pale skin.
The one thing that set him apart from humanity was the black spaded tail that curled around his leg.
“You’re crueler than you let on, Bas. Please!”
He shook his head and caught one of her dark braids before trailing his fingers down her mocha skin. “You might know my deepest secrets, but you can’t sweet talk me. Are you forgetting who taught you?”
Emera pressed her head against the bars. The feeling had returned to her hands and her feet since he undid the bindings. The cool air stung while it passed over her slowly healing wounds. The lashes were deep, nothing new. She took a few deep breathes before pushing off the rack. Her legs wobbled, but Sebastian caught her. She gave him a smile and rubbed her hand over his silky-smooth cock. Lust fluttered through her when Sebastian ran his free hand over her erect nipple.
“Don’t start something unless you truly want to finish it, Em.” He nibbled her ear.
He was teasing. For the most part Sebastian preferred men to women. He was a master at torture. He started off an incubus and moved into being an upper level demon by pleasing his bosses. However, there were times he made an exception and pleasured her. Originally, he had been assigned to corrupt her.
She stuck her tongue out at the demon. “You’re no fun.”
He chuckled and snapped his fingers. A light blue robe appeared that he slipped around her shoulders. She gasped when the fabric clung to the open wounds. He escorted her over to a plush couch that she sank into. He snapped his fingers again, lifted a cigarette to his lips, and inhaled. Instantly the end burned red. He passed the butt to Emera. She inhaled deeply letting the marijuana smoke settle into her lungs before exhaling and passing it back to him.
“No, cher. You need it more than I do. One of these days I’m afraid you’ll stay up there and not fall down to me again.”
“I doubt that’ll ever happen. I’m not wanted there anymore. I think the little glimpses are His way of sticking it to me.” She breathed in again, letting the pot stab her spirit back into her loose fitting fresh. Even after falling, a piece of the light connecting her to the Divine had not died. Emera let her eyes flutter shut. Silky fingers slid up the inside of her thigh. Another hand traveled up her other thigh. Sharp nails played over her nether regions teasing her. She shifted and spread her legs wider.
“Mmm... I thought you weren’t going to play with me?”