The Third Throne: Angel of Darkness

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fingers against his long shaft.  Lucifer jerked as if she’d hit him.  She immediately stopped and moved back, bracing to be slapped or shouted at.  Instead, Lucifer grabbed her hand and forcefully wrapped it completely around his shaft.
    “More.  Keep going,” he grunted, more animal than man.
    Apparently being hit was a good thing.  She moved her hand up and down his hard shaft and watched his head fly back.  Snarls erupted from this throat.  She started to relax as the soft sensation of his skin caught her attention.  While he was harder than the stone walls around her, his skin was amazingly smooth.  She had no idea.  She flushed with embarrassment when she decided to move her hand over the thick ridge that separated the head from the shaft.  She was curious to see what it felt like.  She wet her lips at the thought and tightened her hand around him. The head molded to her hand and she tightened her grip even more, afraid that he would fall out of her hand.
    Lucifer shouted and howled as she continued to rub him.  He thrust violently into her hand, so much so that she had to stop moving and let him do the work, or her hand would leave him.  She watched him close his eyes and moan.  She was doing this.  She was making Lucifer feel good.  Admittedly, she was seriously turned on.  The moaning made her skin tingle and her body grew even warmer.  She noticed that her breasts were more sensitive against her clothes and felt fuller.  She watched with fascination as his hard thick length plunged into and out of her hand.  She wanted to know what it would feel like if he were inside of her.
    Without warning, her hand was pulled away and his hand was on the back of her neck, pulling her closer.  Lucifer demanded entrance has he slammed against her mouth.  She had little option but to comply.  She took his smooth, full head into her mouth and reveled in the feeling.  She had no idea she would actually enjoy having an erection in her mouth.  He was smooth and warm.  She rolled her tongue around the full head while Lucifer moaned and jerked.  She explored the intriguing slit with her tongue and was rewarded with the salty evidence of his enjoyment.  Lucifer pushed further into her mouth and she closed her lips around him.  She slid her tongue back and forth over him slowly as she moved her mouth across him a few times.  She sucked in her cheeks to squeeze him.
    Lucifer removed his hand from her shoulder and entangled it in her hair.  He didn’t hurt her; he merely hung on to her.  She quickened her pace when she found a rhythm he seemed to enjoy.  She looked up and saw him watching her mouth as he slid in and out.  He appeared mesmerized by what she was doing.  She felt pride in her ability to please him, despite not having the adequate knowledge and experience she thought she needed.  Lucifer’s body suddenly jerked and tightened.  He quickly pulled away and slammed into the stone wall behind him.  He released his desire onto the floor as he growled and shook.  When it was over, he fell to his knees.
    Michelle scrambled to her feet quickly.  Her body was shaking, though not from fear this time.  She liked watching him spill onto the floor.  Her body was uncomfortable and throbbing.  She wanted to be touched, but she wasn’t sure how Lucifer would react if she moved closer.
    He remained on the floor for a few minutes trying to calm his breathing.  He slowly lifted his head to look at her.
    The first thing she noticed was his eyes.  Instead of black and soulless, they were lighter, almost blue and filled with emotion.  The second thing she noticed was the tear running down his cheek.  She was shocked.  Lucifer was crying?  The third thing she noticed was that his hair was also lighter.  Instead of dark brown, it was almost a golden brown.
    Lucifer jerked to his feet and grabbed his pants from around his ankles.  He quickly redressed, but didn’t speak.  He looked at her as if

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