Ralph capture the horn

Ralph capture the horn

"Bye-bye," Ralph waved, smiling from ear to ear, as he took the horn from Deacon's mouth. The demon spread his wings and flew towards them, and Ralph watched him with wide eyes, smiling widely. He placed his hand on Deacon's body, and they both disappeared.

Lucinda looked at Lucifer, giving him the "I told you so" look with a smirk. "So he managed to get hold of a demon's horn," she remarked.

Lucifer grinned, clenching his fists. "So he will be able to create the antidote," he replied.

"Who says he will be able to create the antidote?" Lucifer said, smiling evilly.

"What are you going to do?" she asked curiously.

"The demon's horn can be stolen, you know?" Lucifer beamed, and Lucinda stared at him in a strange way. "I'm sure Ralph wouldn't be so careless as to let the horn slip out of his grasp," she remarked.

Lucifer carried her in his arms and flew into his chambers, placing her firmly on the bed. He closed the door with a wave of his hand and transformed into a human. He lay across her on the bed and slowly kissed her neck. Lucinda breathed heavily and he attempted to kiss her lips. She turned her head slightly, avoiding his lips.

"You can't resist me, can you?" he asked, crashing his lips onto hers. He forcefully kissed her, but Lucinda did not respond. He was the one doing all the kissing. He began caressing her breasts, and she moved restlessly on the bed, staring at him oddly.

He continued kissing her deeply and slowly, his hand on her ass while her hand was wrapped around his neck. Lucinda took short, shallow breaths as he trailed kisses down her neck, sending shivers up her spine.

He kissed his way down her neck, down to her chest, and arched her back for more contact. He groaned against her soft lips, causing her to gasp. He slipped his hand under her shirt, grazing it up her side.

"I love your ample breasts," he groaned.

He moved his hand down her body, attempting to reach between her legs, but she pushed his hand away and sat up quickly. Lucifer's face contorted in frustration. "What's wrong?" he asked angrily.

"I'm not ready for this. Can we do it another time?" she asked. He frowned, clenching his teeth. "What's wrong, wife? You've never acted this way before," he said, running his hand through her hair. She took his hand.

"I'm not in the mood. Maybe another time," she declared, her legs trembling. He was surprised that she had the courage to say all this to him.

Lucifer looked at her and lay on top of her, tightly holding her hands above her head with his razor-sharp finger. His finger pierced her skin, leaving it red and bloody.

"You can't refuse me. I own you," he said in a deep voice, continuously kissing her lips. She struggled beneath him on the bed, moving her mouth sideways, and he slapped her across the cheek, leaving a red mark. She became calm.

"You think you can refuse me, and I'll just let you go like other men, but I am not like other men," he declared, ripping off her panties as he slipped a finger inside her, lightly pumping it as he tasted her.

"Lucifer, please stop," she warned, half out of breath. He knew she was close; he could feel her gripping him, moving her hips against him. It was incredibly hot.

He maintained his pace, licking and sucking her clit, and she growled, giving in to the climax. She screamed, "Okay, okay, okay!" She pulled away from him, trembling.

He gave her a moment. Her eyes were closed, and he watched her chest rise and fall.

"You are so fucking beautiful," he murmured to her.

"I need to be inside you, now," he said gruffly.

He pulled down his pants, and Lucinda eyed his cock. She sucked in a breath. It was big. It felt like the first time she had seen his dick. She bit her lower lip.

Lucifer groaned and pushed her back onto the bed, spreading her legs and guiding himself inside her. He slid in with just the tip and leaned forward to be close to her.
Lucifer wanted to see her face. He couldn't remember ever wanting to see any other woman's face, but he wanted to see hers. Lucinda could feel him slowly pushing inside her. It felt awkward and intense. It had been so long since she had felt turned on. Perhaps this was the most turned on she had ever been. It was so intimate, him gazing into her eyes as he entered her.

Lucifer didn't need any more invitations; he thrust himself all the way inside her. Lucinda's eyes rolled back as he hit the right spot. He began a strong rhythm, and Lucinda wrapped herself tightly around him.

It was amazing. He was amazing. Lucinda loved how Lucifer's muscles contracted and moved as he thrust in and out of her. It was incredibly sexy.

He continued hitting that perfect spot inside her. She felt the pressure building and whispered, "Lucifer, I'm going to come."

Lucifer pulled back just enough to look into her eyes as he made sure she reached climax before he did.
He continued thrusting in and out of her, feeling her tighten around him as she climaxed, her hips convulsing. It was enough to push him over the edge.

Lucifer couldn't hold back any longer and buried himself deep inside her. He moaned, shouting as he came intensely. Lucifer had to keep his eyes closed to avoid seeing stars.

He collapsed on top of Lucinda, taking a deep breath, and rolled off her.