Chapter 21 🔞🔞Chapter 21🔞🔞
She moaned, arching up, breasts spilling from the corset as her hands clawed my back.
“Apollo... yes, claim it. Claim me.” Her words fueled the fire—she'd tormented me all day with teases and near-misses, now it was my turn.
I flipped her roughly, yanking her ass up, the crotchless panties framing her tight hole perfectly. My fingers probed her pussy first, slick and ready, but I wanted to torment her deeper.
“You've been driving me insane, love. Time to feel it back.” I freed my cock, thick and ridged, veins pulsing crimson, slamming into her ass without mercy—hard, deep thrusts that stretched her, her cries mixing pain and ecstasy.
She bucked back, pushing onto me, the corset digging into her skin as I fucked her raw, one hand fisting her hair, the other worshipping her curves—squeezing her ass cheeks, thumb circling her clit.
“Fuck, your ass is so tight, gripping my cock like it never wants to let go.”
Each pound echoed our bond, emotional waves of love and lust crashing—her trust in my possession, my eternal servitude to her pleasure. She came hard, pussy clenching air, ass milking me as I growled, filling her with hot cum, ridges dragging screams from her throat.
Panting, she collapsed, turning to pull me down, lips seeking mine in a fierce kiss.
“God, Apollo... that was perfect torment.” Her body trembled against me, sated but sparking with more, our night far from over as I nuzzled her neck, already plotting the next worship.
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Apollo’s lips brushed my neck, his breath hot and ragged against my skin, but I wasn't done pushing him. Not yet. My body still thrummed from the way he'd claimed my ass, his cum leaking warm between my cheeks, the black lace corset twisted around my waist like a badge of his possession. I twisted in his arms, meeting his red eyes with my own fierce gaze, heart pounding with a mix of sated glow and fresh hunger. The bond between us pulsed, his devotion a constant hum in my veins, but I needed more—needed him to prove it, to shatter every last barrier with the full force of his demonic fire.
“Not enough, Apollo,” I whispered, shoving at his broad chest, feeling the hard ridges of his crimson skin under my palms as his glamour flickered away completely. His elegant horns curved above us, catching the dim light, and I grabbed one, yanking his face closer. “You swore eternal loyalty. Prove it. Dominate me completely. Make me feel every inch of your possession—body and soul. No holding back.” My voice cracked with raw need, emotions swirling: trust in his love, the thrill of surrender, the ache for him to break me open.
His eyes flashed, a low growl rumbling from his throat as he flipped me onto my back, pinning my wrists above my head with one massive hand. His crimson body loomed over mine, hot and unyielding, the weight of him pressing me into the mattress.
“You want total domination, my love? I'll give it to you until you beg for mercy.”
His free hand roamed my curves, worshipping the swell of my full breasts still heaving in the corset, thumbs flicking my nipples until they ached. But there was no gentleness now—his touch turned savage, nails scraping down my sides, leaving red trails that burned deliciously.
I arched up, gasping as his horns grazed my inner thigh, the sharp tips teasing my sensitive flesh without breaking skin, igniting sparks of raw desire that shot straight to my core. My pussy clenched, slick and empty, craving him again.
“Yes, Apollo—show me. Fuck me like you own me.” The words spilled out, laced with vulnerability, my independence cracking under the weight of how much I needed this, I needed him to fill the void that only his demonic cock could.
He didn't make me wait. Releasing my wrists, he gripped my hips, flipping me onto my stomach and yanking my ass up high, the crotchless panties framing me like an offering. His thick, ridged cock—still hard, veins pulsing with infernal heat—nudged my dripping pussy lips, teasing the entrance.
“I do own you. You are mine, Adrianna. Every scream, every drop of your cum—mine.”
With a savage thrust, he buried himself deep, stretching my walls around his girth, the ridges dragging against my insides in a way that made stars explode behind my eyes.
I cried out, fingers clawing the sheets, the mix of sweet worship in his growled words and the brutal pound of his hips driving me wild. He leaned over me, crimson skin slick with sweat against my back, one hand tangling in my brunette curls to pull my head back, exposing my throat. His mouth latched on, sucking hard enough to bruise, tongue leaving a mark like a lover's vow.
“So fucking perfect,” he murmured telepathically, his voice a velvet rasp in my mind. “Your pussy grips me like it was made for my cock. I worship this body—every curve, every tremble.”
Our telepathic link ignited, fiery visions flashing between us: taboo fantasies of him taking me in public, shadows hiding his form as he fucked me senseless while mortals watched unaware; dreams of binding me in silken chains forged from his demonic essence, worshipping my clit with his forked tongue for hours until I shattered. Pleasure surged through the bond, amplifying every thrust—his cock hitting that deep spot inside me, ridges pulsing in rhythm with my heartbeat, sending waves of ecstasy crashing over us both.
“Harder,” I demanded, pushing back onto him, my voice muffled against the pillow.
Emotions flooded me—love for this possessive beast who'd sworn his soul to me, fear of losing control melting into pure, aching surrender. He obliged, fucking me relentlessly, hips slamming against my ass with possessive hunger, his balls slapping wetly against my clit. One hand slid under me, fingers circling my swollen nub, pinching just enough to blur pain into bliss.
“Apollo—oh god, yes!” The words tore from me as another orgasm built, coiling tight in my belly.
His horns grazed my shoulder now, a deliberate scrape that made me shiver, his body a furnace of muscle and lust pressing me down.
“Feel me claiming you, love. Deep inside, marking you as my eternal queen.” The telepathic surge hit like lightning—taboo images of him breeding me with his demonic seed, our bodies entwined in eternal rut, pleasure so intense it bordered on agony. I surrendered fully, body going limp under his onslaught, craving his brutal worship, the way he growled praises between savage grunts: “Your tits, your ass, this tight pussy— all for me to devour.”
He shifted, pulling out only to flip me again, spreading my thighs wide as he drove back in, face to face now. His red eyes bored into mine, horns framing his fierce expression, crimson skin glistening. I wrapped my legs around his waist, nails raking his back, drawing beads of dark blood that only spurred him faster. The bond thrummed with our shared ecstasy—his devotion pouring into me like molten love, my trust letting him ravage me without restraint.