Save him
"Will you save him? Answer me plainly demon."
"I will save him...for you," She searched his face but saw no dishonesty there.
She leaned forward and kissed him, sealing the deal. His strong hands made no time in roaming all over her body while their lips touched. His tongue worked its way inside her mouth. Dipping and tasting her sweetness. The intense kiss made her body feel alive.
Her body reacted to him instantly. The passion she felt when they touched and the surge of energy she felt was unlike anything she had experienced. It was only with him. The sensation made her wanton and she found herself secretly wanting him to take her like he had on the night of the full moon. His lips were inches from hers.
He then used them and made a trail from her lips to her cheeks, then her jaw bone, and further still to her neck.
The feeling giving her butterflies in her stomach. She bit her lip in anticipation. His kisses were everywhere and before she knew it. He was kneeling down in front of her. His arms wrapped around her toned, soft legs.
He slowly lifted her satin hem. His masculine hands making her feel unsteady. They continued to move upward past her bare knees and now to her lower thigh. All the while he was staring into her eyes with an intense look. She had never experienced the intensity of a gaze like this.
The fear she felt of his unpredictability heightened her senses. She was drunk with him, and she didn't know how it had gotten so far so fast. What would he do next?
"Please, do me a favor."
She was caught off guard by his request, and his use of the word, 'please'.
"Yes?" she enquired nervously.
"Say my name."
She thought it was an odd request, but he was an odd one, even for a demon. She complied and said his name.
"Beleth," she whispered it, and she felt his arms wrapped tighter around her legs.
His cheek was touching her bare skin. She inhaled sharply at the sensation.
"Say it again." He commanded and she did.
"Beleth."
His hand slid in between her legs and when he reached the juncture of her thighs he stopped. She wondered why. He got up from his kneeling position and stood up to his full height. His face was inches away from hers. His capable hands were still on her bare thighs.
He kissed her lips and she kissed him back. She felt her body giving in. She could no longer fight him.
"It is settled. You are mine." He broke the kiss to say.
He then began kissing her neck and bare shoulders, exposing her breasts. He kept one in his hand while he removed her strap with his teeth, replacing it with his warm lips, working his way back up her neck and back to her sensuous mouth. Both of his hands on her face. His kiss grew more and more urgent and it felt like she was on fire with desire for him. Her head fell back as he continued to assault her senses.
The feeling of deja vu heightened them and before she knew it, he gently took her down to the cold stone floor...