The demon's demand

Raziel moved his hands sensually along Luciana's waist, eliciting a reaction from her. She tried to wiggle out of his hold, but he held her in place with one hand. His other hand left her waist and began to roam freely along her body, pressing on her breasts before moving downwards.

Lord! Luciana already felt het body reacting to his touch. She cursed herself for how easily it was for him to affect her. In fact she was not even resisting at all.

Raziel then reached for her dress, wanting to take it off. But he didn't seem to have the patience to do that, so he tore it in the chest area, revealing her breasts.

"Raziel!" She tried to stop him, but her voice betrayed her. She sounded so breathy as she called his name. It even served to fuel the lust in his eyes. "How exactly do I fix you when you are..." She trailed off when he took one of her peaks, rolling them between his fingers. "...like this?." She managed to complete her question, even though it came out as a moan.