Hell-ish Pleasure.

Lila’s POV

The glowing cum inside me would not stop moving.

It felt alive, thick and warm as it swirled deep in my womb like liquid fire that refused to settle.

I lay on my apartment floor, legs still spread, chest heaving as Azrael hovered above me. His golden eyes burned with wicked satisfaction while thick ropes of his demonic seed leaked from my ruined pussy, dripping onto the wooden boards with wet, obscene sounds.

But he was not finished.

“You feel it, don’t you, little witch?” he purred, voice like smoke curling around my ears. “My essence is already changing you. Making you hungry for more.”

Before...