Chapter Twenty Three- Provoking The Devil Out Of Him Part One

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'Just go to sleep before you do anything you will regret.' I told myself again and again, but my feelings were no different when I turned to my sight and laid my head on my pillow.

I closed my eyes and started to recall past incidents I did not put much thought into until now. I remembered the conversation I had with my mother when I was twelve, I was confiding in her, an overly excited pre- teen when I confessed to her that I liked a boy in my class and listed all the things that I found blissfully amazing about him. I never received vindication that he liked me back, but I liked him so much, I told mom that I was going to marry him. I remember how her expression just changed and she used her soft, melodious voice to mollifying the intense nature of her words and their implications. I remember she told me to never speak to that boy again, that I should not let him confuse me, that I just have to be patient and wait a few years. She told me that I cannot just have interest in just anyone, because I am a very special girl and my destiny has already been chosen. I was a bit hurt that I had to quit liking the boy, but everything else I just shrugged off, I thought she just did not want me taking an interest in boys so young because it will distract me from my education. Then there were those ambiguous answers she gave me when she brought the Devil into our home and I asked her about his details. My mother had woken me up in the middle of the night and taken me to the kitchen, I did not understand what was going on until I saw a very tall man in a black suit standing next to the door that leads to the backyard. I remember him staring at me so intently, in an almost creepy manner, because his features were so stern.

"Is this my daddy?" I remember being intimidated by him, but very excited at the prospect of him being my biological father. I have never known who my biological father is, my mother refuses to talk about him, I do not know even his name, age, or the colour of his eyes.

"No, my poppy, but he will be your daddy." Was her reply, we were sitted at the dining table and he was standing right behind her. She was not very comfortable until he went upstairs.

"What is he doing here? Is he going to live with us?" I asked her and her answer was very strange.

"No, rabella, he will not be living with us. He is here for you…. For us… we have to leave with him, tonight, okay, sweetheart?"

To say I was bummed by the news would be an understatement, I loved my home and my neighborhood very much. "Why?"

"Because mommy married him, he wants to take care of you."

"Okay…." I pretended to understand, but my eight year old mind did not know what to think. "What is his name? I need to know since he is my daddy now."

"He has a lot of names…." She trailed off, almost unsure of what to say. "But we will call him Thanos, okay, my rabella?"

I nodded my head and placed another question. "Where is he from?"

Mom gave me those 'I don't know what to tell you, you're overwhelming me' eyes and answered hesitantly. "No one really knows, my poppy, he is from a far far away land which is unreachable to us."

Again I nodded my head, I did not think much into it. "Okay… is he a good man?" I was asking because I thought he looked evil, like the villains in the cartoons I watched.

"No, my love, he is not a good man, but he will take very good care of you, you are very special to him." Her face stilled when she heard him coming down the stairs. "Okay, my poppy, let's go to your room to pack."

My life has always been governed by strangeness, by caprice, I do not ever remember my childhood at one point being a normal one and after we moved into the Devil's mansion, things only got more and more strange. I never thought I would find myself here though. When I was fifteen, his attractiveness came to my notice too much, I still discovering myself and what I was into and I realised that he ticked so many boxes on my list. At some point I admitted to myself that I had a crush on him, but I knew how very wrong that was and had more morals and was more scrupulous and less horny back then. Every time my crush returned, I was able to quickly do away with those feelings and carry on as though they were never there. Now I am in too deep and it is like beguiling mystery is unfolding right before my eyes but I am too blind or too stupid to see. I do not even know who I am, I do not know what the fuck is going on in my life.

At the moment, I could not bring myself to care. I was too concerned about pleasing my darkest desires to stress about the many secrets being kept away from me. I knew just what I needed, what had to be done and I was extremely weak tonight because yet again, I could not resist the impetus. I allowed my prurient desires to cloud my judgment and my rational mind. I sat on my aching ass again and immediately discovered that nothing had changed. The odds were in my favour tonight; the Devil was still as stationary has half an hour ago, his chest was still not moving and his eyes were still closed and facing the ceiling. His dead- like state was to my advantage and prompted me to do what my horny ass mind was telling me to do even more. I stared at his lips and thought about stealing one last kiss, but I knew that that would just be tempting fate.

As quietly as I could, I slipped out of the covers and climbed down the bed, then I minced to the bathroom, making sure that the hinges of the door do not creak too loudly when I opened it. I knew that time was something I did not have, so as soon as I stepped inside, I leaned into the wall and pushed my night dress up to my waist and my hand dived between my thighs.

I needed this so much.

I was finally going to cum and the best part was I did not need his permission and he is never going to find out that while he was deep in his repose, I was fingering myself to thoughts of him doing as he pleases with my youthful body, to him leaving me with as many marks as he likes so every man and boy out there will know that I belong to Lucifer.