Chapter Twenty Four- Provoking The Devil Out Of Him Part Two

He had transformed into a monster right before my eyes and I do not think I have ever been this terrified of him. I was surprised my heart did not give away and stop beating when he leaned into me and licked the corner of my lips.

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My receptors were charged, my senses were on overdrive. The effect of every touch offered to my skin was amplified. My hand found my breast and I trapped my erect nipple between my fingers, moaning softly as I rolled it between my fingers and was rewarded with pleasure for my efforts. As I fondled with my breast and stoked my internal fire even more, I directed my hand down until my finger tips grazed the small hairs on my lips. I ran my index finger down my slit, leaving it coated in my juices.

I was amazed by how lubricated my vagina was, it was dripping, I have never ever been this wet, not even for the hottest man of my fantasies; Oliviero. The Devil had me wrapped around his finger, he played with my mind and his influence was insurmountable. Impatient, I inserted a finger which felt lonely and inadequate, the second one slipped in with utmost ease. I could feel my walls spasm and yell for me to stop delaying the release. I started thrusting them in and out slowly and somewhere along, shame crept up to me.

I started asking myself a lot of question, like what would my mother think if she knew what I was thinking, if she saw me fingering myself to the image of the Devil kissing every length of my body, would she think that I am an absolute slut and never talk to me? It is utterly unfair, I can't help how I feel, it is not my fault that my step-father affects me so acutely.

Wrestling down the guilt, I pumped my fingers with more force, with increased pace and I rubbed my clit vigorously with my thumb. It was harder to stifle the raunchy moans as I propelled myself closer and closer to an orgasm.

"Oh daddy, mhhmmm… I am going to cum for you, please let me cum for you daddy…" The soft, very low tuned, extremely raunchy moans flowed out of me as my legs began to shake and I squeezed my breast harder. I was seconds away from hitting that high note when the door swung open and scared the living daylights out of me. My eyes flew open and I released a loud gasp as though I was asphyxiating when I locked eyes with the Devil. He had the most frightening look on his face, his hands were clenched, his eyes a chilling blood red. I should have fainted the instance my eyes locked with those red, glowing, unnatural orbs, but he did not give me much time to think.

The Devil looked the most feral I have ever seen him look, he stared at me like a ferocious beast about to devour its prey to the last bone. I do not know what had possessed him and I was terrified by those glowing crimson orbs promised me. They told me that I was not going to walk out of this bathroom the same.

I discharged my fingers from my vagina and trembled despite me trying to prevent such a reaction. "D-ddaddy… what are you- it's not what you think-"

He did not even let me finish uttering the rest of my lies and excuses, before I was hauled forward and thrown against the wall. I only gasped from shock as my back collided with the solid wall to be distracted enough not to stop him in time. Before I knew it his head was between my legs. A vicious bolt of panic struck me when he opened his mouth and flashed his sharpened canines to me. I acted instinctively and out of immeasurable fear and immediately shoved my palms into his face, but the amount of force invested was not enough.

He drove his warm mouth into my wetness like a voracious animal feeding after plentiful days of starvation and I let out a strident scream. One stroke delivered by his tongue to my clit was all it took for him to push me over the edge. A string of moans, pants, and sobs and other sounds I did not know I was capable of producing gushed out of me, my legs shook, my stomach chest, my chest tightened, an upward force pulled at me internally and I heaved as I rode the massive orgasmic wave and released my juices into his mouth. Had it not been for him pinning me down I would have collapsed to the floor a panting mess, my wobbling legs could not carry me. I have never ever experienced such a rupturing orgasm before, I thought I would go lights out immediately after. An animalistic growl racked the atmosphere, the aggressive, deeply sourced sound startled my heart. I was spent, but the Beast of Hell did allow me any respite to recover from that earth- shattering orgasm which stunned my body deeply.

I did not expel a single sound of objection when the Devil's calloused hands grabbed a handful of my ass and he exchanged me another gut wrenching growl before he roughly hoisted me up and carried me into the bedroom. He threw me on the bed and I landed on it with a gasp. My legs were still spread and my glistening vagina was on display for his eyes to feast.

His mien darkened, he radiated even more darkness and hunger and I was frightened by the preview projecting in my mind. He has never stared at me with so much hunger, he looks insatiable.

In that moment I knew that I might have bitten off more than I can chew.

He is going to fuck me hard, I do not think he is in the right state of mind to consider that I am a virgin with a very intact barrier. Shit!

That raging inferno setting his eyes ablaze did not mask the vicious manner in which he planned to ravage me. I could just imagine his brutality and I could not brace myself enough to brook whatever degree of ruthlessness he was going to subject me to.

"I do not think I am going to spare you tonight," his deep voice resonated darkly in my ears and I could not get over how strained and beastly it sounded. Oh lord I should have just stuck with my own kind, I have all the vindication I needed that my step-father is a supernatural being, and I know very well that as petite as I am, I was not build for having sex with a BEAST.

"I do not think that you want to be spared." He crept closer and invited himself between my parted legs and I paled when I felt the head of his monster brush into my lips. I forgot how to breathe when his piercing eyes carved into me, his sudden reticence making me aware that he expected the next words to come from me.

We shared a beautiful intimate moment while I struggled to find my tongue; my stomach was wringing to knots in anticipation of the carnality that was about to transpire, we gazed into each other's eyes deeply, our lips sealed but our eyes communicating with each other, I laid beneath the beast and basked in the sweltering silence he allowed. I could feel my walls throbbing with new found passion, signaling to me that they were ready to receive him.

Except they were not, they were far from ready. I was still soused and stupified by the torrid heat of the moment and I found myself agreeing with him.

"I don't." I breathed, curly my lips into my mouth. Why did I say that? He seemed satisfied by my response, how could he not be satisfied when I had practically given him permission to take me as he wishes?

His lips crashed into mine and he kissed me with unmatched drive, ravaging my lips like he had been thirsting for them for plenty of centuries. He was aggressive but to my liking and the sense of urgency and his voraciousness was too great for him to take his time and savour the taste of my lips. As my arms locked around his neck and I pulled him in and deepened the kiss, there were a plethora of thoughts running a marathon in my mind and one of them was that I was never going to be the same after this, tonight was either going to leave me with more bitterness on my tongue or with a hoard of strong emotions strengthening my attraction to him. The thought of falling in love with him scared me to death, but not more than the thought of a future without my mother, not more than the thought of never having a relationship with my mother again.

"Tonight, I mark you as MINE, I finally take what is MINE." He declared with another feral growl which a man could have never been able to produce, then I felt the head of his monster brush into my lips and massage my swollen clit and I imagined spearing into me and tearing my hymen. That thought was subsequently followed by the image of my mother. Her face popped up in my mind, she was staring at me with so much hatred and disappointment, glaring at me murderously with glassy eyes. That was more than enough motivation to stop myself from betraying her.

I jerked my body and as swiftly as I could manage, I threw my body to the side and rolled off the bed, landing on the floor painfully. I pulled my chemise down and removed myself from the floor, and when I came up, he was no longer on the bed. I turned to my back and found him right behind me, looking extremely furious and fiercely vicious. I did not even apologise, I did not want him to believe that I was sorry when I was not, I instead receded and created some distance between us. I had to be strong for my mother, as much as he wants me and I want him, this is very unfair on my mother and extremely disrespectful at his end that he is pursuing her daughter.

"This is not right.. I can't- I can't do this, I can't let this happen, this is not right, it is not.." As much as my voice wavered and was not as firm as I would have liked, but I think I was able to convey just how serious I was to him. I am not going to yield, no matter what.

His nostrils flared and he clenched his jaw, glaring at me like I had just insulted him in the worst way. "How dare you provoke me and then deny me. You started this and I will end it. This is much bigger than you think, you cannot deny fate." He stalked closer and with each step he took forward, I took one backwards, my shaky legs carrying me despite the nagging urge to run. "I do not think you understand that you have always been mine, that I will mark you, whether you like it or not. You have been chosen and you cannot change your destiny." I did not react fast enough, his hand wrapped around my neck and my back slammed into the wall. "You were made for me, I will never let you go." His face inched closer and I realised that he was about to kiss me and I turned my head away.

"I cannot do this to my mother, I am very sorry, father, but I just can't." I told him, staring him square in the eyes and the expression on his ageless face changed. His red eyes burned brighter as he shocked me to the last bone and chuckled. The darkest, most sinster chuckle I have ever heard, then his grip on my neck tightened and my eyes widened.

"Do you have any idea who I am, Vanessa?" It was the very first time he addressed me with my name and it sounded so venomous rolling off his tongue, fear washed over me in large volumes.

My stomach wringing in knots, my bottom lip trembled and my voice came out so shaky, even I was abashed by how frightened I was. "No, I do not know who you are, I do not think I have ever known." His eyes narrowed and ever so tauntingly, his lips curved up and he smiled, revealing to me thinner, longer, sharp teeth which looked built to rip fresh from the bone. He had transformed into a monster right before my eyes and I do not think I have ever been this terrified of him. I was surprised my heart did not give away and stop beating when he leaned into me and licked the corner of my lips.

"Trust me, princess, you do not want to find out, especially not when I am angry with you." He threatened and without any thought, I shook my head and his fingers applied more pressure to my throat, constricting my airway. Now I was scared that he was going to break my neck in half, but you won't believe that a part of me wanted to say "fuck this", jump onto him and kiss him.

"Sweetheart, the Devil always gets what he wants. Sooner rather than later, you will come to me and you will beg me to fuck you until you can't walk and I will do just that. I will be ready for you, but will you be ready for me?"

"But mom-"

"Shhh… let loose, angel, this is your destiny." He hushed me irately, cocking his hips and his hardness slammed into my stomach, before he pressed his body into mine and pinned me to the wall. I was trapped, he had grounded me with his weight and in that tight spot, I panicked and blurted out something utterly stupid.

"You cannot be my first, there is someone else I am enamoured by and I want him to be my boyfriend." It was a very risky, life endangering lie that I told and immediately regretted, but the words had been said and I could not take them back.

His blood red eyes darkened and anger flashed through them and he spoke through gritted teeth. "Say that again." He dared me and I decided to provoke him.

"I want a boyfriend, I should be allowed to date, I am old enough!"

Oh I was really going to regret this.

I had really done it this time.