Lucifer pulled Hermione down to straddle his lap and trailed his fingertips up and down her hot bum. "Did you like that?"
"Yes, sir."
"Are you ready for my cock now?"
A muzzy smile lit her face. "Yes, sir."
"Good girl. Ask me nicely."
"Please, sir, may I have your cock?"
"I can't hear you."
Louder, she said, "Please, sir, may I have your cock?"
He smirked. "Much better. Reach down and take it out."
Hermione leaned back a little. She ran her fingers over the lump in his trousers then unbuttoned his placket.
'He's not wearing a belt. I miss the belt.'
His zip came down, and she smiled.
He wasn't wearing boxers either. His cock felt hot and heavy in her hand; she pumped it twice before he growled softly and covered her fingers with his.
"Do you want to ride me, or do you want me to fuck you?"
Hermione bucked forward a little, pressing him to her sodden knickers. "Please fuck me, sir."
He growled louder and dug his fingers into her hip to keep her still. "Do you want it slow and deep or hard and fast?"
"Oh God," she muttered. "However you want to fuck me, sir."
The corner of his mouth curled up. "Get on your hands and knees."
Clambering out of his lap, she got on her hands and knees on the couch; Hermione felt him slide down her knickers.
He urged her to place her chest on the couch, and the position made her shiver.
Sinking down, she turned her head and saw a girl sitting across from them, hands down her knickers.
Lucifer got on one knee, bracing his other foot on the floor.
Her pussy felt like a warm stream as he rubbed his head through her folds. "Is this what you want, pet?"
"Yes, sir."
Lucifer pushed in a little, and she moaned loudly.
'That's my girl....'
Her pussy was swollen from another her talents, and he made a mental note to thank her for that later.
He pushed past the engorged barrel into the giving sheath.
He had to grit his teeth to keep from moaning.
Placing his finger on the end of her cat tail, Lucifer gently stirred it around as he worked his way into her.
Hermione cried out softly, pressing back for more. He slid in all the way, and she let out a loud noise of relief.
Lucifer began to fuck her slowly.
He didn't stop manipulating her plug; it kept swirling around and stretching her walls.
"Unh!"
"That's it," he murmured . "Tell everyone whom you belong to."
"You, sir."
"Louder. And say my name. Say 'I belong to Lucifer Morningstar.'"
"I belong to Lucifer Morningstar."
He grinned and squeezed her hip with one hand.
The room could be empty for all he knew, he couldn't stop staring at the side of her face.
"That's my good girl." Lucifer fucked her harder, digging deep to hear that wet sound slipping around him.
"The whole room can hear your wet little pussy, pet. Tell them who does that to you."
"You do, sir!"
He pressed her plug in deeper. "Say my name."
"Lucifer Morningstar makes my pussy wet!"
"Good girl. Don't you dare try to be quiet. I want hear you when you come. You'd better beg me for it."
He started fucking her harder, and Hermione's jaw fell open in a shuddering exhale. "Oh gods," she panted. "Thank you, sir."
"Beg me."
"Please may I come, sir? Oh God. I'm so close. Please fuck me harder, sir. Please!"
He did. Her body rocked with the impact.
If not for the arm of the couch to push back on, she would have been knocked flat.
"I can feel your pussy sloshing, pet. Are you going to show everyone how wet you can get the furniture?"
She buried her blushing face in the cushion. "Yes, sir."
"You'd better get your face back where I can see it if you want to come."
Hermione looked back out at that girl, who now had an extremely pretty black woman sitting next to her, her hand on her thigh.
She looked like a model, and Hermione almost giggled.
She didn't have much time for looking; Lucifer was jiggling her plug inside her, and she felt the first telltale rush of tension flare through her. 'Oh my God!'
"Come for me, pet. I know you're ready. Say my name. I want the whole house to know who makes you come every single night. Talk for me, love. I want to hear you."
She squeezed her eyes shut as the pressure built. "Oh God, Lucifer Please! Fuck me hard! Your cock is so good. Fuck! Please don't stop. Oh God! Oh God! Oh God! Unnnnnnh!" The spasms in her pussy started, gradually building to a peak where her brain exploded in a starburst of white light.
"Luci----!"
He pulled out, brushing his fingers quickly back and forth over her clit as the storm cloud in her broke and rain poured over his hand.
Someone muttered "bloody hell," and Lucifer smirked.
As soon as the stream slowed, he pushed right back into her, fucking her so everyone could hear how wet she was.
He grabbed both her hips and pounded into her.
She babbled out a string of nonsense noises, her eyes half-open, staring at those girl's shoes.
He had a feeling she didn't really see them. "That was perfect, love. Let's see it again."
She let out a tired moan and whispered, "Please, sir. I can't."
"Yes, you can."
He had no intention of coming until she broke again. If he wanted to keep her from being embarrassed when it was over, he'd have to fuck her brainless.
If she couldn't think, she couldn't worry.
The swelling inside her was starting again.
He gritted his teeth. Her pussy already felt like a vice.
The hard bulge of the plug pressed through her thin wall, which added a blunt speed bump to every thrust.
A small rivulet of juice ran over his cock.
She was, quiet literally, overflowing.
Slipping his hand around her hip, Lucifer found her clit and sought to push her over. "I can feel you leaking around me, love. You're ready to come again. Hear that? Your pussy is begging for it. Come for me. You want to please me, don't you?"
"Yes, sir!"
"Then come for me."
Hermione was so close. Her stomach kept tensing, and her thighs were shaking as though she'd been cursed with the Jelly-Legs Jinx.
That girl's foot tapped once on the floor, and the shine made her eyes focus.
Lucifer's finger wouldn't stop; her stomach jerked hard again, and that time she couldn't relax.
"Thank you, sir," she whimpered and came hard, her muscles quivering so violently she was worried she wouldn't be able to walk later.
Lucifer slammed into her with even more force, pushing himself to come with her.
The roiling in his bollocks built to a boil, and he grunted once as he came inside her.
Ribbons of release unfurled from his cock; he had to bite his tongue to keep from saying her name.
Lucifer pulled out of her slowly and fell back onto the seat with a heaving sigh.
Patting her bum, he muttered, "Come and clean my cock, pet."
Still dazed and breathless, Hermione slid down to the floor to kneel before him.
Her knickers tied her up, and she had a flashback of the very first time he'd spanked her.
Lucifer stroked the side of her face as she licked her cream from his cock.
She was still panting, and the breeze made a shiver run up his spine. "Good girl," he whispered.
Hermione smiled, gently lapping him clean.
When she finished, Lucifer packed his cock away and fastened his trousers.
She looked sad to see it go, and he smirked at her. "Take off your knickers and give them to me."
She had another flashback as she pulled her knickers from around her ankles then handed them to him.
Lucifer pocketed her panties and beckoned her closer.
She scooted forward on her knees, and he smiled at her. "Put your head in my lap. I want to pet you."
Hermione bit back a giggle and put her cheek on his thigh; she sat back on her heels and rested her hands on his hips.
"That's my sweet pet," he whispered.
His fingertips gently grazed over her jaw and neck, stroking around her collar and tracing her ears.
Benjamin sat next to him. "That was quite the comeback. We've missed you, Lucifer."
Lucifer nodded but didn't look away from the witch in his lap.
"If it was your intention to announce your return to the entire house, I think you succeeded," Benjamin said with a smirk.
Lucifer's lips curled into a grin. "I want them to know she's mine."
Benjamin laughed. "I don't think there's any doubt about that." He scanned the room, observing the dispersing crowd.
"I think I saw about five women coming during your little performance. I forgot how much you inspired the attendees."
"I'm going to take her home. It's been a long night," Lucifer murmured.
"You're leaving already?"
Lucifer finally looked at him. "She's tired . . . and sticky. I want to clean her up and put her to bed."
'Before she has time to realize what she did in front of a hundred strangers.'
"Are you two living together?" Benjamin asked in amazement.
"Hmm. Not really . . . but yes."
"Enigmatic as ever....."
Lucifer nodded again, "It was good to see you again. We'll be back soon, won't we, pet?"
Benjamin smirked down at Hermione. "You're most welcome here, my dear. You're a lovely addition to the house, and anyone who can leave this guy smiling is a woman worth keeping around."
Hermione blushed and buried her face in Lucifer's crotch.
"Not yet, pet," Lucifer said with a wince and stroked her head. "Let's go home."
Hermione nodded, and he helped her up.
"May I have my knickers back, sir?" she whispered.
"Hmm. That doesn't sound like something a girl wearing my collar would say. And you argued with a direct order while I was fucking you. That was insubordinate at best. Since this is your first time here, I'll give you a pass on it; but from now on when I tell you to do something, you do it."
"Yes, sir. I'm sorry, sir." There was only one job she had to do, and she'd failed.
"No tears, pet. I'm not upset."
Hermione nodded, staring at his feet.
"Say goodbye to Benjamin."
Benedict, like that girl, had overly shiny shoes; she memorized them as she spoke. "Thank you for a lovely evening, sir."
Benjamin smiled and stood. "You are a very sweet girl, and I'm glad Lucifer has someone to dull some of his bite. Come over for dinner sometime. Clairisse would love to meet her," he said, clapping Lucifer on the back.
Lucifer nodded. "Come along, pet. Put on your knickers like a big girl."
Hermione tittered and took her returned panties from Lucifer's hand. "Thank you, sir."
He watched her try to hobble into her knickers and smirked at her wobbly attempts. "Stand still; let me."
Lucifer knelt down, and she steadied herself on his shoulder as he held them out for her to step into.
When he slid them up, she hissed at the added heat to her backside.
He stood and tipped up her chin. "Still want to wear them?
"Yes, sir."
Lucifer kissed her lightly. "Let's go home and take them back off."
Hermione returned his smile dreamily, "Yes, sir."
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