
Introduction
Here’s the bigger twist, Ruby is actually a reincarnation of Eleanor who has come back to free Malachir and even he doesn’t know she’s a reincarnation of Eleanor.
So, Ellis and Malachir were formerly brothers and they’re both demons but when Malachir was searching for true love, he came in his human form and found Eleanor. But Ellis charmed his way into her life and stop her from him. Angry, Malachir tried to fight back but Ellis was stronger so he locked up Malachir’s spirit at the basement of the cathedral. Now Eleanor has come back reincarnated as Ruby to try and free Malachir so they can be together now and she can be free of the guilt she feels.
Chapter 1
If my husband had touched me that night, then I might never have listened to the devil. Ellis Hargrove and I had been married for just ten days after which we moved to an old cathedral together to start a family. He gave me his name, his fortune and this mansion but the demon beneath these floors gave me something I had long craved for… something Ellis always denied me.
That night, my silt night gown lay crumpled on the floor beside me in one of the abandoned rooms in the chapel basement. Ellis’ cum still trickled slowly down my thigh from the joyless fuck I had just gotten about ten minutes before he lay flat on the bed like a log of wood… tired from the few thrusts he did.
But something had drawn me here tonight and now I knelt on the freezing chapel floors, my legs wide spread and fingers slowly circling my clit as the voice returned in the dark.
“Such a needy slut,” Malachir purred from behind the stoned walls. I could feel the vibration right through my dripping cunt, making me clench hard around nothing.
“Your husband left you hanging for more, didn’t he? That pathetic human cunt couldn’t even make you cum,” he let out a low and mocking laugh.
I whimpered, agan and arousal building inside me as I plunged two fingers deeper into my soaked cunt. “I don’t know who you are but please… don’t stop talking,” I begged, bucking my hips and moving them with my fingers.
“Oh Ruby, such a greedy little girl. Spread that cunt wider and show me how wet a neglected wife can get.
I obeyed without thinking, leaving back on one hand and using the other to part my slick folds, exposing my throbbing pink center to the cold air.
Then the stones begin to vibrate and I saw a figure form right between my legs. Malachir rose to his full length, his skin was deep crimson and his veins like melted gold. Two think horns curved backwards from his head and his eyes were lit, soaking every inch of my naked trembling body. Between his muscular thighs, his monstrous cock hung low, it was easily two times the length of Ellis’s and as thick as my wrist. Along the body ran lengths of pulsing veins and the broad head was already dripping with demonic precum.
“Fuck,” I breathed as my eyes lit with raw hunger.
“You will never feel the satisfaction of a human agajn after tonight,” Malachir growled, wrapping one clawed hand around the base of his massive cock and stroking it slowly.
“Look how hard your human cunt has gotten me. I need you to say my name while you watch.”
“M… Malachir,” I breathed as my back arched instinctively, my fingers now working faster.
He dropped to his knees between my thighs and the head radiating from him chased away the cold I felt that night. His strong hand gripped my hips in place, his claws pricking my skin just enough to sting deliciously. Then he rubbed the fat head of his cock up and down my slit, coating himself in my juices and teasing my entrance without going in yet.
“Fuck,” I whimpered.
“Beg for it, you slut,” he groaned. “Tell me how bad you need a demon’s cock stretching this starved pussy.”
My hips bucked desperately. “Please… Malachir, I need your cock. Ellis will never make me feel this way. Please fuck me with that huge cock.”
With a low snarl, he thrust in slowly and as the thick head entered I screamed in pure ecstasy as each inch found it’s way deeper and deeper.
The stretch was burning, better than anything I had ever felt. His thick veiny surface dragged along every nerve along my wall, rubbing my G spot as he sank even deeper.
“Oh my god,” I cried out softly. “It’s so big, it’s… so much better,” my tears of overwhelming pleasure spilled down my cheeks.
My pussy fluttered and clenched greedily around his cock, my juices squirting around it’s length as he bottomed out, the head kissing my cervix with a throbbing heat. Malachir groaned, holding still for a moment so I could feel every pulse.
“You’re my good girl, Ruby. Feel how your tight little cunt is sucking me in? Human cocks are worthless… say it.”
“It feels better… so much better,” I sobbed, rolling my hips to take him deeper. “Please move… I need to to fuck me harder.”
He pulled back slowly then slammed in harder with a brutal force, the wet slaps of his heavy balls against my ass echoing through the dark room. He continued in long deep thrusts that made my breasts bounce freely and my eyes roll back.
“Take it, you filthy little whore,” he growled, leaning down to capture one nipple with his fangs, sucking hard while his cock went in and out.
“This pussy was made for my demon cock, so wet and sloppy already. Listen to that loud gush.”
My soft moans turned into screams with each thrust, his veiny cock vibrating against my walla and sending shockwaves to my core.
“Malachir… fuck, I’m going to cum already,” I gasped with my head back.
“Cum on my cock like the hungry slut that you are,” he commanded, slamming harder as one clawed thumb found my swollen entrance and began rubbing fast circles.
“Show me how desperate Ellis has made you.”
That was it. I shattered, my orgasm crashing over me and my pussy throbbing violently around him and squirting mercilessly over his groin and the stoned floor.
But Malachir didn’t slow down, he fucked me through it, growling filthy praises. “You’re such a perfect cock sleeve, Ellis could never do this.”
He flipped me onto my hands and knees, yanking my hips back as he mounted me from behind. With this new angle, his heavy balls slammed hard against my clit and his claws dug into my ass cheeks spreading it wider as he pounded my hole.
“Fuck… yes… harder,” I sobbed though the painful pleasure.
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