Hell's Greatest Treasure {BWWM}

Ch. 4: Bubbles

Lilith was speechless to say the least.

Never in her life had she been treated so delicately by a being as powerful as Lucifer. He didn't just mate with her like some kind of animal. He took his time, put her in control and even made sure she was the center of attention. It was the first time she had experienced an orgasim and luckily it would not be her last. She felt him leaving small kisses on the bite marks he left on her neck to heal. She was having a bit of a hard time concentrating because of the huge procline tub filling up before her.

Living in the garden made her accustom to living off the land. She was never exposed to things like bubble baths. The huge tub was filling with warm water and steam as Lucifers' Handymen filled it with goats milk and fresh lavender from the infernal gardens. She moved closer to Lucifer, clinging to him as she watched the strange scene before her. She hoped he didn't think she was a simpleton for not being use to baths, it made her feel like an animal. Her eyes darted to him, and then to the bath awaiting them.

Once the handymen were done and Lucifer had dismissed them, he gently lead her to the rim of the tub. She hesitantly let the soft robe covering her body fall to the floor, giving him one last look of reassurance. He gave her a curt nod, and with that, she slowly made her way into the hot water. At first, it hurt her skin. But once she got use to it, she started to feel an overwhelming sense of relief. It was like the water was washing away all of the dirt, grime, and worry that plagued her body and heart. She was having such a good time that she forgot all about her lover watching closely to make sure she was adjusting well.

He continued to watch in awe as the small witch adjusted to her bath, everything in him felt right knowing she was only inches away from him. Part of him had felt guilty for taking her so early, but he underestimated just how powerful their soul bond was. He really wanted her, but he wasn't anticipating her wanting him back so quickly.

Maybe he had truly rushed things. Was she even comfortable..?

"Lucifer..?" She said, barely above a whisper. She lifted her arm to beacon him. He shook the thoughts from his head and climbed into the tub with her, molding into the shape of her body in the hot water. She wrapped her arms around him and leaned her forehead against his. "Why is your head so loud?" She asked. He moved back enough to look her in the eyes. "What do you mean, my dear?" She put her forehead against his once more. "Your thoughts are very loud. I can't understand what they're saying but I know they are disturbed. Are you okay?" He held her closer, giving her a kiss on the corner of her mouth.

"Of course, Im just thinking about before, in the bedroom...how was that for you? Did you enjoy yourself? Did I hurt you? Was I too rough?" She pulled back and looked him deeply in the eyes, so green and full of distress. She gave him a small smile and cupped his cheeks. "You made me feel like I was alive for the first time...ever." He smiled shyly and kissed her. "Are you positive?" All she gave in response was another kiss, this time it was much deeper and more passionate.

She couldn't really explain why she knew how to interact with him this way, but it was like something inside her just knew what to do. He felt like an extension of herself. Like she was made for him and he was made for her. His shaft was beginning to get hard again, causing her to rub her swollen lips against his tip. Lucifer gasped at her bold move and moved to kiss along the nape of her neck. "Lilith, you're tempting me, dearest. I want be able to control myself again."

Who was he kidding. This woman sucked out every ounce of self control he thought he possessed. She was intoxicating. Even when she slept. It was pure agony waiting for her to finally wake up. Her curvaceous body would taunt him when she tossed in her sleep. If it weren't for him wanting to keep her company while she was unconcious, he would have left her alone. She was everything he could have possibly hoped for and more. Light scars covered her body, making him take note of all the horrible things he would do to Adams bloodline in the future. He couldn't believe that someone so beautiful could endure the amount of abuse he put her through and still be as open and trusting as she was with him; the literal Devil. She was not shy about her body the way she was when he first came to her that night in the cave. She was much more comfortable and gave herself over to him so willingly, just as he did with her. Most beings saw him as this horrible, cruel creature unworthy of love, all thanks to the False God. But when he was with her, he felt like his old self. Like the beautiful angel who would bring in the dawn every morning.

She could feel his thoughts racing again, so she took charge and moved against his shaft, taking in half his size. A deep groan left his lips, and he slowly slid the rest of the way in. She moaned very loudly, causing him to pull out and slowly move back in again. She held onto him as he gently rocked his body into hers. She cried softly, taking in every bit of pleasure she could muster. He smiled as he watched the love of his life take him like a champion. She clawed at his chest, spreading her legs wider so that he could have more room. Her wet curls bounced across her face with every thrust he made. She was truly a sight to behold; all of her exposed to him.

She could feel herself about to cum, so she slowed down the tempo, taking this time to kiss him deeply. She wanted to express her thanks in a way where he would understand just how much she meant to her. Even though she had just gotten to know him like this in a short amount of time, she wanted to show her appreciation for his hospitality and care. She moved her tongue alongside with his, following his lead. There was a tenderness about the way he cradled her body, the way he made her insides feel like molten lava and the loving simplicity in which they kissed. Nothing could make this moment any more perfect than it already was. Until she pulled back and said

"Never leave me..."

He almost burst with excitemnet as her words rang in his head like a church bell. He smiled and brought her in for another passionate kiss, driving himself deep into her. She moaned against his lips as he made love to her body, showing her how much she meant to him with his actions rather than trying to find the right words. She clung to him tightly, letting her own orgasim rock her body. His arms wrapped possessively around her small waist as he continued to thrust into her. He felt himself about to release, so he bared his fangs and sank them deep into his lover. She cried out in ecstasy as his seed once again filled her womb. He drank from her as her body began to relax and come down form the high she was experiencing. Her legs trembled as she held onto him, coaxing him to drink until he was full. He pulled back, licking the spot where his fangs punctured her neck. She moaned and brought him in for another kiss before pulling away, putting a hand on her swollen womb. She lifted herself off of his retreating girth and laid against his broad chest. He held her close, caressing her face with his hand.

She looked up at him and smiled before looking to his right and picking up a sponge. It felt strange in her hand but she got use to it quickly. "Would you mind getting my back?" She said, her voice dainty and soft.He nodded and took the sponge from her. She relaxed as he lathered the sponge with soap and proceeded to wash her. He started with her back, and then made his way to her arms. He made sure to take special care of her breast and her swollen pussy as well. She melted into his embrace as he took his time making sure every inch of her body was attended to. Once he was done, he rinsed her off, admiring her beauty.

He noticed the small scars that littered her body, and it infuriated him. She didn't deserve to be treated worse than the animals that lived in the garden. He blamed himself most of all, he didn't find her in time. If he had been there, nothing bad would have ever happened to her. His mind drifted to dark and unholy places as he kissed every scar he could find. She looked at him with pure admiration, watching intently as he kissed her scars. Each one dug a memory from the vault of her mind, and it pained her to relive them. But knowing that she was safe with Lucifer made the memories feel a lot less painful than they had been before.

"I will never let anyone hurt you...ever again." He vowed, staring past her eyes and right into her soul. His words impacted her, causing her to tear up. She had never felt this much...love.

"I will never leave you alone again.." He continued, kissing the length of her neck. She held him close as he expressed his love the best way he knew how; physical touch. She was coming to learn that this may also be her love language. His hands caressed her smooth skin as he continued to pepper her with kisses here and there. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, Baskin in the warmth of her lover and the scented water.

They stayed in the tub for what seemed like hours, just holding each other close and talking about whatever came to mind. There even came a time when the water turned cold, and they continued to just enjoy each others company. Lilith came to find that she enjoyed bubble baths, especially with Lucifer.