Infernal Passions

Chapter 8 - Coming Home

A month had passed since their fateful meeting. They had already gotten into a comfortable routine of her working all week and spending weekends with him. They texted nonstop like teenagers all day, much to her amusement. He absolutely adored her.

Lili was still waiting to broach the subject of her being a demon...and if that room she was in that night actually existed or was a figment of her dream state. She wanted to ask him but didn't want to ruin the happy buzz they had going. She was afraid she would see a side of him that she wasn't ready to see. Terzo was the perfect gentleman. He had redone a spare bedroom with book shelves, a large desk with a view of his lush backyard and a top of the line computer for her to freelance while she was with him if the need arose. She was typing away when she felt his presence behind her. She turned around in her chair to see him watching her from the doorway.

"Hey babe, what's up? Lonely?" She asked playfully, opening up her arms for a hug. He walked over to her and gave her a soft kiss on the lips. Her intelligence was such a turn on and he loved watching her work. "What are you writing about?" He asked, peering over her shoulder.

"I'm writing an article about climate change and the effects it's having on the world. The deeper I research the worse it seems to get." She said, chewing the tip of her pen pensively.

"If it's any consolation, things used to be so much worse. The world has come a long way in a few hundred years."

"That's assuming we don't destroy everything in our paths. Don't you worry about being immortal? Or do you just watch us act like fools?" She asked laughing.

"You have no idea my love. Come here." He pulled her out of her chair and wrapped her in a tight hug. "I will never let anyone or anything hurt you, I promise." She looked up at him lovingly. "I don't doubt that Terzo. Can I...ask you something?"

"Of course my love, I'm an open book! What's on your mind?"

She pulled away from him, walking over to the window. She hesitated for a second before she turned back around. "The chambers I saw in my dreams...are those real or something you made up?"

"Those are very real. That is my office you could say. It's where judgement and punishment are dealt out to the immortal souls. Does it scare you?" He asked concerned.

"No, oddly enough it doesn't. When I was there I felt a peace I haven't felt here on Earth. Like I belong there with you. So I guess I'm more confused than anything. Am I like you?"

"You are. I knew it when you got angry at me and your eyes turned red. That was the first time in many moons I was scared. You are a powerful being with untapped potential Lili. Demons are more misunderstood than evil. We simply don't believe in what God says and want to do our own thing. You can be kind and still take no shit."

She laughed at what he said. "Be kind but take no shit. I can live by that motto. Will you show me around the chambers? Are things different down there? Like...do we look different?"

"You'll see. Did you like that black gown you wore in the first dream?"

"I loved it! It fit me perfectly. Why?"

"Well, that IS an outfit befitting a queen..." he trailed off, walking out of the room.

"Wait, WHAT?" She asked, running after him. "Me? A queen?"

"Come my darling. Let me show you around." He took her hand, leading her to a door she had never seen before. Was it always there and she hadn't noticed? They crossed the threshold into a dimly lit hallway. She looked behind her and the door was gone.

"Hold my hand and don't worry. They know you're with me and nobody will hurt you."

"They?" She asked, hearing voices in the distance.

"My disciples. Like Loki and Kali. There are different levels with different disciples working them." He explained as they walked together. She felt almost light as she walked with him. She realized her outfit had changed to the black gown from her dream and Terzo had grown a set of majestic horns. She touched her head and realized she too had sprouted a pair, but smaller and daintier.

Terzo explained further. "The levels go by number. Level 1 is for the lesser offenses. It's more of a therapy level for people who screwed up and are remorseful. They get to talk it out and then get released to Paradise. We get it. You goofed. You don't have to be here forever."

"What's the highest level?"

"The highest level is Level 6. That's saved for the truly depraved. The rapists, the mass murderers, those who harm children and animals. Karma is a bitch is our motto there." His eyes glowed a menacing red.

"Our motto?" She asked quizzically.

"Yes. It's the only level I work. I get great joy doling out punishment eternally. I like being...creative." He chuckled.

She latched her arm in his as he proudly pointed things out to her as they strolled. They came to a closed door and stopped.

"This room is special. I guess you could say I've been waiting for you to finally use it." He said in a seductive whisper. She felt her knees go weak at his voice. He opened the heavy door slowly. The room smelled faintly of incense and was dimly lit. He closed the door behind them, the only sound was her breathing. She stepped in, looking around. The room was sparsely furnished. There was a velvet, padded table in the middle of the room and a pair of shackles hanging from the wall. Deep in the recesses of her mind she thought she should be afraid, but in fact she was incredibly turned on by the thought of being dominated by Terzo.

"Does this frighten you Lilith?" His voice, low and commanding, reverberated in her ears like a hypnotic mantra.

She looked up at him. "Not at all. I'm more intrigued if anything." She said softly.

He took her hand. "Do you trust me Lili?" He asked, gazing deep into her eyes.

"With my life Papa." She whispered.

As his hands grazed the fabric of her dress, a shiver coursed through her body. With a tantalizing slowness, he traced the line of her zipper, sending sparks of anticipation across her skin. With a single, deliberate pull, the dress yielded, revealing the smooth expanse of her bare shoulders and the curves that lay beneath. The fabric slipped down her body, pooling at her feet, leaving her standing before him in nothing but the sheer vulnerability of her desire.

"Do you want a safe word so I know if it's too much?" He asked, caressing her cheek.

"Yes. If I say 'apple' stop."

"Very good. Come here, love."

He guided her to the shackles, gently securing her arms above her head. He stepped back and admired her pert breasts and erect nipples begging to be played with. She watched his every move trying to anticipate what was coming next.

His eyes gleamed with a mix of desire and dominance. With a firm hand on her throat, he claimed her lips, his kiss possessing her with a raw hunger that left her breathless and yearning for more. His lips traveled down her neck, his tongue tracing lines of heat on her skin. He had only begun his assault on her and she was already out of her mind with desire.

His strong hands explored every inch of her body, tracing the contours of her curves. The heat of his touch ignited a fire within her, his fingers leaving a trail of delicious anticipation in their wake. Terzo toyed with her, teasing her senses, building the anticipation until she was on the edge of desperation.

He released her from the shackles. His dominance drove her to new heights of pleasure and he reveled in her surrender. His movements grew more primal as he pushed her to the brink of ecstasy. Lili teetered on the edge until he entered her with one hard thrust, her body convulsing in a powerful climax that merged their souls together as one immortal being.

As the intensity subsided, he held her in his arms, his touch now gentle and tender. In the afterglow, they basked in the intimacy of their connection, knowing that their shared journey had deepened their bond even further.