Dancing With the Devil

!LEMON! Chapter 6

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

The following chapter is a lemon. This means EXPLICIT SEX. If you're uncomfortable with reading this kind of literature, then skip this chapter, as it has absolutely no effect on the plot. Don't say I didn't warn you, readers!

Rose's P.O.V.

I quickly walk over to the window in Dante's bedroom, drawing the curtains so the room is almost pitch black. Next, I make a beeline for the bed, slipping out of my tailcoat and letting it drop to the floor before I leap under the shelter of the sheets, making quick work of stripping down to my undergarments. Casting a swift glance at Dante from under the sheets, I feel my face heat up as he rids himself of his own clothes. Now in nothing but his boxers, he meanders over to the bed and I hide away under the sheets once again. He stops right next to the bed and I hear him chuckle.

"I wonder," Dante muses sarcastically, feeling along the surface of the sheets. "Is there a demon in my bed?"

I can't help but snicker.

"No, it can't be a demon," he continues, his hands now having found my waist, making me let out a soft purr. "A kitten, perhaps?"

I mew in confirmation and roll over onto my back as he lifts the corner of the bed sheets, smirking at me. Sitting up on my knees, I slowly approach him, keeping my balance by placing my hands on his chest. One of his eyes has turned completely black and a low, dominant growl rumbles in his throat. Responding in kind, my demon takes control of my body for a moment and gives a soft purr of submission. Quick as lightning, Dante slams his lips into mine, pinning me down against the bed. His already throbbing boner grinds harshly against my pussy, of which is now starting to stain my panties. He forces his tongue into my mouth and explores hungrily, groaning a little when I do the same to him. His hands fumble to remove my bra, feeling up and down my back, making me smile. He pulls back and raises an eyebrow in question, only then noticing the clasp is right in front of him.

In a matter of seconds, my bra is tossed to some unknown location within the room, though I honestly don't care right now. Dante's hands knead my breasts, lips glued to mine, and his hips are bucking against my body. I can feel a tight knot in my stomach whenever his length brushes against my entrance, which is making it increasingly difficult to control my demon. All of it is sending every nerve of my body into a blissful frenzy, and I can't stop the moans tearing from my throat. I've never wanted anything, let alone anyone, so badly in my entire life... It's more than I think I can handle right now.

I push a hand against Dante's chest, attempting to get a break and some fresh air, but he's lost in the heat of the moment. Closing my eyes, I'm just beginning to consider biting his tongue to snap him out of it when everything stops. Opening my eyes, I find myself very confused, if anything at all. The scene before me is... My demon trying to pin Dante's demon down and having no such luck. He finally manages to keep her down and, without any hesitation whatsoever, began fucking her very hard, ramming his cock into her pussy like a machine on autopilot. My brain is screaming at me to look away, but no matter the amount of willpower I summon forth, my eyes refuse to look away.

"First time having an out-of-body experience, huh?"

Turning to my left, I nearly scream when I set my eyes upon Dante's spirit form just casually floating beside me, feet propped up in the air like this was the most normal thing in the world.

"You'll get used to it," he laughs, watching as his demon receives a blowjob from mine, and he points at this. "Have you done this before?"

I give him a stone cold death glare and he holds his hands up in surrender.

"Just curious," he says defensively, deliberately avoiding eye contact. "If it is your first, I must say you're pretty good."

Looking back to what's going on between our demons, I find myself truly panicking now. From what I can tell, though it's mostly just me guessing, Dante's demon is about to cum... and he's gone back to ramming my demon's pussy faster than before.

"No, no, no, no, NO!" I scream in alarm, closing my eyes and returning my spirit form to my body.

I'm instantly met with a multitude of physical pains, but I ignore them as I sit up from my position and forcefully push Dante away from me just in time. He hits the floor with a mighty crash and a grunt, his cum spurting up into the air a moment later. I lay on the bed, panting heavily, curling in on myself and biting my lip against the screaming muscles of my body.

"Aw, come on, babe," he sighs. "I was just getting to the good part."

Grunting with the effort, he stands up and looks at me with confusion, only a trace of visible hurt in his eyes. I take a shaky deep breath and glare at him sternly.

"Dante, unless I tell you otherwise, you pull out from now on, no matter what," I growl, and internally smile when he visibly shrinks a little bit. "Do I make myself clear?"

There's a long moment of silence wherein he patches up his bravado and gives me a cocky grin.

"And if I don't?" he purrs suggestively, walking over to me and cupping my face in his hands.

"If you don't, then no amount of healing will rid your face of my dark red hand print."

His smile widens until it seems to take up his entire face.

"Alright," he whispers, leaning in close to my ear. "On that note... Round two?"

"Come here, you sexy devil," I purr, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him down on top of me.