Wild Eyes | A Crowley x Reader lemon series

Claimed By The Serpent

I moaned, arching my back, as Crowley's hand slid under my shirt. His fingers brushed over my smooth skin until he cupped my breast, squeezing softly. My body thrummed to life underneath his touch. Electricity seemed to spark everywhere our bodies met. 

In a haze of kisses and touches, we stripped each other of our clothes bit by bit until there were no barriers left. I wrapped my legs around his waist, fingers trailing along the taunt muscles of his back. One of Crowley's hands gripped my waist while the other tangled itself in my (H/L) hair. He pulled the strands lightly, a moan sliding from my lips. 

"Crowley..." I gasped out his name like a prayer as I felt his cock slide into me with one hard shove. Biting at my neck, leaving what were sure to be bruises, he began a fast and punishing pace. 

As the Serpent of Eden claimed me, I felt every human bit of me sliding away, an animalistic snarl tearing itself from my throat. My nails raked down his back, leaving long red marks that would be there in the morning. Crowley seemed to be loosing his human nature as well as he fucked me mercilessly. 

I screamed out his name as he bottomed out in me over and over again, a tight knot winding itself in my very core. Gasping out his name like a prayer chant, I thrust my hips upwards to meet his. In this haze of desire and ancient magic, it was easy to forget how different we were. 

My back arched off the ground as Crowley bit down on my neck as he thrust hard inside me, making the knot snap in two. Somewhere in my daze of pleasure, I heard Crowley growl as my walls clenched down on his cock, milking him. With a shudder of release, he buried his face in my neck, arms wrapped tightly around me. 

We both lay there panting as we each came down from our highs. As I drifted back to my senses, I ran my fingers through his soft hair, tugging gently to make him look at me. His yellow serpentine eyes were still a bit unfocused as he gazed up at me. 

"What do you say?" I whispered, not wanting to disturb the moment, "Should we try?" 

Crowley looked thoughtful for a moment before replying, "I won't deny that the sex is bloody fantastic."

"Is that a yes?" I chuckled. Crowley sat up on an elbow, gazing down at me. A soft smile played across his lips, and I found myself wanting him to fuck me again. 

"It is a very unconventional yes." He admitted with a laugh, "It'll send Hell in an uproar, and I'm willing to bet it'll do the name to your clan." I rolled my eyes, knowing that he spoke the truth. 

"With time, my clan will accept you." I replied, tracing the serpent tattoo on the side of his cheek with one finger, "And like you said, Hell can bloody well go fuck itself."