The Devil's Angel

The Devil's Angel

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Warning: This book contains sexual and mature content. Warning: This book will not refer to any god, so please don't get offended that it's not YOUR exact religion. [🕊️] "Your dad sent me down here, for wanting someone to love me. Selfish of me, right?" He chuckled darkly while staring into my glossy eyes. I shook my head. "Please don't hurt my dad, I'm begging you! He'll let you back up in heaven!" "Oh sweet, innocent angel. God and I are way pass that. There's no way in hell I would ever want to go back up there without fucking everything and everyone up there. So what should I do? Should I keep his youngest babygirl from his reach and watch me as I torture you?" He whispered next to my ear, his breathe tickling me. "Torture?" I asked, confused on what that felt like. "I'll be having fun with your cute little pussy whenever I want." He said, his hand suddenly groping my butt. [🕊️] Nevaeh was the purest, naive angel who was used as a hostage. She later finds herself stuck in a room with a devil who could possibly make Hell be better than it seems. Lucifer was just about to dive into bed after fucking his favorite succubus, Scarlet, but to his surprise he found a beautiful angel on his bed with a broken ceiling.
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❝Fucking hell, Angel. Please, continue riding me like this. It feels so good. Please❞ he moans to me, letting his mouth open wide to show his own pleasure. I won't stop. I lean over his body and let my palm press onto his mouth, letting my four fingers grab one side of his face as my thumb grabs the other. I can never get tired of him talking no matter the occasion, but right now, this will go exactly as I want. "I don't remember giving you permission to talk, or touch my breasts." He exhales his pleasure as he pulls his hands beside his head submissively. His lips move, and his voice begins to rumble against my hand. I pull it away for a moment. "P-please. I love them." he moans. I raise an eyebrow, slowing down the movement of my hips to torture him. "What do you love?" I ask him, teasing the words out of him. It's no secret, but I'd rather him broadcast it on his shirt than only tell me once. I keep myself steady, not wanting to reach another orgasm myself. "Your breasts." he admits. "You love...?" I ask. "You." He moans, telling me what I want to hear. → Having to deal with the trauma of losing a parent, the Inferno goes about life taking what he pleases and not caring for the feelings of others. When secrets are revealed, so is his true self. His persona is at stake when he indulges in a forbidden romance with someone he's known to be family all of his life. The inferno. Lucifer on Earth. #1 Manxwoman #2 Forbiddenromance #2 Blackwoman #2 Slowbuild

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