The Demonic Emperor and his Pampered Mate

As their skin touched, sparks erupted like a sleeping volcano. Starting a never-ending fire that burned everything. Those sparks were a rush of electricity that raised the temperature inside their veins. He couldn't be patient anymore. Pulling her face up drinking her eyes and feeling the urge to claim her. At that moment, even the heavy pour of rain wouldn't be able to put their fire down.

It was so hot, too vivid. Overloaded with blistering lava for anyone to stop it.

Without thinking the words came out of his mouth uncontrollably :

"What's your name? " he asked.

His voice was an echo of a biblical lullaby to her ears. One that is blessed by God and cursed by the devil's touch at the same time. Her inevitable shock only encouraged her state of total surrender. For the first time in her life, she was aroused. Her body reacting to the man's touch. Most importantly, her body was dying for more from him. She enjoyed every second, and God forgive, she is almost begging with kneels falling and head bowing to have his sinful lips upon her virgin skin...