Heather Starkweather Demonic Passion 
 
 
 First encounter 
 My name is Heather and as all girls who have been educated to be nice and charming, I have one error. I always fall for the bad guy and there is absolutely nothing I can do about it. It´s like a natural urge to go and date the guy my father will like the least. To find the boy who has the dirtiest fantasies and to have him fulfill mine. You have to see, all the nice guys are...no offense...boring as hell. They try to hard to get some girl who will eventually cheat on them with some bad guy who just doesn´t care. The thing is there are three types of bad boy. The ones who think they are bad, but are actually total douchebags. The one night stand kind of guy and the possesive ones. The latter are hard to find, but when you do and if you know just how to tame them enough to stay with you, I can promise you that you won´t ever want anybody else.  
 I sit in my favorite café and wait for my boyfriend, he is the leather jacket and motorcycle kind of guy. We have been dating for three weeks now and I think we´re doing pretty well so far. I wait another five minutes until he arrives. I get up and leave the money to pay the bill. Together we walk out, he is not the kind of guy you would see sitting in a café , he is the kind of guy to sit in a bar. I climb onto his beloved Harley and I feel the rush of adrenaline flowing through my blood. I have to admit, fast vehicles get me excited. I hold on to him tight and I enjoy the sensation of utter closeness to him. His name is Matt and he is tall, dark haired and has blue eyes. I am proud to say that he was sexy as hell! Before we enter the bar, he pulls me close, presses me up against the wall and kisses me so hard I can barely breathe around it. But that´s the whole point, isn´t it? A girl wants to be out of breath after kissing a man, she doesn´t want declarations of love, she wants actions not words. At least I do, I am uite sure there are enough 08/15 girls who actually want the handsome suit guy who will already have planned a college fund for future kids. Whe Matt steps away, he gives me a satisfying grin that promises more. In the bar, we sit at our table and both have a whiskey. And then it happens. "That girl seems way to pretty for you, Matt", I hear a dark, rich voice behind me. Matt grins at the person standig behind me and I mentally urge the person to move so i can have a look. "I missed you, too bro, but I feel quite content to keep her!", damnit would he just move! "Do you now? Let me have a look at what you got there!", and finally the person decides to show his face. He honestly simply takes my breath away. Tall, broad shouldered and muscular to the degree that it´s still attractive, but ot too much. He has black hair that falls around his face in waves until it reaches his chin. His eyes are a tone that differs between hazel and green, that makes one wish to see what is behind them. The look in them curious and he has one questioning eyebrow cocked up while he is looking at me. "You can start breathing again, dear", he says in that rich dark voice I heard earlier. That´s when I realize that I never stopped holding my breath. "Thanks, I might have suffcoated if you hadn´t reminded me", I counter with a sarcastic undertone. I learned a thing or two since I started going out with the wrong men. "I like her, she´s not as stupid as the last one, Matt!", he smiles and I have to try very hard not to hold my breath again. "Don´t hold your breath, Imma not losing sleep over you!", the stranger remarks with a smile. "You me at six, isn´t it? You quite seem like a mr. Reckless!", I smile at him, I think Matt senses that he has lost me already. "Again Az? Can´t I once have one for myself?", Matt sighs, gets up and leaves. "Come on, Matt. Next time, I promise!", Az as his name appears to be shouts after him. Then his attention turns back to me. "Reckless with a capital R, dear. My name is Azazel, but you can call me Az and what is your name if I´m allowed to ask?", I am too enchanted by Az to really be caring about Matts departure at all. "Heather. Nice to meet you Az, quite an unusual name you got there" "Let´s just say my mother had quite a sense of humour! What do you think about going somewhere less crowded?", he invites quite seductively and I can say that I am already falling for it. the idea is very tempting and images of wild sex with this stranger already fill my head. "Where do you have in mind, Az?", the question is quite rethorical and when he gets up, I follow right after him. He leads me to a sleek black Ferrari F458. Azazel must have quite some fortune on his hand, because the car is quite expensive. He sees my look and grins broadly. I get in on the passenger seat and he glides in on the drivers side. I buckle up my seat belt and I can see that he doesn´t. He indeed seems like a mr. Reckless. He is everything good girls should avoid and that makes him all the more tempting. Within a few minutes we reach a manor outside town, we stop infront of a massive elaborately decorated iron gate. He presses a button on a small remote and the gate opens and we drive through towards the house. 
 
 
 
 The first Circle 
 As soon as I am out of the car he takes my hand and leads me into the house. He doesn´t bother making small talk or offering drinks, he knows what this is all about. He leads me straight to his bedroom, which is all in sleek black, wood and gold. The four-poster bed is made out of dark wood and covered in black satin sheets that are decorated with small golden lines. He pushes me down on the bed and then immediately he is on top of me. Pressing me into the sheets, his mouth on mine. He puts his legs between mine and I wrap my legs around him, pressing his hard errection against me. I give of a soft moan and he pushes his errection against me. I throw my head back, but he puts his hand in my hair and forces his mouth on mine again. I can´t breathe around his kiss, but I honestly don´t think that I really want to. His tongue is in my mouth and that and his hardness against me is all I can think about. I want him and I want him really bad. The clothes between us are to much, but so far he showed no sign whatsoever that he wants them gone. He takes his time kissing me, enjoying my response. Geez he is close to making me come with a sheer kiss and a bit of preassure and then it happens, a wave of absolute lust sweeps over me and sends me flying. I moan out loadly and grind my hips against him. His mouth leaves mine and he watches me, grinning. "How did you just do that? You know what I don´t care! i want you and I want you now, Az please!", I manage to get out through clenched teeth. "Your wish is my command, sweetheart", he says teasingly and I can feel my t-shirt ripping and my bra clip snapping. Soon enough his shirt is ripped too and I can feel his muscles chest and abdomen on my hot skin. "I want all of you!", I demand and he grins again. "You are quite wanton, aren´t you? Well I can´t blame you...", I hear the zipper of my pants and soon enough he unwraps my legs from him to remove them completely, taking my panties with them. A seconds later his pants are gone too. "Spread those legs for me, babe!", i obey him instantly and he pushes into me. He is hard and large, he has to stay still for a moment for me to get used to the feeling of utter fullness. I never had a man that large and thas quite something to say when you´re me. But when he moves I get to know what real pleasure is. He takes me hard and fast, claiming me, branding me. He opushes into me, pulls out and pushes back in. He takes his pleasure, he is that kind of man. But he makes sure that I come before him, he wouldn´t leave a woman wanting. I can feel his fingers against my clit and while he is still moving in me, he rubs them against it. It´s lust in its purest form, pure sex. He drives me crazy with lust. Just before I come, he takes the finger away, gives me a teasing smile and pulls out. I ache with emptyness. "Get back in there you bastard! I need it!", I admit shamelessly. He doesn´t obey me, instead I can see him gliding down the bed. Now he kneels on the floor at the edge of the bed, he grips my ankles and pulls my knees over the edge. leaving me lying on the bed with spread legs and my ass just on the edge. My wetness makes the sheets damp and my skin seems to be on fire. The feel of the satin is almost too much against it. I can see Az head moving between my legs and all I can think is that I can´t possibly survive what he is about to do to me. He trails kisses all along my thigh and then I feel his tongue on my clit. Licking me there with quite the firm preassure. I am so close, but again he stops. "You want it don´t you? You know I could do this all night...." "Please, Az. Do it! Please just fuck me so i can come!", I beg him and with inhuman speed, he has me flipped over. Lying on the bed with me boobs against the sheets and my nipples pressing into the satin. "You want me to fuck you hard, don´t you? You like it rough and dirty...I might just keep you for a while, babe!", it sounds like a dark promise. He pushes into me, fucking me from behind. Hard and fast and then I let go. I come violently around him, moaning and screaming out my lust. He doesn´t stop when i come, he keeps thrusting into me. Taking my lust, never stopping his even, deep, rythmic thrusts. He keeps the orgasm going somehow. It keeps going and the lust is a dark painfull sensation. If anyone can kill with lust it is Azazel. He doesn´t tire, he keeps on fucking and I start to curse him for it. My body can´t be made for this, to endure such lust. And then it happens he comes inside me, shuddering, spilling his semen inside me. And he is spilling quite something in there. When he is done my orgasm finally ends and I faint. 
 The next morning I wake up feeling a bit wasted and way too warm. I am still in Azazels arms and he is holding me close. I try to wriggle myself out of his grip, he just responds with a moan. He seems to be enjoying me wriggeling out and I can feel his errection against my ass already. "What a wake up call...I should keep you", he muses to himself and presses his hardness even closer to me. He turns me in his arms and rolls over so he is on top of me again. "Spread those sweet legs for me!", he commands and I obey, my mind not really awake yet. He plunges directly into me and luckily he has that effect that around him one cannot be not wet. He moves inside me sweetly and slowly this time until I shudder underneath him. When he pulls out I let out a muffeled cry of emptyness, but he just gets up and pulls on his pants. As I make a move to get dressed he interferes. "nope, you´re not getting dressed, babe. You´re not going anywhere where you would need clothes. C´mon follow me!", I stare at him. "Long story, babe. But for you I´ll make it short. I´m a demon and I reside over the sixth circle of hell. You fucked me, so now you have to go and screw your brains out with my brother i the fith circle. You go down all circles until Lucifer himself gets to have a piece of you. End of story.", somehow I don´t even dare to question what he says. My brain just accepts this as fact and follows Azazel, who is still shirtless. As we walk towards an elevator I watch the muscles in his broad back. The elevator doors open and Az gives me a good hot kiss and shoves me inside. He winks at me as the doors close and grins. Great. I am buck naked in an elevator, I try to use the door opener which doesn´t work. I try 3 floor, the elevator doesn´t move. I try the 6th floor, doesn´t work either. With a sigh I press the button for the second floor and the elevator begins his journey downwards. Fantastic, make that buck naked, confused and in a creepy elevator. With a ping the door opens and I am confronted with something I never planned on watching. Sure I saw people screw before in movies, but I never actually wanted to get a real life vision of other people fucking.  
 
 
 
 The second Circle 
 I stand there and I can´t say that it´s not an interesting sight, but it is disturbing in a way. It´s also a major turn on, that makes me flush. The guy nailing a petite blond girl is tall, blonde and sexy as hell. He must have heard the elevator doors, because he looks over his shoulder and right into my eyes. He gives me a once over and he seems to approve. "Come over here", he commands me and since I have nothing else to do I follow his instruction. I am now facing the two of them and he doesn´t make any motion of stoping whatsoever. The blonde let´s out a moan after another as he thrusts into her. "You understand I have to finish this? But have a seat and watch...", I stagger back until my legs hit a small sofa on which I sit down. I feel uncomfortable, but yet I am wet. Drenching wet as I watch him do it to her. I have to say I wish I could take her place, Az made it quick this morning and I could have taken a lot more. Her moans become louder and louder building u into a climax whilst he seems quite relaxed, evenly thrusting into her, his balls slapping against her thighs. She collapses and he pulls out. He then just leaves her lying there and walks over to me, grinning. "Is she unconscious?", I inquire bluntly. "Dead", he shoots back at me, I don´t know why but I honestly don´t care that she is dead. It strikes me as something natural. "You...fucked her to death?" "Yep, she just didn´t have the...special something to survive me. By the way I´m Calcifer.", he introduces himself, my eyes involuntarily wander and I gasp. Wow. Just wow. "You like what you see? I certainly like what  I  see.", he takes a step and comes even closer to me. My body reacts, my nipples harden and I grow even wetter. "I see that my little show with blondie there turned you on. But why don´t you experience what she did yourself? I have to admit you´re probably gonna be more fun though...", he gives me a dark look. "Will I die too when you...you know..." "Let´s hope you don´t. But I romise you there´s no better way to die. Also I don´t think you will, I think you have what it takes to get down to the core of hell", I get up and walk towards him. The air betweens us is full of tension and heat. "Get down on your knees", he commands me and I obey instantly. "Now suck", he says and I can see a sexy grin on his face. I wrap my hands around him first and then I put him into my mouth. He is hard as steel but feels soft at the same time. The taste of him blows my mind. He growls and puts his hands at the back of my head. He begins to lead me, shows me how he likes it. I give him a little teeth and he laughs. 
 
 
 Text: Heather Starkweather All rights reserved. Publication Date: May 15th 2013 https://www.bookrix.com/-heatherstarkweather