To Sebastian’s delight, moans of enjoyment began to slip from the angel’s flushed lips, like sinful secrets she could no longer keep imprisoned.  He could only imagine the sensations which must be flooding through her -- strange and frightening, yet also wonderful.  And all her resistance couldn’t make them go away.  Even her squirming and writhing was only helping him work his way ever deeper inside her.  She must be terrified.  A kinder man would have slowed down, would have whispered a few comforting words or pressed a gentle kiss to her flushed brow.  But Sebastian was not a kinder man.  Relentlessly, he continued thrusting into her, as his own fierce desire for the angel raised his body temperature steadily higher.<br/><br/>When her fingernails dug into his hand, Sebastian released a growl of arousal.  A little bit of pain seemed to amplify the pleasure he was already feeling.  That was a trick he would teach Eliana later -- right now she seemed to be experiencing plenty of pleasure without it, as her moans turned to loud and desperate cries.  She was close.  They were both close.  In a trembling voice, the angel pleaded for mercy one last time.  But it was far too late.  Suddenly, her chest slammed into his as she arched her back and released a magnificent shriek of pleasure.  Sebastian wished that he could have captured the sound in a jar and kept it forever.  While Eliana shuddered like a leaf in a storm, Sebastian kept pumping into her until he’d forced every last little bit of orgasm from her quaking body.  Then he buried himself deep in her still shivering flesh, roaring with satisfaction as he climaxed.  His seed was even warmer than his outer body temperature, and the angel would certainly feel it spilling into her.<br/><br/>For a few moments, Sebastian held himself wedged inside Eliana.  Then, once he felt certain that every drop had been released, he slowly pulled out.  Although Sebastian didn’t like to admit it, the angel had surprised him.  He’d known  that he’d enjoy fucking her -- who wouldn’t?  But he’d never imagined that it could be this good.  Better than any sex he could remember having.        Tilting his head, Sebastian gazed down at Eliana.  If she’d looked beautiful before, she looked even more beautiful now, her body still recovering from the violent orgasm.  For a moment, something almost like tenderness flickered in the demon’s eyes.  “That was good,” he murmured.  Then, with uncharacteristic gentleness, he stroked the angel’s cheek.  “You did really good.”