Zarathel Wailed in delight and agony as her lover's seed filled her rectum, burning hot and sticky, it flowed into her body, filled her and poured out of her mouth. It burned through into her veins and scorched her heart.<br/><br/>"OHHHHHH! OH LUCIFER, I am forever yours, my LORD and my MASTER!" The words burst from her as she too, climaxed, her juiced flowing out of her virgin sex in spurts, landing on her thighs, on the throne, some falling onto Lucifer's legs, some onto his balls. One particularly powerful spurt caught the hem of the Warrior Prince's robe.<br/><br/>Michael was forgotten in this moment of supreme ecstasy. Being fucked up the arse by the Morning Star remained, for all eternity, her one most precious experience and one she determined to repeat as often as her Master would permit.<br/><br/>As she came down from her climax, and listened to Lucifer's promise, she turned her head and kissed him on the mouth. "Yes, My Lord and Master. We will rule together, for eternity..."