But he wasn't done with her yet. Now it was his turn to flip her over. So that she would be beneath him again.
She eyed him at his sudden action at which he just smiled. "Had your fill. Now it's my turn"
'Huh, didn't they just had.." It's then that she noticed that he was still hard. "But it has already been an hour," she said even as a demon, a continuous hour is much more.
But the demon just smirked and said, "you know what Shataniel was complaining that I am changed. I even count time according to humans."
She raised a brow at his reply waiting for him to continue his explanation but he didn't. So that was it. What does it have to do with their current situation? 'Wait' her eyes widened when the realisation struck her.
He nodded to confirm her thoughts. "Yes darling, it's been only fifteen minutes to me" and with that, with a swift action he entered in her core again
But instead of being slow like last time. His movements were fast and rough. She was screaming his name again. Her core was burning. She was Stretched beyond limits. Yet the demon is not satisfied.
He used her again and again until she started drifting away from her consciousness. It took him other two hours to finally have his fill and filling her body with his seeds.
He grunted and looked at the lady which is past half lost in his arms. Only she is the one who could handle him, that also with difficulty.
Finally satiated, he laid to the side and she snuggled in his arms. But the moment he closed his eyes. He saw her again. Her eyes are haunting him from the past three months.
What would she be doing there alone? Is she even there or left the house after waiting for a while. It is about to be a month there.
But if he tried to go, even in his spirit form Shataniel will know. Damn it. He can't take his attention towards her. She has to be hidden.
Then she looked at the girl sleeping there with him. Was she the reason, he didn't enjoy Meg they way he did in the past. The more he roughly thrusted in her the more his heart clenched.
The pleasure turned into uneasiness. Like he is cheating on her. But he didn't accept her confession. He rejected her coldly. they are not in any relation. Then why is he feeling like that?
It's not that he hasn't missed her before, but today this uneasiness is a lot more. He needs a diversion right now.
The demoness in his arms stirred and he moved, moved and captured her lips. It was a painful kiss. He was filling his uneasiness in her but she liked the rough way so they continued.
He took her, again and again, the whole day and night. Until the demoness cant take it anymore and vanished from there.
He slammed the stone and broke it into pieces. Looking at the calm water he dived into it. How much time has passed when he couldn't take it anymore.
"Lucas, I need you here this instant" he telepathy him. And next instant a wind blew and smoke appeared forming a skeleton with a torn cloak over his body and scythe in his hands.
He kneeled and spoke, "my lord."
"I miss your human form Lucas" he said but the reaper didn't react. Like the words has nothing to with him. Ah, you just can not talk to him if the matter isn't worth giving reply.
"Who do you belong to Lucas to me or this hell." He asked looking above the intricate structure of rocks and stones then to his room. There was a fire in a corner and a bed of stone. Tables and stools of stone. Styx river and sulphur. A lot of sulphur in the air.
His entrance was made of a veil of lava flowing like a waterfall. That's how hell palace is, things make palace different from the ordinary place is you can have a river by yourself to keep you calm and collected in this burning hole.
All the structure is like the palace of humans but everything is made of strong rocks and stones. Nothing soft or luxurious. His eyes went back to the silent grim reaper. 'Was it such a difficult question to ask?'
He raised a brow looking at him indicating that he is waiting for his reply.
The reaper looked nervous if bones would have the expression you could have seen the sweat and a small frown on his face. "My lord I belong to you, but you belong to hell."
Ok, this made him laugh. He laughed loudly but his laugh was cold, mocking or genuine only he knows.
"But what if our purpose is different?" He asked again in his solemn voice. And that made the reaper silent again.
It took him forever to say, "I will follow the lord, until hell is not betrayed." He answered back.
He laughed again and shook his head, "who says reapers are dumb who only knows how to take the soul and bring it to hell. You are cunning Lucas"
But the reaper kept kneeling without saying anything. At least he could smile at the compliment mused Asbeel and stood up.
"I want you to do something for me, without anyone knowing in hell. Could you do that?" He asked directly without beating around the bush. And the reaper nodded.
"Good, I want you to go and check what little angel is doing when you go back to take a soul. But do it stealthily. No one should know about it. Not even Lucifer or Sataniel or any other reaper." The reaper nodded and vanished.
"See, I am breaking the law again for you. What will I do now Angela? Once you will remember who you are would you hate me like any of his creation or your love for me will remain there?" He whispered to himself smiling thinking about her face.