WARNING!!
This chapter contains an explicit sex scene. Please read at your own discretion.
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"I want to devour your lust."
Roxana did not budge in place. Her pupils had shrunk for a few moments, and she ended up gulping her saliva at being able to understand Damian's implied intent.
He was not just any demon; Damian was the epitome of lust. All the literature on The Third Prince of Hell always mentioned that Damian gained power through three things.
The first was the hatred and vengeance in the hearts of humans.
Second, he would feed on the souls of humans who ended up in hell.
And lastly, he obtained energy by making love.
The books said Damian had thousands of concubines in his palace. He devoured every lust those demon women had and turned that passion into fuel for his energy.
When Roxana summoned Damian, he did not bring his concubines to the human world and asked Roxana to charge his energy instead of the concubines in his palace.
Roxana did not think that Damian meant it when he said he wanted Roxana to feed his lust with her body because, according to Roxana, she was not an interesting person to make love to.
"I am a virgin," Roxana said with a solemn look on her face. "You might not be satisfied if you make love to me."
Damian laughed while touching his forehead, his eyelids falling shut from hearing Roxana say such a thing with such a straight face.
"Rest assured, My Lady." Damian lowered his head to look into Roxana's ocean-blue eyes. "I can give you a lesson. Any virgin woman will become the slave of lust under my lesson."
Roxana turned her gaze in a random direction because she did not want to look at Damian directly. She said quietly, "Well, then, please teach me."
Although she became a virgin again in this life, Roxana had at least three marriages with Izekiel out of her five miserable lives.
However, her sexual experiences were not very pleasant. Izekiel preferred to think of Roxana as a doll instead of a human being. He would always maltreat Roxana as long as she lay on their bed.
Making love with Izekiel was painful and felt like a punishment in Roxana's mind. It seemed that Roxana never once felt pleasure when Izekieltouched her.
Therefore, Roxana thought that making love was always that painful, and she didn't want to experience something like that.
Unfortunately, she had already made an agreement with Damian that she would feed Damian using her body in exchange for the power Damian would give her.
"But I don't want to feel pain, not even a little bit." Roxana gritted her teeth before whispering, "I really hate pain."
Damian tucked Roxana's hair behind her ear and said, "You will never experience any pain with me. Therefore, My Lady, will you feed me with your body?"
"Do as you wish," Roxana answered.
She no longer cared about anything as long as Damian could avenge her revenge.
Damian lifted her chin, then placed his lips on Roxana's. Her lips felt so soft and sweet, like freshly harvested honey.
When Damian pulled her chin, Roxana's lips parted slightly so that he could slide his tongue into Roxana's mouth. Just as their tongues touched, Roxana felt a strange rush run through her body.
She closed her eyes; her whole body felt weak, so she let Damian wrap his arms around Roxana's waist.
When Damian sucked her lower lip and bit it lightly, Roxana's mind immediately became hazy.
"Your lips taste so sweet, My Lady," Damian whispered beside Roxana's ear, making her instantly blush with embarrassment. "I wonder, does the rest of your body also taste this sweet?"
Roxana held her breath, and her parted lips dripped saliva from the corners of her lips. Her face turned red like a freshly ripened apple, and her body became as hot as a fireplace.
"What have you done to me?" Roxana asked Damian with watery eyes.
The kiss felt so intoxicating to Roxana. Every suction, lick, and taste that Damian gave to her lips brought a strange feeling that Roxana had never felt before.
The kiss was not rough and painful, nor did Roxana taste the blood that flowed from her lips every time Izekiel kissed her.
"I bewitched you into my charms," Damian said with a laugh.
In reality, Damian hadn't done anything. He hadn't bewitched or influenced Roxana's mind into wanting to become the demon's slave. The only thing Damian did was kiss Roxana.
However, that kiss filled with tenderness had already managed to trap Roxana into his sea of lust.
"Will I forget everything once I wake up tomorrow morning?" Roxana raised her head to look into Damian's bloodshot eyes. Her eyes opened slightly, and her voice sounded so melodious to the demon's ears.
"No." Damian kissed Roxana's cheek, then bit her earlobe. "I'll make sure you remember every touch of mine tonight."
Damian lifted Roxana's body, which felt light to him. When Roxana wrapped her legs around Damian's waist, he slipped his hands into her skirt.
Damian's rough palms grazed Roxana's thighs, which felt so smooth. The touch suddenly made Roxana bite her lower lip and hug Damian's neck.
"Roxie, I'm going to give you some lessons tonight." Damian blew warm steam onto Roxana's neck, making her shudder with amusement. "Lesson number one, whenever I touch you, you must moan so I feel aroused."
Damian's tongue traced the skin of Roxana's neck, giving her a tingly yet hot sensation that made Roxana close her eyes.
When Damian sucked on her pulse point, he could hear an adorable soft moan. "Ahh ...."
Damian chuckled. "Exactly like that."
Damian then placed Roxana's back on the bed and pulled her skirt to her waist. His hands continued to trace Roxana's legs, starting from her knees, thighs, and ending at her panties.
"Are you sure you are a virgin?" Damian tilted his head. "You're not surprised at all."
Roxana, "Don't ask something serious in bed."
"Is that such a serious question?" Damian pulled Roxana's panties down without her noticing. "But whatever, virgin or not, I will still bring heaven to you."
Roxana gripped the sheets as Damian caressed the outside of her core. She clenched her teeth tightly, and her breathing sounded ragged.
"Ahh!"
Just as Damian rubbed her clitoris in a gentle motion, Roxana jerked her head up. She writhed wildly and tried to close her legs, but Damian kept her thighs open.
"Roxie, you look beautiful when you make that expression," Damian teased.
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[Mini Theater]
(What is your body count?)
Roxana: Zero in this lifetime.
Damian: *Trying to count them using his fingers* I ran out of fingers.
Roxana: *Giving offensive side eyes* Whore.