"Lie down," he murmured.
She sank down flat on her stomach and groaned at the tingling itchiness coursing through each foot.
He summoned the same jar of salve he'd used on her arms and rubbed the contents on her feet and lower legs.
A soft sigh sounded as her muscles released.
"Are you ready to come for me, pet?"
Turning to face him, she nodded. "Yes, sir."
"Get on your back."
Rolling around, Hermione maneuvered onto her back where he could reach her and found herself directly under his levitated mirror.
She had forgotten it was there.
Seeing herself was a bit of a shock.
Her nipples were hard, and she watched herself run a palm over one.
Glancing down the bed, she saw Lucifer staring at her, watching her touch herself.
"Keep going," he growled.
A shy smile tilted her mouth, and she smoothed both hands up her torso until she was cupping the underside of her breasts.
She teased herself before going for the main attraction.
Her hands moved higher, circling her nipples without touching them then stroking featherlight down the center of her chest.
"Watch yourself," he murmured.
Her eyes shifted upward.
The mirror widened and lengthened, revealing the entire bed.
Her reflection pulled at her peaked tips, and she arched her back.
"Good girl. Don't stop."
His hands grasped her ankles and pulled them apart; then his dark head came into view.
Hermione watched his pale, scarred back rest between her spread legs, his black hair blocking out her sex.
She felt his fingers part her, and then the wet warmth of his tongue covered her clitoris.
It was like watching an incredibly sexy movie that she could feel.
His breath was hot on her pussy, and his hair tickled her thighs.
In the mirror, she watched the back of his head move and tilt as his soft tongue traced her folds.
Lucifer looked up at her. She seemed enraptured by their reflection.
"Now you can see yourself as I see you. Don't look away. I want you to watch yourself climax."
"Yes, sir."
He went back to licking through her silky sex.
She rapidly grew wetter, and he slid his tongue inside her to taste her salty-sweet nectar.
Pushing her legs wider, Lucifer made her draw them to her chest.
He teased her entrance then went a little higher, firmly pressing the tip of his tongue near her urethra.
She groaned. "Do you like that, pet?"
"Yes, sir!" she whispered. He wasn't on her clit, but it felt good.
Not as intense, but she was pretty sure she could orgasm if he licked there long enough.
"Oh, God!" His tongue went back to her clit, and she moaned louder, the teasing wet and soft.
He kept at it, but whenever she got close, he pulled away.
Her growl was lovely.
Lucifer wanted to hear her moaning and shouting his name.
He curled up his tongue through her inner petals in firm rhythmic strokes.
She went still, letting out a long humming moan.
The pleasure quickly built.
His tongue flickered at the edge of her entrance again, tickling the swollen tissue just inside.
When he went back to her clit, she cried out.
'So close.' Just when she thought he was going to push her over the cliff, he went back to sliding through her inner lips.
His nose brushed her nub, and his tongue curled over her new favorite spot.
Her body began to shake, the trembling radiating out from her pelvis. "Oh God, Lucifer! Don't stop!"
'I won't, pet.'
Her body shook so hard he had to pin back her thighs to keep her in place.
His face was soaked with her juice.
"Unnnh!"
With one long wail from her, he felt the muscles surrounding her pussy tighten and spasm.
A small jet of liquid spurted against his mouth and ran down his chin.
He hadn't seen that coming, but he was turned on by the unexpected shower.
Hermione tried to relax as her entire body spasmed.
Her back arched so sharply she had to watch the mirror through the lower half of her slitted lids.
It felt as if her pussy were trying to expel her insides. Pinching her nipples harder, she drew out the climax.
Her back gradually sank to the bed as her muscles let go of their blissful contraction.
Gales of air gusted through her slack mouth in a breathless pant, and she reached down to stroke his head in thanks.
Her orgasm had been absolutely mind-blowing, but, surprisingly, Hermione was ready to come again.
'Should I say something?' A pitiful noise sighed out of her when he kissed her pussy. "Please, sir. Don't stop. I can come again."
His eyebrows quirked up. Already? Interesting.
His lips plied her swollen nub. "Come for me, Hermione."
He started the soft assault on her clit again, and she let out a whimper. "T-Thank you, sir."
Smiling against her dripping lips, Lucifer kept his tongue light and gentle.
He would have done anything she asked for after that display of bravery with the arse-eating adventure.
Licking her to climax was the least he could do.
When her hips started bucking and shaking again, he went back to her swollen inner lips, lapping at their apex, just a little below her clit.
Hermione hissed and groaned through her teeth.
The pressure returned full force.
The metronome of his tongue ticked against her, keeping time with the throbbing in her sex.
He slid to her clit again, and she bit her lip to cut off the moan that wrenched free.
She didn't want to hurt him, but she couldn't take her hand off his head.
His scalp was going to be shredded.
His lips suckled at her clit, and she cried out louder, bucking against his face. "Luciferr! Fuck!"
He chuckled against her and went back to her inner lips, teasing them with gentle licks to contrast the firm suction.
The pressure returned again after a few seconds, and she let go of his head to pinch her nipples.
They were rock hard against her fingers, like two diamonds tipping her soft breasts.
Running her palms over them, she saw her tight expression pant back at her from the ceiling.
Lucifer's gaze traveled up her body. Her nipples looked painful; he could see the hard crinkle of skin surrounding each tip.
Moving his tongue back toward her urethra, he slid one hand up and pushed away her fingers so he could feel for himself.
They were unyielding, like stone.
He groaned against her folds and felt her twitch.
"Come all over my face again, pet," he growled into her opening.
His tongue teased that same spot, and Hermione felt her body start shaking.
Forcing her muscles to relax, she went with it.
The trembling built until she was sure her head was going to explode, then muscles pushed out, and her pussy was convulsing with pleasure again.
"Lucifer!" Hermione shouted before her brain went blank and all she could manage were nonsensical sounds.
Her body sprayed against his lips again, not as much as the first time, but still more forcefully than usual.
He kept the pressure steady, lapping against her as she rode through her release.
She seemed to be speaking in tongues. Almost incoherent.
The sound of her shouting his name echoed in his head as he pressed his face into her soaked snatch.
"Fuck!" She sighed heavily as she started to come down.
He grinned around her clit, his tongue cleaning her folds as he wiped off his chin on the comforter.
A wet spot darkened the bed beneath her.
"Is that all, pet, or do you have more for me?" He ran his tongue up the center of her sex.
Her hands slapped over her face, and he looked up at her in amusement.
'Bloody hell, she's ready again.'
Her pussy was right back were it had started.
It seemed to be idling in wait as soon as she came down.
Usually, she seemed to be starting anew with each orgasm, the slate wiped clean, but, for the moment, Hermione was already halfway there, halfway to the finish line.
Lucifer ran his tongue up her twat. "Tell me the truth, pet. Are you ready to come again?"
"Yes, sir." She felt a little greedy.
"That's my good girl. Take your hands off your face and tell me what you want."
A strangled noise of dissent growled out of her.
Kissing her inner thigh once, he moved to lick along the juncture of her leg and pelvis.
Her hips rolled, and he nipped her in warning. "Tell me. I want to hear you say it."
"Please make me come again, sir," she whispered.
Flattening his tongue, he ran it up her slit. "You've drenched out bed, pet. Can you give me more?"
"Yes, sir."
"Do you need a break?"
"NO!" She was afraid if he stopped she'd lose the momentum.
He smirked at her vehemence.
"Tell me who makes you come like this," he ordered, flicking his tongue over her clit.
"Oh gods, Lucifer. You. Only you."
Her words made his dick jump.
He alternated between teasing her hard clit and her engorged opening.
Her pussy was so swollen it was almost closed.
He turned his head and kissed the edge of her bum. It was deep pink, marked from earlier.
Pressing his thumb against her plug, he circled it around inside her, pulsing his tongue below her nub.
"Sweet Circe," she muttered under her breath.
His lips spoke into her clit as he pushed the plug deeper, "Is this what you like?"
"Merlin, yes! Please don't stop."
Lucifer got a bit rougher with the plug and pressed his tongue harder against her.
The resulting cries were an aria of need. "I want you to think about me being inside your arse, pet."
'I'm way ahead of you!' "Yes, sir."
"Are you still watching yourself?"
"Yes, sir."
"Good. Tell me what you're thinking about."
A nervous groan whined from her throat.
She didn't want to tell him. Then his tongue resumed its sweet torture, and she was suddenly willing to spill her guts.
"Um . . . I'm bent over your desk, and I'm sore from the cane. Agghh!" She had to pause.
His tongue was teasing that same strange spot again.
"You're . . . stretching me with your fingers and using the lube to get me ready. Oh God! Um . . . you're naked behind me, and your cock is pressing at my bum."
He shook his thumb against the plug, and her narrative stuttered to a moan.
When his tongue went back to her clit, her words started up again, and she panted out the rest of her story.
"My pussy's dripping, and your fingers are digging into my hips. Your cock sinks deeper and deeper till I can't stand it anymore. Then you reach around me and rub my clit as you start thrusting. Bloody fucking hell, Lucifer! I'm so close!"
A noise of agreement vibrated against her sex, and she shuddered.
He kept tapping her clit until she was right on the brink then he sank back to that same new spot that made her come so hard.
Lucifer teased it until she was ready to fall again. Each time he switched, she was on the edge with less and less effort.
"You . . . uh . . . you're talking to me, and . . . oh God . . . I um . . . I'm holding onto your desk so hard my arms ache."
Lucifer put one finger inside her swollen pussy and groaned.
'So wet.'
He wanted to fuck her again. Going deep, he curled his finger against the front wall of her sheath while he licked her engorged inner labia.
"Oh gods, Lucifer. Fuck me now!" Hermione couldn't say anymore.
Her muscles clenched again and pushed out his fingers.
He kept his tongue on that delicious spot under her clit.
'OhGodOhGodOhGod.'
He caught some of her release on his tongue, restoring himself with her ambrosia.
Her feral shouts bounced off the walls and surrounded him in a cocoon of her lust.
It was too much. The whole scene had inspired him back into action.
Feeling her bucking and squirting against his face for a third time left him rigid.
'Dammit. I'm going to be dead tomorrow!'
Her brain was gone. Hermione lay there panting happily as his tongue cleaned her.
Although she'd been pushed past knackered, she knew she could go again.
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