THE VIRGIN PRIEST 3 & 4

Had it been cold last time he was outside? Luke couldn’t think clearly as he moved throughout the village. He couldn’t get his thoughts straight. The further he moved away from the demon, the more confused he got. He knew where he was going. He knew he had to avoid the eyes of the curious townspeople. He knew he looked a mess; their friendly neighborhood priest was in clothing they had never seen him in before.

He saw the church in the distance and a sense of unease came through him. How odd. He always felt comfort there. Luke took a deep breath and moved the rest of the distance with ease. His feeling of discomfort only growing the closer he got to his safe haven. What if they didn’t let him back in? With a swift movement, he opened the doors of the church. Much to his surprise, it was empty. It was exactly as he had left it a few days back. Had no one been in here since then?

“Is anyone here?” he called out. He felt a stinging on his back as he moved deeper into the establishment.

“Father! What has come of you?” He heard a slight voice coming from the back of the church. Relief flooded through him. He wasn’t alone. He knew the voice well, but his mind was so jumbled that he couldn’t place a name.

“Help me, please,” Luke croaked. He stepped up to the pulpit where the demon had taken him, it was still toppled over. Much to his horror, the small man did not take any steps toward him. The young apprentice just stood in the shadows, bright blue eyes bulging at him.

“Father, son and Holy Spirit,” the man whispered as he clung to the crucifix on his neck. “It got you, Father.”

“Help me, son.” Luke pleaded, once again. It was at that moment when Luke realized that the two of them weren’t alone. He felt a hand on his shoulder, and as soon as it did, a searing pain ripped through his back. The hand on his shoulder went to the collar of the flimsy shirt he had on and tore it off. A collective gasp came from behind him.

“You have been marked by the Devil, boy.” The voice behind Luke was authoritative, one he did not recognize. Fear coursed through Luke as the pain in his back grew in intensity.

“Help me, I beg you,” Luke knew the words were pointless as soon as they came out of his mouth. He had to get out of here. He had to figure out a way out of this.

“You were weak enough to let a demon mark you, why should we help you? You are a disgrace. You fell to the sin of the flesh.”

Ironically, the only ‘safe’ place he could think of was the cottage with the demon. She had left him to stew and that’s when he made his escape. He should have listened to her when she said this would happen if he came back. Was he facing death now? All for carnal pleasures?

Lily chuckled as she watched the scene at the church unfold in front of her. The only thing that slightly shocked her was the mark on the Father’s back. That she hadn’t expected. What had happened between them that first night? She knew she had to get him out of the mess he was in, that was certain. He was in grave danger and something in her wouldn’t let anything happen to him.

With the confidence only a demon woman could have here, she marched through the doors of the church that had carelessly been left open. No one seemed to notice her presence, not even Luke. He looked far too terrified at the formidable man standing in front of him. She could see the pain coating her Priest’s features, she imagined it had something to do with the demonic mark on his back and the holy land they were in. She felt the pain here too. She tried to reach out to him with her presence, letting a little bit of her seductive magic roll through his body.

She could tell he sensed it. His body loosened slightly, and he looked wildly around the church for her. She wasn’t here to hurt him, and she tried to convey that in her message. She stepped from behind the man interrogating Luke, and Luke finally laid eyes on her. There was no relief in his eyes, though, just terror. She wanted to let him know that he would be safe, that she would get him out of here. Lily knew that she could take on these men who were cornering Luke, but she didn’t want to put him in any danger while she did it.

“Father,” she said with a slight voice. The men holding him turned abruptly and glared at her. Luke whipped around again and locked eyes with her. He was pleading with her.

“Get out of here, Lily,” he said softly. Why didn’t he just give her up? The way his shoulders hung admitted defeat. Lily didn’t like it one bit.

“No!” She said with a little more force.

“What is a noblewoman of your stature doing here trying to entertain a disgraced priest?” The other man directed his question at Lily.

“You have to help him, sir. He saved me from the demon, I only came to see that he made it here okay.” Lily said, her eyes downcast. Luke looked at her with confusion, and Lily sent out a wave of warmth to him. This man would be no one’s but hers. He was hers. Lily stepped closer to Luke, now only a few feet away. He shook his head at her adamantly.

“Stay away from me, Lily, it is not safe. Let them do as they must.” Fear laced through his words. His body was shaking, but Lily didn’t understand it. He had the mark of Hell on his back. He had the strength to get out of here if he wanted to. She closed the gap between them and put her hand on his other shoulder. She could see the power that her touch gave him.

“I’m not afraid of you, Father. You saved my life by damning your own.” She squeezed his shoulder slightly, trying to force him to raise from his knees. Listen to me, dammit! She projected into his mind. She directed her next words at the other man, “Please do not hurt him. Let me help him.”

“There is no helping him, girl. He is destined for Hell.” Ice ran through Lily’s veins. Were they going to burn him?

Run, you idiot, run! She screamed at him. Luke didn’t react. She squeezed him harder, urging him on. You’ll die if you don’t. And she had this awful feeling that if he died, she would too.

Many things had surprised Luke in his life, but nothing so much as seeing the demon terrified at the thought of his impending death. Hours ago, she had been threatening him and now she was trying to save him? He could hear her pleas in his head, feel the comfort she was sending him. She wanted him alive, he knew that much. She was squeezing his shoulder so hard that it hurt almost as much as the burning in his back.

The burning will stop if you leave here. Her voice wrapped itself around his mind. Why was it so damn comforting? How did she know he felt it? He saw the irritation in her eyes as well, could tell that she was scared at the situation they were currently in.

“I promise, sir. I’ll take him far away from here, far from the villagers. He saved my life; my father will want to thank him!” The desperation in Lily’s voice was like a dagger in his heart. “Get off your knees, Father.”

With a sudden pull, she yanked him off his knees. He gasped in shock, but the movement shocked the authority figure behind him and the only hand on Luke now was Lily’s. Her hand slid from his shoulder to his elbow, and she pulled him into her close. Luke should let the powers that be burn him for all that had happened. But instead, he stood by this demon as if his life depended on it.

“I don’t care if you are a man of the cloth, sir,” Venom sprouted in the demon’s words, “My father funds this church, you will not punish a man for saving my life. I’ll see to it that you’re in his place instead.”

“We cannot allow a demon marked man access to the outside world, miss.” The man looked at Lily with suspicion.

“That’s Lady to you,” she spat. “And I can assure you that if you do not let us go, I will see you stripped of your stature and everything you hold dear. Never again will you step into a church and hold any kind of authority.”

Luke stepped back with Lily. She was inching them out the door. Luke knew she wouldn’t win the battle of the wills, but he suddenly didn’t doubt her ability to get him out of here alive. She was a demon, after all.

“Yes, my Lady,” derision coated the words, “Why don’t you leave him here with us and fetch your father? We can keep track of him and your father can show his thanks so we can get along with our business.”

Luke felt Lily’s grip on him lessen. You have got to believe in yourself and run, little Father. I can handle myself here. Get. Out. Luke felt a spark in him ignite as Lily’s words rolled through his mind. He knew she was right. Her arm fell from his as she looked over at him, urging him to go quietly. Luke took the hint and charged towards the open door.

“Go, Father, run towards my family’s stead!” she shouted after him, “I will follow.”

Luke barely heard her as he pounded his feet on the ground, running for his life. He heard the shouts of the congregation leaders behind him, but somehow he knew that Lily wouldn’t let them get close enough to him to hurt him. The mark on his back burned less and less the further away from the church he was. He took off back in the direction of the cottage he had called home for the past few days. He could only hope that Lily would show up soon.

“I should kill you myself, you dumb man!” Her voice thundered through the cottage. Luke sat on the seat he had grown accustomed to and sipped on wine from the demon’s stock. “Why would you go back there? I told you it wasn’t safe!”

“Why do you care, Lily?” He asked, drunk on the taste of the wine. He hadn’t replaced the shirt that had been torn off him. Satisfaction grew through him as he noticed Lily was staring. She was standing in front of him, eyes wide with rage. She wasn’t trying to seduce him; she was genuinely concerned.

“You carry a demon’s mark, Father. I have never seen that before. Not in a man who is alive.” She stalked over to him and lifted the glass of wine from his hands. Slowly, and pointedly, she took a sip.

“Can I ask you why you chose me of all people?” He was genuinely curious. What was the appeal of him? He felt as she let her powers course through his body, a wave of pleasure arching up his back, his body hardening to it. He was done fighting it now. Lily leaned down to him, her lips inches from his. She grazed his lips slightly with hers, not giving in to a kiss, but teasing him. His need for her was at the front of his mind now, but he wouldn’t give in to it.

“Simple, you were a virgin, and I love virgins.” She didn’t retreat from him. She brought her hand to his bare chest. “And one taste of you isn’t enough, Father.”

“I don’t want you, demon.” He said. It was a lie, but he said it nonetheless.

“You lie to me. You see, I can’t take you unless you want me.” She traced a line down his abs, “I can’t seduce your mind unless you let me in. I can’t harden your body unless yours wants mine.”

Lily sat the glass of wine down next to them. She lifted her dress and sat on his lap. Her hands were planted firmly on his chest, and she lowered her lips to his, taking his mouth into hers. He kissed her back eagerly. This woman intoxicated him. He let his arms wrap around her frame, pulling her closer to him. He wanted nothing more than to stake claim to her, but could he really claim a pleasure demon? Luke broke the kiss.

“You know I want you, but how can I know that I can have you?” He didn’t bother to lie to her this time.

“You’re alive, Father. It appears you are bound to me. I could have let you die in that church, but I couldn’t. I could have killed you myself and I didn’t.”

Lily rocked her body against his, letting the most intimate parts of herself graze over the length of him that was still painfully contained in his pants. Luke’s breath caught in his throat. His fingers dug into her sides.

“Don’t deny that you want me, Luke. It will only make your life harder, because I will find you again if you try to leave.”

With that final warning, Lily fought off her instincts and stood from his lap. She was dripping for him, but she needed him to want her. She needed him to want to keep her around. How did she assure that a human man would stay with a demon princess?

CHAPTER 4

The demon was lying next to him curled up into a ball sound asleep. Something about that seemed absurd to him. The way she had her arm draped over his waist was protective. And the way he just let her was unnatural. But as unnatural as it felt, he didn’t move away from her. Because as unnatural as it was, it also didn’t feel wrong. A sigh escaped his mouth as he drew her closer to him.

“Filthy demon,” he muttered under his breath.

She stirred slightly. He knew he wouldn’t do anything to wake her, and after her words to him last night, he also knew he wouldn’t try to run away from her. He didn’t doubt her when she said she would chase him. He had a feeling the mark on his back would lead her right to him anyways. He groaned as he thought about that. The demon put the mark of Hell on him somehow. Her hair fell in waves over his hand, and he twirled a strand in his fingers. How could something that looked so perfect be so absolutely sinful? He didn’t suppose he would ever know the answer to that.

The next couple of hours went by slowly for him. He watched as the sun rose through the small windows of the cottage. He wished more than anything that the demon would wake up so he could move from the spot on the ground. The thought of waking her crossed his mind again, but again, he couldn’t bring himself to do it. After all, she had saved him from getting burned alive. He wasn’t sure of the life she had taken him into, but time would tell that.

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Lily was acutely aware that Luke was waiting on her to wake up. Truth was that she hadn’t been asleep in the first place. She was just comfortable listening to the rhythmic beating of his heart, so she stayed put. She had to stifle laughter as she heard him curse her occasionally. As much as he outwardly expressed his hatred towards her, she knew he didn’t mean it.

“Good morning, my virgin priest,” she said in a low voice. She made sure he felt her intent, and his body hardened with her words.

“You made sure that isn’t true, demon.” Luke whispered. “It’s about time you woke up.”

Luke wiggled out from underneath her and sat up. She watched as he stretched away all the kinks in his back. That’s what he got for threatening to run, though. He could have slept on the couch, or the cot. But the threat made her want to make sure he stayed put. Lily looked up at him with wide eyes. His chest was bare, and everything about it made her hot with need.

“I didn’t do anything you didn’t want.” She replied. Luke laughed at the statement.

“Yes, ruining my life was at the top of my list, demon. I have nothing now.”

A small hint of pain went through Lily’s chest. He really thought he had nothing? He had captured a demon, for all that was worth. She couldn’t leave his side even if she wanted to. Something deep within her said that if he left her side, she would die. She had to follow him.

“You really believe that?” Her voice was small. “You really believe that you have nothing?”

Lily tried to ignore the nagging pain inside her, but it only grew the more the priest looked at her without answering. She could see that he was warring with himself. He wanted her, but he would never admit that to himself. Not when he had lived as a chaste man of God for so long. She sighed.

“Talk to me, priest. What’s going on?”

“Why should I?” He was petulant. She supposed she didn’t blame him.

“Because I want to help you, believe it or not.” She said honestly. “I don’t know exactly what is going on, but I can’t figure it out unless you’re honest with me. What’s going on?”

He sighed. “I don’t know what’s going on either. All I know is that I was fine until you came around.” Luke pushed himself up against her couch. “I was in a position that I loved, and you took that from me. Now they want to burn me, demon.”

Fear shot through her, “That will never happen as long as I’m alive, priest.” She meant that. “They will have to go through me to hurt you. They’ll have to go through my people. As I said, you have a demon’s mark. You may not like that, but it guarantees you protection.”

Luke raised his eyebrow in amusement. “Are you afraid that I will die?”

Lily paused a beat. How did she answer this without revealing her vulnerability? He could theoretically kill them both. “I want you alive. That’s all you need to know.”

“No, it’s not. You uprooted my life and now you owe me an explanation. You want me to be honest with you, but you need to be honest with me too.” Luke stared her down. Lily was still acutely aware at the fact that he was shirtless in front of her. She sighed.

“Fine. You started preaching about the perils of lust and ‘pleasure demons’ as you call us right after I started coming to services. I suspect that you knew what I was then, you felt my power over you, you just didn’t want to admit it.” Lily looked pointedly at him.

“I honestly didn’t know.” He replied. “I just thought I was attracted to you.”

“You were. Well you still are. I can feel it. But you only have us half right.” She continued, “Most demons like me don’t wait to take what they want. They’ll rip it right out of you. As soon as I know someone wants me, so do I. You were different, though. I waited, I got to know you. Made you trust me.”

“So most of you are crazy rapists?” He asked, accusation in his tone.

“Simply put, yes. But I’m different. I told you that I couldn’t take anyone without consent, I wasn’t lying to you. I can’t get into your mind or access your body unless you want me to. I can’t feed without consent, using you would serve no purpose to me without it. What I don’t understand is how you got that mark on your back, or why I feel tied to you. Or why I feel safe spilling all these things to you.”

“Why do you feed on virgins?” He asked.

“I get more power that way. That’s the simple answer. I can go longer between feedings.” Lily locked eyes with him. He looked scared, but not of her.

“Why me? I asked you that last night, but you didn’t answer it directly. Why me?” Luke crossed his arms over his chest. Lily saw the self-consciousness roll through him.

“You were assigned to me.” She said simply. “Don’t ask me why, I don’t know that. I was told to come and seek you out. I can’t refuse an assignment.”

“Assignment?” He was confused. “Why couldn’t you refuse? You have free will.”

Lily roared out a laugh. “I forget you are human, little Father. I am a demon from a high demon family, I do not have free will. If I am compelled to do something, I must do it. I was compelled to acquire you, and after I did, you should have perished into the demon realm, but you are still here.”

“Demon realm? You would have taken a man of God into the demon realm?” His eyes were wide with shock.

“Don’t be so surprised. It wouldn’t be the first time. But what is curious is the mark on your back. I think that’s why you’re still here.”

Lily watched as a shudder went through his body. He didn’t like what he just heard. “What does the mark mean, Lily?”

Lily shrugged. “I’m not sure. I’ve never come across one. Usually, I leave my mark on someone’s soul, not their skin.”

“Is it a bond?” He asked quietly.

“Of some sort. Yes. But I don’t know what kind of bond it is. All I know is that it makes me want to keep you alive.”

“That’s comforting, I guess.” Luke whispered. Lily reached for him. The look of sorrow on his face pierced her darkened heart more than his derision. He didn’t make a move towards her.

“It should be, Priest. If I let you move on to the demon realm, you would be tortured by your lust for as long as you remained there. But as it is, you will stay here with me where I can keep an eye on you. I meant it when I said I wouldn’t let them burn you.” Lily took his forearm in her hand. He tensed up a bit, then relaxed as he realized she wasn’t trying to seduce him.

“You’ll be my demon protector?” He said, amusement in his voice.

“You could do worse.” She replied.

“But what is in this for you?” He asked carefully. Lily shrugged.

“I’m not sure about that yet. I know I can’t let you die, though. So as long as I have a say in it, you won’t.”

“Will you die if I die?” He asked. Lily locked her gaze on his for longer than was necessary or comfortable.

“I don’t know, but I sure as hell don’t want to find out.”

Was she being honest with him? That he didn’t know. But her fear for his life was genuine. That much he knew; he could see it across her face. Although, he didn’t know if it was fear that she would die if he did. One question did keep swirling in his mind after their conversation. Why would her family (was it her family?) set her up if they knew he wouldn’t die when she took him? Or did they know? He wasn’t going to voice this to her. Lily’s thumb was stroking his arm absently, trying to instill some type of confidence in him. As much as he wanted to pull away from her, he didn’t. Something about the act was comforting to him.

Luke uncrossed his arms and reached out to the demon. He grabbed her into his arms and brought her close. Nothing about it made sense, he just had the overwhelming urge to have her as close to him as possible. As he settled her small frame against his, he felt the tension in his body relax. She didn’t fight him, either. She just nuzzled her head against his bare chest. Her arms snaked around his waist, and his body reacted of its own volition. She had awakened a lust in him that he hadn’t known existed. His body wanted hers all the time. Lily had mentioned to him that if he had been sent to her demon realm, he would be tortured with his lust for her. He was tortured with it now, but it wasn’t an unpleasant feeling. None of the lust he was currently feeling was manipulated by her, though. This was all him. He would never admit it to her, but he had real feelings for her.

“You feel at home right now, don’t you, little Father?” Lily asked.

Luke thought about it for a minute. He did feel pretty comfortable. The creature in his arms was a predator sent from Hell, but she wasn’t trying to kill him. Quite the opposite, actually. But did that mean she wouldn’t kill him if she could figure out a way to break their bond? He didn’t know the answer to that.

“At the moment I do,” He settled with the truth. “But that doesn’t mean you won’t kill me later, does it, demon?”

Lily looked up at him with startled eyes. He felt regret at his words, but the question was valid.

“You really think I’d kill you after saving you?” She pushed heat through his body.

“I think that if you knew you wouldn’t die, you would.” He replied, silently begging his body not to respond to her touch.

“I feel you fighting me, Priest. I’m not going to do anything to you. Relax. I’m also not going to kill you. I don’t know how many times I have to say that.” She stroked her fingers down his spine. “Trust me, if I wanted you dead, you would be dead.”

“That’s just it, though. You did want me dead. I just got this mark instead.” Luke returned her touch, stroking her back. He wasn’t looking for a fight with the demon, he just didn’t want to give in to his baser instincts and fuck her.

“There is truth in your words, but things have changed.” She stated.

“Why?” he asked.

“If I sent you to the demon realm, yes, there’s a chance I can die. But there’s also a large chance that my family would take my death out on you. So, not only would you be tortured by my family, but you would also be tortured by your lust for me, and since I would be dead, you would get no reprieve.” She shrugged against his body. “I’d rather skip all that and take care of you here.”

She sent a shimmer of magic through his body. He moaned in response. Why did it have to feel so good? She still didn’t move, though. She didn’t advance on him. He appreciated that, but now his body wanted her. He wasn’t going to stop it. He lifted her off him.

“Why do you care about a human’s feelings so much?” he asked as he dipped his face to hers. She inched away from him with a smile.

“You read too much, Father. I do have feelings. I do care about people. Why is it so hard to believe that you could be one of them?” Lily brought her hands up to his face. “Just accept it.”

He brought his lips to hers. The contact lit a fire in his body. How could something this unholy feel so good? Lily met his kisses eagerly. Her hands tightened on his face as he lowered her to the floor. Her legs spread to accommodate him. He suddenly felt that her clothes were offensive. He wanted to tear them off her body with his teeth. But being the gentleman that he was, he just lifted the dress over her head. He stared down at her perfect body, dumbstruck. Was this really his? Lily raised her eyebrow as she watched him.

“Have you never even appreciated the female form?” she asked, curious. He was raking his gaze over her body, obviously not quite sure what to do without her influence. He shook his head in response. “Interesting.”

“But even if I had, you’re not exactly human, are you?” His hands were tracing the direction of his gaze down her body. Lily laughed.

“Maybe not, but this body definitely is. Explore it, Priest. I’m not going to influence you this time.” Lily propped herself up on her elbows and locked eyes with him. There was amusement glinting in the chocolate brown of her eyes, and heat rushed up Luke’s neck into his face. He stopped his exploration at her hips, and he gripped them tightly in his hands. “Go on, don’t be shy. It’s yours.”

“I…” He stammered, “I’m not sure what to do, demon.”

Lily smiled at him. Of course. Her influence had made him bold before, but she was leaving him barren now. She shrugged at him. He needed to figure out his way around her body at some point or another, why not now?

“Follow your instincts. Learn my body, do with it as you please,” she stated simply. “Touch it, caress it, taste it, do these things without me in your mind. Don’t be afraid of the passion that’s in you, Priest.”

The red on his cheeks deepened. “Taste you?”

Lily quirked her eyebrows once more. “Has no one ever spoke to you about pleasing a woman? Even before you decided to be a priest?”

He shook his head, “I was groomed to be a priest, I didn’t decide to do it. I was taught nothing of carnal pleasures.”

“Had you ever known the pleasures of your own body?” She already knew the answer to this question, but she asked it anyway.

He scowled at her, “Not until you came around.”

“You’re telling me you never even touched your body, not for sexual pleasure, but just to explore it?” Lily reached down and took one of his hands in hers, leaving the weight of her upper body on one arm. She stroked the back of his hand slowly.

“Right. What are you getting at, demon?” There was annoyance in his tone.

“I’m saying, you’re going to learn and explore tonight, my Virgin Priest. Because even though you’ve known my body, you don’t know my body.” Lily gripped his hand, trying to release his hold on her hip. “Trust me, let yourself explore. Don’t be ashamed.”

“Can’t you just, you know, give me a little of your…. seduction?” he asked.

“No.” She left it at that. “Learn my body because you want to, not because I’m making you want to.”

Luke grunted in frustration. Why was she doing this to him now? He moved his hand out from under hers. He met her eyes and gave her a look of indignation. Did he actually want this? There was no hint of the demon magic in the air, so he knew any feelings he had were well and truly his. Lily withdrew her hand and readjusted herself.

“I’ve got eternity, Priest. Something tells me you don’t have that long, I’d hurry if I were you.” She let a spark of her magic out then. Not enough to influence him, but enough to encourage him. She watched as the lust flared in his eyes. Slowly, he bent forward and kissed her right above her pubic bone. She shuttered with pleasure. He raised his head back up and locked eyes with her again.

“What did you mean by taste you?” He asked once more.

“Take me in your mouth as I took you in mine,” she replied. Her priest was the same shade of red as her lipstick now. “Priest, you are lying with a demon, you don’t have to be embarrassed.”

She reached her hand down and locked her fingers through his hair. Gently, she pressed his head down towards her body. He didn’t fight her. Confusion flashed in his eyes briefly before he composed himself. He wouldn’t embarrass himself in front of the demon. He was already embarrassed enough at his lack of sexual knowledge. He dropped his gaze back to her body and locked it between her legs. Was this really what a man did to a woman? With a deep sigh, he lowered his head to her. He let her guide him to her body’s entrance, and he did as she suggested.

“There you go, Priest,” she sighed as he flicked his tongue nervously around her cunt. Lily pressed his face against her body, trying to guide his movements. He grunted his satisfaction against her, the sensation made her call out in pleasure. She dropped her hand from his head to his neck and kept him cradled against her. He looked at her with uncertainty. She stroked the nape of his neck gently, trying to urge him on. “Keep going, don’t stop now.”

He took her encouragement and continued. His movements got more and more confident, and she bucked against his face with pleasure. He was getting lost in her now, the taste of her on his tongue was driving him wild. His cock was jerking, begging to be acknowledged. He didn’t want to give in to its demands, but her body was calling to his. He lifted his face from her and started his trek up her body. She looked down at him with heavily lidded eyes.

“Done so soon?” She asked, lazily. He grunted in response, taking her breasts into his hands, kneading them slowly. He pressed his lips to hers before she could talk anymore. Filthy demon, always trying to taunt him. He was in no mood for words. He moaned as her hand wrapped around his length. “I want you inside me.”

She slowly guided his length to her entrance, the look in her eyes begging him to complete the task. He was taking sick pleasure in how much this demon seemed to want him. He hesitated for a moment before plunging into her. The feeling of her tight warmth almost sent him immediately over the edge. His breath caught and a strangled moan tore from his lips. Lily thrust her hips up to welcome him inside her, grunting her pleasure as he thrust into her.

“Show me how much you want me, Priest.” she moaned into his ear as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders, pulling his body to hers.

“Shut up, demon.” he murmured as he took her mouth in his. She could taste herself on his tongue. She laughed against his mouth and pulled back.

“A bit bossy for a human, aren’t we?” Lily wanted nothing more than to ride him, but the priest was happy where he was at. She could see how close he was, how close her body was bringing him to his climax. “Fuck me, Father.” she whispered in his ear.

Luke groaned as he pushed into her. His movements were becoming choppy, his breath ragged. Lily gripped him closer, grinding her pelvis into his as she tried to give him release. In a fit of pleasure, Luke wrenched himself from her grasp and threw his head back as the pleasure radiated through his body. His pleasure hit Lily in waves, and she fed off it, amplifying what he was feeling with her own pleasure. Her priest looked down at her with wild eyes before he collapsed on top of her, clearly not caring that his weight was crushing her. She welcomed it, encasing him in her arms, pulling him close to her. He nuzzled his head in the crook of her neck and grunted in satisfaction. Lily stroked his back gently, pausing where she could feel the imprint of the mark on his back.

There was something strangely familiar about the mark under her fingers. She hadn’t really looked at it, she knew from a glance that it was a demon mark, but as far as the intricacies of it? She had just assumed that the mark she tried to give him manifested differently. Something about this mark allowed him to stay here with her, though. Abruptly, Luke rolled off her, cutting her exploration of the mark short.