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her rounded hips. With two fingers he captured her clit ring and tugged. She let out a moan. Then he slipped a finger inside her wet cunt. She gasped and wiggled her hips, which shook her breasts.
    Brashness was what kept him as one of her favorites, made his offerings a bit more interesting, but could also get him killed if he pushed too far. He knew she liked his aggressiveness when he took a dominant role, but only to a degree. The demoness would never surrender to anyone, even in the throes of passion, and woe to the Drone who tried to assert that role. Dante pressed his finger inside deeper and reached up with his other hand and pinched her nipple hard.
    She let out a yelp, then he surprised her. He slipped his finger from her cunt, hooked is arm around her waist and lifted her ass, then smacked her bottom. Her body jerked and she giggled. She actually giggled. God almighty, he couldn’t remember if he’d ever heard her giggle.
    Glancing up at him, she smiled. “From what I can sense, you have quite a healthy offering to give.”
    “Yes, mistress.” He smacked her ass again and rubbed the warmed skin. “And how do you wish to receive this mammoth offering?” He was pushing his luck with her with his teasing. “Should I flog you, take you in the ass, or provide some other torture first?”
    She glanced out the glass wall to the outside, where billowing, black clouds had blocked the sun and were threatening an oncoming storm. The wind howled around the temple and beat the plants and trees of her garden. She gave a long sigh. “Anartia is an inpatient mistress and I have many Drones to service me today. Another time, Dante. When we’re back in Prygos, we’ll have days and nights to torture and fuck each other. When you and Valdon are my mates.”
    “Yes, mistress.” Days and nights with her as her mate? As beautiful as she was, the idea seemed like a living hell. Dante groaned inwardly. The price of immortality, he supposed. He shifted position between her legs and pressed his cock between her slick folds. His hands cupped the large globes of her breasts and he squeezed.
    “Just fuck me, Dante. I have at least twenty Drones to screw after you. Do you think I have time for a playful romp?”
    This was the demoness he knew. What a fitting prison the ruler of Prygos had devised for his cheating wife. Positioning his hardened cock at the entrance of her slick pussy, Dante thrust his cock inside, drawing a groan from her. The arch of her back and the mewling sounds heightened his desire. He found himself grow rigid, his balls tighten. Grabbing her hips, he dug his fingers into her flesh and slammed his cock into her cunt in rhythmic thrusts. The demoness shrieked. Her fingers clenched the silk fabric of the bed sheets.
    “Yes,” Dante groaned. The friction built in his groin as he felt his climax mounting, but he held off as long as possible. She thrashed against her bindings and seeing the evil one somewhat helpless sent him over the edge.
    His muscles tensed as the orgasm convulsed through his body and the ground quaked beneath them. The energy transfer was successful. He held himself inside her as the pulses eased. The offering was substantial. That last collection more than made his quota. A glance outside confirmed his point. Sunlight streamed through clouds. He bet if he looked out over the cliffs the sea would be calmer and bluer too. Slipping from his mistress’s body, he rolled onto his back and looked up at Valdon.
    “Fuck, what are you doing here?” Dante asked.
    “A message from Tarik for the mistress and all the Drones. I waited until you were finished with your offering. You are finished aren’t you?” Valdon asked with an edge of sarcasm.
    “Are you going to untie me? Or do I have to call for a servant?” the demoness asked Dante, ignoring Valdon for the moment.
    Dante sat up and began untying the silk scarves, careful not to catch them in her jeweled ankle and wrist bracelets. “Sorry,