15. Claudia
15
CLAUDIA
H is lips crash against mine, hungry and demanding. I melt into him, my body molding to his perfect form. The taste of blood lingers on our tongues, metallic and intoxicating. The room is dimly lit, the air thick with the scent of sweat, blood, and desire. The cold stone walls and flickering torchlight add an eerie yet intimate atmosphere to our embrace.
"Perfect," Saturus growls between kisses. "You're perfect for me."
My heart races. Yes, we are perfect together. This demon - this magnificent, terrifying creature - has utterly transformed my life in mere hours.
I pull back, gazing into his mismatched eyes. One red, one blue - both burning with desire. For me.
"You've given me so much," I whisper. Power thrums through my veins, dark and seductive. I flex my fingers, marveling at the strength coiled within. "I never knew I could feel this way."
His hand cups my cheek, thumb tracing my lower lip. "And I'll give you more, little one. So much more."
A shiver runs down my spine. Before today, I never imagined feeling like this - consumed by lust, drunk on power, reveling in violence. My old self would be horrified.
But that weak, powerless girl is gone. Saturus has awakened something primal within me. Something hungry.
I press closer, nipping at his jaw. "Show me everything," I purr. "Teach me your ways."
His answering grin is wicked. "Oh, I intend to."
Our lips meet again, and I lose myself in sensation. Yes, this is where I belong. At the side of a demon, wreaking glorious havoc. His kiss is hungry and demanding. His hands roam my body, igniting a fire that consumes every thought except the need for more.
"You're mine, Claudia," he growls, pinning me against the wall next to the captain's lifeless body. The contrast of his heat against the cold stone sends more shivers down my spine.
"Prove it," I challenge, my voice barely a whisper.
A wicked grin spreads across his face. "With pleasure."
He drops to his knees, his hands gripping my thighs as he lifts me effortlessly. His mouth finds the sensitive spot between my legs, his tongue teasing and exploring. I gasp, my fingers tangling in his hair, holding him closer. The sensation is overwhelming, a mix of pleasure and torment that drives me to the edge.
"Saturus," I pant, my body tensing as the climax rips through me. He doesn't stop, his mouth and tongue relentless, drawing out every last wave of pleasure.
Before I can catch my breath, he's on his feet, spinning me around to face the wall. His hands guide mine above my head, his body pressing against mine. I can feel his hardness, his desire, and it ignites my own.
"Tell me you want this, Claudia," he whispers, his breath hot against my ear.
"I want this," I say, my voice steady and sure. "I want you."
He enters me with a single, powerful thrust. I cry out, my body stretching to accommodate him. His hands grip my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh as he moves, each stroke sending waves of pleasure coursing through me.
"You feel incredible," he growls, his pace quickening. "Like you were made for me."
I smile, my body matching his rhythm. "Maybe I was."
He laughs, the sound dark and delicious. "Maybe you were."
We move to the bed, my body draped over the edge as he takes me from behind. His hands explore my body, his touch igniting fires wherever he goes. I can feel the pleasure building again, the tension coiling in my core.
"Saturus," I gasp, my body trembling. "I'm close."
He pulls out, spinning me around to face him. His eyes are wild, his breath coming in ragged gasps. "Not yet," he says, his voice hoarse. "Not until I say."
He lies down on the floor, pulling me on top of him. I straddle him, my body slick with sweat, my heart pounding in my chest. His hands guide my hips, his eyes never leaving mine as I take him in.
"Ride me, Claudia," he commands, his voice a low growl. "Take what you want."
I do, my body moving with a rhythm that feels as natural as breathing. The pleasure builds, the tension coiling tighter and tighter until I can't take it anymore.
"Saturus," I cry out, my body convulsing as the climax rips through me.
He groans, his body meeting mine thrust for thrust as he finds his own release. We collapse onto the floor, our bodies slick with sweat, our hearts pounding in unison.
"You're mine, Claudia," he says, his voice soft but firm. "And I'm yours."
I smile, my body curled against his. "Yes," I say, my voice barely a whisper. "Yes, I am."
In this moment, I feel an overwhelming sense of belonging. This demon, this magnificent creature, has claimed me as his own, and I have claimed him in return. Our connection is deep, primal, and all-consuming.
I want to shout it from the rooftops, let everyone know that we are a force to be reckoned with. And I fully intend to, after we deliver Narina from these depths of hell.
As for now, I'll have to settle with the captain, with the lifeless eyes, still crucified on the wall being the first to know.
As we lie there, our bodies entwined, I can't help but think about what comes next. Our mission to save Narina is far from over, and the path ahead is fraught with danger and uncertainty. But with Saturus by my side, I feel invincible. Together, we are a force to be reckoned with, a pair of demons wreaking havoc on those who dare to cross us.
And though I want to drift off to sleep in his arms, I know that this is just the beginning of our dark and twisted journey. The world will tremble before our combined might, and we will revel in the chaos we create.