The Demon from Down Under Cometh…

“And that’s it for today, my beautiful goddesses.”

Eidie held up her hands, forming a heart shape with them. She stared at her reflection in the monitor, the bright ring light illuminating her face. “As always, if you’ve found this video helpful, please hit the like button and subscribe for more wicked wiccan wonders. See you all soon and goddess be with you.”

Eidie clicked the red ‘stop’ button on her laptop and sagged forward with a heavy sigh. She stretched her back and picked the prickly crown, formed by dried brambles from her hair.

“Fucking thing,”

she hissed, carefully untangling her long, auburn locks. “I’m going to have to find something more comfortable to wear.”

She pushed away from her desk, her wheeled chair rolling off across the laminate. She reached down and unhooked the green screen that hid her messy apartment from the view of the camera. She had been running this semi–successful YouTube channel for several years, building her following from the ground up. She had over one hundred thousand subscribers now – fellow wannabe wiccans. In truth, she knew very little of the religion outside what she had googled and read about in books, but it seemed something about her aesthetic hit the right note with her fans and what had started as a bit of a joke had quickly transformed into a full–blown business. She was making enough through her Patreon account that she no longer had to work. Sometimes Eidie felt guilty that she was profiteering off something she didn’t truly believe in, but the healthy pay cheque that landed in her bank account every month made it easier and easier to forget.

Eidie returned to her desk, opening a notebook and crossing through her script from the session. She spent a few moments running through the rest of her plans – tomorrow was Halloween and her diary was packed. She still had to post an advertisement for this new episode up on Instagram and do a live on TikTok, never mind getting to work on writing the next episode and then editing this one before it went live… She sighed. Not tonight. Filming always took it out of her. No, tonight she was going to heat up some leftovers and read a little more of the filthy romance book she was obsessed with, before grabbing a shower and heading to bed.

Eidie got to her feet, shrugging out of her witch costume, shedding layers of hessian and forest green satin to reveal a baby pink hoodie and pastel tie–dye leggings. She caught sight of her reflection in her monitor and smirked – the dramatic gothic make–up she donned for her shows looked decidedly out of place upon her face now she was back in her everyday clothes. She leaned over and shut her laptop down, turning her ring light off and packing away the rest of her recording equipment.

A chime rang out from the doorway and Eidie frowned. Padding barefoot to the door, she tugged her iPhone from her pocket. It was eleven–thirty at night, who could this be? She tiptoed to peek out at the corridor through her peephole. A delivery man stood at the door, tapping something into the electronic palm device in his hand. Beside him was a tall, slender cardboard box. Eidie opened the door, keeping the chain fastened. She poked her head into the gap.

“Hello?”

“Hello, love.”

The man greeted her with a polite smile. “Parcel for you.”

Eidie hesitated, but when the man gave her an expectant look, gesturing to the box, she unfastened the chain from her door and opened it. He handed the parcel over.

“Thanks,”

Eidie said, scanning her eyes curiously over the package. Sure enough, her name and address were emblazoned on the sticker attached to it. “Where has this come from? I don’t think I’ve ordered anything.”

“Couldn’t say,”

the delivery man replied, stepping back to take a photograph as proof of his delivery. “I courier all over.”

“At eleven at night?”

Eidie asked, cocking a brow.

The man smiled at her. “I make sure everyone gets what they deserve, no matter the time of day. Happy Halloween.”

Eidie frowned, but before she could ask any further questions, the man dipped his head and strode off, still tapping away on his palm device. She dragged the box into her apartment, locking the door behind herself. She eagerly scurried into the kitchen, snatching a pair of scissors from the drawer. Eidie made short work of opening the mysterious box, surprised when it fell open to reveal a rolled–up rug. Inside was an invoice, but when she unfolded it, most of the details were smudged beyond recognition. There was, however, a personalised message, typed into a text box.

‘To a wonderful wiccan – happy Halloween. Hopefully this gift will inspire one of your brilliant episodes. All the best, your number one fan.’

Eidie smiled. She often received fan mail, but she’d never had a gift, never mind one so large, arrive at her home address before. She slid the blade of the scissors through the plastic ties holding the rug together. It unfurled and she pushed it open across the floor, a small chuckle escaping her as the design was unveiled. It was a giant Ouija board. She had seen these on Pinterest and had thought they were amusing, but once she had seen the price tag, she had quickly put all thoughts of purchasing one from her mind. This would be perfect. She was sure she could come up with endless hours of content using this. Besides, it looked rather fetching amongst the other oddities and witchy props she had all around her apartment from her video show.

Eidie clapped her hands together, getting to her feet. The rug was still bent up on the edges and would need a little time to settle until it laid flat. Her stomach rumbled and she headed to the kitchen, throwing leftovers from the night before into the microwave and cracking open a cocktail in a can. Tonight was strawberry daiquiri. Eidie licked her lips, sipping the premixed cocktail whilst she waited for her dinner. When the microwave pinged, she carefully eased the dish out and headed to the living room. Smiling at her newest acquisition on the floor, already beginning to flatten out, Eidie tucked her feet up beneath her bottom as she sat upon her sofa.

She grabbed her book and spooned in mouthful after steaming mouthful, eyes riveted to the story in her hands. She was a huge fan of romance novels, the dirtier the better, but this one? It was entitled ‘Demon from Downunder’ and it was mostly porn – the monstrous main man was even in possession of two cocks. She shivered, nibbling her lip as she took in a rather detailed passage.

Before Eidie had realised it, her dinner was finished and her can was empty. Though she was loath to tear her eyes away from her book, she was in desperate need of a shower; still covered in glitter and stage makeup as she was. It was almost midnight, and it was now or never. With a heavy sigh, Eidie bookmarked her place and strode to the bedroom, stretching her arms above her head.

A sudden beep startled her and Eidie leapt to the side with a yelp, her shoulder colliding with the doorframe. She scowled at the Roomba in the corner of the room as it sprang to life, rolling off its dock and heading out into the living room of its own accord. She shook her head and stepped over it, walking into her bedroom.

She undressed quickly, heading into the adjoined bathroom. Under the heat of the shower spray, Eidie yawned. She had stayed up far too late finishing off that recording. She was looking forward to slipping into bed… Though perhaps she would bring that particularly spicy book with her when she did. She quickly got to work shampooing her auburn locks and washing her witchy costume art from her skin.

Soon enough, Eidie was stepping from the shower, wrapping a pink towel around herself. She squeezed the worst of the water from her curls into a microfibre towel, tousling them to encourage the natural wave in her hair. She headed back to her room, flopping down heavily onto the bed. Eidie stared at the ceiling for a long moment, her eyes already growing heavy. With a start, she remembered her book was still on the side table. Eidie wrestled with her own laziness for a moment before the desire to finish the captivating book grew too strong. She heaved herself up and wandered back towards the living room.

As soon as she stepped through the door, she knew something was off. The Roomba was still buzzing steadily around the living room, but it was now plunged into darkness. There was a strange chill in the air that made the hairs on the back of her neck stand up on end. She frowned; had she turned off the lights? She couldn’t remember doing that. A shiver ripped through her body, and she wrapped her arms around herself. Something about this room felt wrong, somehow insidious…

“Well, shit, he really gets up in her business, eh?”

A deep voice spoke from the far side of the room and Eidie gasped, scrambling backwards and pressing herself against the wall. The bedroom light was still on, but it began to flicker ominously. She planted her hand over her mouth, terror shooting through her.

“There’s no point hiding, darlin’,”

the voice drawled. Eidie heard the page of a book turn. Despite her fear, Eidie frowned. This intruder had an Australian accent. That was beyond bizarre, given she lived in a small village in the United Kingdom. It was so sleepy around here that even she had been the talk of the town when she’d first moved there, and she’d only come from London. She was certain gossip of such an exotic character being in town would have reached her.

When her bedroom light flickered once more, this time plunging the whole flat into darkness, Eidie screeched and dropped into a crouch, body shaking.

“Please, just take whatever you want!”

she yelled, hot tears streaming down her cheeks.

There was a low chuckle. “Now there’s an offer that’s hard to refuse. You probably shouldn’t be sayin’ things like that to one such as me.”

Eidie whimpered as she heard floorboards creaking beneath slow, steady footsteps. She was frozen in fear, curled up tightly in a ball between the doorway and her chest of drawers.

A dark shadow loomed over her. She could hear the intruder breathing; he was so close. The smell of him was strangely familiar, and yet also like nothing she’d ever experienced. It was as if he’d been stroking a bonfire all night, the acrid, cloying smell of fire and charcoal engulfing her as the stranger crept closer.

“Please, don’t hurt me,”

she whispered, jolting as the backs of disconcertingly warm fingers were brushed over her cheek.

“Hurt such a pretty face?”

The man clicked his tongue in disapproval. “That would be criminal.”

Eidie wasn’t sure how to take those kind words. They seemed genuine, but fear gripped her insides. What was this man here to do to her? Eidie cracked open an eye, shying away as she took in the two elaborate horns perched atop the stranger’s head. She couldn’t make out any details, but the faint light of the moon spearing through her blinds was just bright enough to see by. Not a man, as she had first assumed, but a creature.

“C–Cernunnous?!”

she gasped, the blood chilling in her veins. Cernunnous was one of three deities that wiccans drew power from. Hundreds of times she had spoken the god’s name in vain on her channel, but never in her lifetime had she ever expected he was a reality. Was he here to seek retribution? To make her pay for profiteering off the religion he was founded within?

The creature laughed loudly, throwing his head back. Eidie held her breath as he swiped a finger beneath his eye, wiping away a tear of mirth.

“Fuck me, not even close darlin’,”

he purred. “Cernunnos wishes he was me, fucking hippie bastard.”

Despite her terror, Eidie had to admit Cernunnos being likened to a hippie was highly amusing. He was a nature god, with the horns of a stag, who was often depicted in books as loitering in forests with the animals. Who was this strange creature in her flat?

“Wh–who are you, then?”

she stammered.

“We’ll get to that soon enough.”

He stood and Eidie craned her neck back. He was huge, standing at least seven feet tall, possibly more and built like an athlete. When he held out a hand to her, she almost took it, until she recoiled from the black talons perched at the ends of each finger.

“I’m not going anywhere with you,”

she hissed.

To her surprise, the creature shrugged. “Suit yourself. I was in the middle of an exceedingly interesting book when you rudely interrupted,”

he replied, his huge, hulking frame disappearing into Eidie’s living room once more. She stared after him for a moment, wide eyed and confused. When her lamp burst to life, casting a column of warm, rosy light into the darkness of her bedroom, morbid curiosity ate at her. On shaking hands and knees, she crawled to the open doorway and peeked into the lounge.

The stranger, despite his large stature, was barely visible, having made himself at home on her sofa. Eidie could just see the top of his head and those dark, monstrous horns from her position on the floor. With better light, she determined they were more like those of a ram, ridged and curved, sloping back away from his face before tapering to sharp points.

“Now, where was I,”

he muttered. When Eidie heard the pages of a book turning once more her eyes bulged. She craned her neck, a hot flush spreading across her cheeks as she noticed her dirty romance book was no longer on the side table where she’d left it. Without thinking, Eidie leapt to her feet, almost forgetting to hold her towel in place as she did.

“H–hey!”

she snapped. “What do you think you’re doing?! That’s my—”

Her voice caught in her throat when impossibly dark eyes locked with hers over the edge of the book. In an instant, her fear was vanquished, replaced with blistering lust. Eidie’s knees shook, and she stumbled, reaching out to steady herself against the wall before she fell.

This man, creature, whatever he was… She had never seen anyone so devastatingly handsome in all her life. The unnatural dark grey hue of his skin did little to distract from his powerful brow, elegant nose and wide jaw. Deliciously plump lips stretched into a sinful smile, revealing a set of long, sharp fangs.

“Try not to get so wet you make a mess, eh?”

he teased, dark eyes boring into her, reading her as easily as the book he held in his hands. “I’ll sate you soon enough. This…”

He nodded his head towards the romance novel. “This has piqued my interest.”

Eidie felt her face growing steadily hotter. She wanted to argue, to deny this monstrous stranger had had such an immediate effect on her… But damn it if he wasn’t right. Eidie pouted and subtly crossed one leg behind the other, squeezing her thighs together as she grew warm and wet between them.

“Who are you?”

she demanded.

The creature didn’t look up from the book, flicking over a page. “Asmodeus. You can call me Az.”

Eidie stared at the stranger with disbelief. “What kind of name is that? As–what–eous?”

“What kind of name is Eidie?”

he countered; gaze still fixed on the book.

“Who told you—”

Az let out an irritated sigh and frowned at her. “Alright, let’s clear a few things up, eh? I see you’re not going to let me enjoy myself until we do.”

Eidie spluttered with an incredulous laugh. “Excuse me for wanting an explanation after you, creature of nightmare, turned up—”

“You’re too kind,”

Az interrupted.

“—uninvited, in the middle of the night!”

Eidie continued, crossing her arms beneath her bosom. It was quite a feat to remain angry in the face of such a terrifying individual, never mind when one was only wrapped in a towel, but Eidie was determined.

“Well, aren’t you a feisty one,”

Az replied, eyes raking over her. Eidie did her best to ignore how her pulse quickened. “I can see how you managed to summon me here.”

“Summon you? Like a ghost or a—”

“Demon? Ding, ding, ding. We have a winner,”

he replied sarcastically.

Eidie stared at him. “I did no such thing.”

“Well, I suppose it is a bit of a stretch that you summoned me…”

Az trailed off. He lifted his muscular arms up, tucking them behind his head. Eidie noticed suddenly that he was shirtless, wearing nothing but a dark pair of harem–style pants. Her eyes were glued to his strong, wide chest and row after row of rippling abdominal muscles.

“Wh…what do you mean?”

She fought for words, trying not to dribble. “If I didn’t summon you here, then who did?”

Az shot her a grin that made Eidie’s stomach flip over and nodded his head towards the floor. She followed the direction of his gesture, spotting the Roomba scooting back and forth over the new Ouija board rug. Eidie burst out laughing.

“You have to be joking?”

She shook her head. “The Roomba?”

“It's Halloween, darlin'. The veil is thin tonight and it takes less effort than you'd think. Roomba, plus enchanted rug, plus you fixating on this startlingly accurate depiction of me…”

he trailed off and held up the book.

Of course, the romance book – ‘Demon from Downunder’! That certainly explained the Australian accent. Eidie was completely bewildered. Enchantments were real? Demons too? What did this mean? Where had Az come from? She had so many questions, yet her lust–addled mind could only focus on one thing.

“You’ve got two cocks?”

she asked plainly, flushing anew when Az started laughing.

“I’m glad you’ve got your priorities straight, darlin’. We’re going to get on like a house on fire, I can already tell.”

He smirked. As she held his eye contact, the humour faded from his expression and his gaze grew heated. “Why don’t you come a little closer and find out?”

“I shouldn’t,”

Eidie replied, voice barely above a whisper as she fought to remain in the doorway.

“Eidie, I’ve been summoned here for a reason. The embodiment of lust doesn’t get wheeled out for nothin’, y’know.”

“Lust?”

Even saying the word had her muscles trembling. “That explains a lot.”

“Curious?”

Az asked, voice low. Eidie didn’t have a chance to reply before he continued. “I know my way around a cunt. I wouldn’t be opposed to showing you a few of the tricks I’ve picked up in the millennia I’ve been doing this gig.”

Eidie gasped, shooting the demon an admonishing scowl as she desperately tried to ignore the throbbing between her legs.

“Or just stand over there with your pussy dripping down your legs.”

Az shrugged, picking up the book once more. “See if I’m bothered.”

Eidie remained frozen, torn between wondering if she’d fallen in the shower and hit her head and wanting to jump the sexy stranger lounging on her sofa. It occurred to her that she should be trying to escape, or at the very least banish him…

“The power of Christ compels you?”

she said, her voice meek and shaking.

“Oh, please. That shit only works in the movies.”

Az’s dark eyes rolled. He licked his thumb to turn a page and Eidie immediately noticed his tongue was forked – just like the demon in that book.

“How do I get rid of you, then?”

Az smirked as he caught her eye. “The easiest way would be to just give me what I want. What you desperately want too, by the smell of you.”

He turned his attention back to the book. “But I’m the patient sort, Eidie. I can wait.”

Eidie’s mind ran in circles. She had read so many books about spells, summoning, demonic possession – why couldn’t she remember anything of any use?! Her eyes scanned over her shelves, hunting for something, anything… When she spotted a bundle of sage, a wide smile immediately stretched across her face. She broke from her spot at the door, running to her bookshelf and snatching it up.

“Whoa, where’s the fire?”

Az said, sitting up.

Eidie scurried into the kitchen, her hands shaking as she tugged open a draw and located a pack of matches. Her fingers fumbled with the tiny wooden sticks, but before she had the chance to strike one, Eidie found herself flying across the room. A supernatural force pinned her to the wall, her feet dangling two feet from the floor. She gasped and cried out as Az stalked towards her.

“Eidie, Eidie, Eidie,”

he murmured, shaking his head. He grimaced, grasping the bundle of sage between his thumb and forefinger and heading to the bin. He pressed the pedal down and dropped the herbs into it.

“I fucking hate that stuff,”

he muttered, a shudder rippling through his tall frame. “Just as well I caught you before you had the chance to light it, or I would have had cause to really make you pay.”

Eidie trembled, a nervous whimper escaping her as Az slowly closed the distance between them. She tried to close her eyes, but a mysterious force held them open. She was vulnerable, unable to run, to hide… Her heart pounded in her chest. What was he going to do to her?

“Why don’t you just give me what I’m here for, darlin’? It really would be much easier for both of us. I don’t bite… Well, not unless you want me to.”

Az grinned at her and Eidie was helpless but to stare at the bright fangs. She didn’t much fancy having those anywhere near her.

“What do you want from me?”

she asked quietly, trying to ignore the throbbing between her legs the feral expression on the demon’s face elicited. She cried out as his large hands reached out and smoothed up the inside of her thighs, pushing her towel up.

“What don’t I want?”

he growled. “First things first, I’d like a taste of you.”

Eidie gasped as Az dropped down on one knee, his face between her legs. A strangled moan burst from her as a tongue, hotter than anything she could ever recall, slithered over her delicate flesh. The demon hummed his approval, forked tongue snaking over her sensitive folds eagerly.

Eidie held her breath, staring at the patterns in the ceiling. She shouldn’t be enjoying this. It was all manner of wrong. Az was a demon! He was the epitome of all things evil and depraved… But shit, he hadn’t been exaggerating when he’d told her he knew what he was doing. Her thighs shook against the hold his spell had on her, eager to spread themselves for more of Az’s attentions.

The demon pulled away briefly. Before Eidie could complain, he pressed a thumb to her mound, gently lifting the skin there, exposing the sensitive bundle of nerves. When he leaned in once more, hot tongue circling her, Eidie gasped. Pleasure like she’d never known rushed through her body. Az had barely begun licking at her, and yet she already felt a powerful climax building.

“I–I’m going to, y’know… If you keep doing that,”

she spluttered.

“Come?”

Az said, dark eyes looking up at her. He cast her a feral smile. “I know.”

When he continued torturing her, Eidie moaned. Her hands balled into fists as she fought against the desire to give in to the pleasure the demon was bringing to life within her. It was a battle she was losing, her self–control slipping away through her fingers.

“Oh, God!”

she cried out, her body teetering on the edge of climax. Suddenly, Az removed his mouth from her and got back to his feet. Eidie spluttered angrily, confused and frustrated.

“You had to go and ruin it by mentioning him, eh?”

he said, narrowing his eyes. “You’re going to regret that.”

“Fuck, no, I didn’t mean—”

Eidie yelped as she fell from the wall, dropping down onto the tiles with a thump. Her towel fell from her, fluttering down and covering her head. She ripped it away, just in time to see Az stalking back into the living room. Her eyes dropped to a long, whip–like tail, sprouting from his tailbone, a tuft of dark hair at the very tip. Eidie swallowed, before hurriedly scampering after him, clutching her towel to her chest to hide her nakedness.

“I’m… sorry?”

she said, hovering awkwardly at the foot of the sofa as Az threw himself down on it. It struck her how completely backwards it was that she was apologising to the demon who had entered her home uninvited, yet the words fell from her regardless.

Az huffed, evading her gaze. Had she hurt his feelings? Eidie supposed mentioning the big guy upstairs had been rather tactless of her. She fiddled with the edge of her towel. Her body thrummed with the arousal Az had expertly stoked within her and despite herself, she really wanted to explore more of what this sinful demon had in store for her.

“Can I make it up to you?”

As soon as the words were out of her mouth, Eidie knew she had been duped. Az cast her a smile that was utterly demonic and she shivered. Why did she get the impression she was going to regret offering?

“Come here.”

Az curled a talon–tipped finger at her and Eidie’s body moved against her will.

“Wh–?!”

she gasped, staring down at her traitorous legs as they closed the gap between her and the demon.

“Leave the towel.”

“N–no! I think I’d—”

Despite her protesting, Eidie dropped her towel immediately, stepping over the pile of material as she approached. The demon’s sharp gaze roved over her naked body, eyeing her keenly, and she felt a blush rise on her cheekbones.

“I do so love curvaceous, nubile flesh,”

he murmured, licking that sinful, forked tongue over a fang. “Come. A little closer.”

“P–please…”

Eidie whimpered, powerless to resist his instruction.

Az sat up, leaning back against the arm of the sofa. He spread his legs and patted the space between them. Eidie’s body eagerly clambered up to join him.

“Why don’t you show me how remorseful you are for that little faux pas just now?”

He smirked.

“But I don’t– Oh!”

Eidie’s body immediately responded. She watched, helpless, as she squirmed her naked body over Az’s bare chest, pressing her breasts against the heat of him. She leaned in, peppering soft, chaste kisses over his face, down over his jaw. Her hands stroked through his dark, surprisingly soft hair.

“That’s nice,”

he breathed, simply laying back and allowing Eidie to shower him with affection.

Before long, Eidie wasn’t sure if her body was still under Az’s control, or if she really was getting into this. She spread her thighs, straddling his hips and rocking subtly against him. She took Az’s face in her hands, delighting in the sparkle of interest she found in his eyes. Eidie drove her tongue into his mouth, moaning softly. Her stomach clenched with need when the demon mirrored it, grasping her firmly by her nape to prevent her from pulling away too soon.

They kissed deeply and feverishly for a long moment, only breaking when Az palmed her behind and Eidie gasped. She clutched him close, eyes closed and mouth hanging open as his hot lips trailed all over her, dipping down to suckle at her throat. Her entire being trembled, that powerful desire from the kitchen returning full force.

The demon pushed her away with a low growl and shook his head. “Fuck, no. I’m not supposed to be making this easy for you. You’re the one who offered to make it up to me.”

He cleared his throat and ran a palm down his face. “Get to work.”

He lifted his hips beneath her, a less than subtle hint as to what he wanted from her.

Despite her nervousness, Eidie eagerly wriggled backwards until she sat on her knees between the demon’s legs once more. She eyed the large bulge beneath the thin material of his pants, her mouth watering. Memories of the romance book assaulted her. If Az was, in fact, the same as the demon in that novel, she knew just what to do. Eidie curled her fingers beneath the waistband, tugging the material down.

A gasp escaped her as she unveiled exactly what she was both excited and terrified to see beneath. Just like in the book, Az was sporting not one, but two cocks – one on top of the other. One was significantly larger, but even the smaller of them was sizeable. Eidie pressed her lips together as she took the foreign appendages in.

“Scared?”

Az taunted her with a feral grin.

Eidie sucked in a breath and held his gaze with a smile of her own. “Not at all.”

She leaned in, tongue out, and trailed a long lick up the larger of the shafts, delighting as the firm flesh twitched beneath her touch. She pulled away, just long enough to spit a mouthful of saliva into her palm. Eidie hungrily sucked the larger cock between her lips, simultaneously smearing her slippery palm over the head of the second, smaller one. This is what the heroine in the book had done, and the demon had enjoyed it immensely. Eidie waited for Az’s response eagerly.

The demon groaned, his horned head falling back. Eidie looked up at his wide, masculine throat, shivering when his Adam’s apple bobbed. It seemed he and the fictional demon agreed with one another. Feeling empowered, she focussed her attention back on his flesh, sucking and stroking in tandem. The demon spread his legs a little wider for her and when Eidie sensed the heat of his gaze upon her, she was unable to resist meeting it. The intensity shook her, and she moaned around the mouthful of him.

“Okay, I think I’ve just figured out why I was summoned here,”

Az laughed breathlessly.

“Have I made amends yet?”

Eidie asked, quickly taking him back into her mouth.

“Not yet, darlin’, but we’re getting there.”

Az pushed the back of her head, a silent request for her to take his cock deeper. Eidie took a steadying breath in through her nose, before allowing the demon’s thick cock to slip further into her throat. She fought back the urge to gag and her eyes watered, a hot tear tracking down her nose. The momentary suffering was worth it, as she drew a ragged moan from the demon.

“Ah, fuck. That’s it, darlin’,”

he gasped. Eidie felt her body physically respond to his praise, a drip of arousal tracking down the inside of her thigh. She had never been so desperate for anything in her entire life, and she would do whatever was required of her to get it. She stroked her hand up and down the smaller cock more insistently. To her surprise, she felt it begin to swell in her palm and before long, it was no longer the smaller appendage. The cock in her mouth receded and Eidie sagged with relief, able to breathe freely once more. After a few more sucks, she pulled her mouth free.

“Well, they didn’t mention that in the book,”

she murmured, wiping her mouth on the back of her hand.

“Being able to switch them around at will comes in handy, believe me,”

Az replied. Eidie looked up at him, still casually stroking his cock, though now it barely fitted in her hand. The demon was looking decidedly flushed and sweaty, his chest shimmering in the dim light as it rose and fell with each shallow breath. Eidie felt a flurry of pride, having brought such an experienced entity to such a reaction.

“Alright, I think you’ve earnt my forgiveness,”

Az said, sitting up. He grasped Eidie’s wrists, tugging her forward. She released her hold upon him immediately, crawling on her knees until she was sat in the demon’s lap. Just the feeling of two cocks ghosting over her bare behind had her lightheaded and aching. Though he held her arms at her sides by her wrists, Eidie fell into Az and kissed him messily. He indulged her for a moment, and when that talented, torturous tongue lapped its way down her throat, Eidie sighed. She glanced back at his cocks over her shoulder and nibbled her lower lip. They had felt huge in her mouth and just the thought of them attempting to squeeze their way into other orifices sparked trepidation within her.

“Don’t worry your pretty little head about all that,”

Az answered her unspoken concerns. “By the time I’m done teasing you, you’ll be more than ready for me. Speaking of…”

The demon scooted himself down the sofa. When he released Eidie’s wrists, he shoved her forward by her behind. She wobbled, stumbling on her knees and her arms flew out to steady herself on the arm of the sofa. Az’s face was between her thighs once more and he reached up to grip her hips. Eidie wasn’t skinny by any means, but her body felt teeny in the demon’s large hands. Despite her eagerness to feel his tongue upon her once again, she found herself resisting his hold. A chuckle drew her attention, and she glanced down at the handsome demon. He was smirking back at her.

“Sit, don’t sit – makes no difference to me, darlin’,”

he said and opened his mouth. That forked tongue she had enjoyed so thoroughly when he’d pinned her in the kitchen slithered between his teeth, growing longer and longer until it was easily able to sweep over her wet, aching flesh. Eidie cried out, her thighs quivering. With a deep growl, Az forced her down until she was sat on his face, his tongue squirming and writhing between their bodies.

Eidie surrendered herself to the sensations that bombarded her. She closed her eyes and focussed on the blistering pleasure the demon was coaxing from every nerve ending. It felt as if he was able to pick up on her thoughts, every minute desire or fleeting want, even before she had truly realised them herself. In moments, she was rocking into him, chasing the climax she had thus far been denied. Az gripped her behind in each hand, so tightly she could feel the sharp tips of his claws digging into her flesh.

“I’m not sure how much longer I can hold out,”

she gasped, eyes watering from the intensity of her pleasure. Sweat beaded on her brow and her fingernails dug into the upholstered surface of the sofa until they ached.

“You’ll hold out however long I want you to, darlin’,”

Az replied, his voice muffled by her thighs. One of his hands shifted as he trailed his fingers down the cleft of her behind to tease her sodden entrance. To Eidie’s surprise, those sharp talons she had felt so keenly against her skin were absent, having receded so as not to scratch anything delicate. Az really was designed for this.

He dipped a finger inside her, and Eidie moaned as her body clenched around the intrusion greedily. Az pumped his digit in and out of her until a soft cry was escaping her with every pass. She wasn’t sure how she was still teetering on the razor’s edge of climax; her body was aching, screaming for release and yet her wanting simply grew and grew, never spilling.

Finger slick with her arousal, Az removed it. Before Eidie had a chance to complain, already mourning the loss of it within her, the demon was pressing firmly against the tight ring of muscle an inch or so north.

“What are you doing?”

Eidie shuddered.

Az pulled his mouth away just long enough to respond. “In case you hadn’t noticed, there’s two of me. I don’t intend for either to miss out, so you’ll be taking them both.”

“Absolutely not!”

Eidie spluttered. “I’ve never done it that way before.”

“No time like the present,”

the demon chuckled. “Now shut up and let me prepare you, or I might be persuaded to be cruel and put the biggest cock in here.”

He smacked his hand against her behind, the skin stinging in its wake. Eidie yelped and held her breath, waiting for the pain she was sure to accompany such an intrusion.

The pressure increased steadily as Az slipped his finger into her. With the demon’s tongue still assaulting her, Eidie was shocked to feel a flurry of fresh pleasure. Perhaps it was the demon’s innate abilities, or maybe she had just unlocked a new kink, but sooner than she’d thought possible, Eidie was gasping and moaning once more.

“Please, Az, I can’t take it any longer,”

she cried, her whole body shivering and jerking at every swirl of his tongue or thrust of his finger. “Please… please…”

The demon vanished from beneath her and Eidie yelled out as she fell forward, nearly face planting the arm of the sofa. Large, warm hands gripped her waist from behind, dragging her up onto hands and knees.

“Seeing as you asked so nicely,”

he purred. “I’d ask if you’re ready for this, but I can see that greedy little cunt of yours literally dripping for me.”

Eidie was too turned on to be embarrassed. She knew if anyone else had said something so crude to her, she would have been mortified, yet coming from Az it was strangely erotic. She didn’t respond, just spread her knees a little wider and lowered her chest to the sofa.

“Ah, there’s a good girl,”

the demon murmured softly at her back. When Eidie rolled her hips, trying to entice Az to give her what she really, really needed, she felt him shudder. Quick as a flash, that thin tail of his whipped forward, wrapping itself around one of her wrists. She allowed the demon to tug it behind her back. He snatched the other with his hand, bringing it up to join its partner. His tail unfurled itself briefly, before wrapping around both wrists tightly.

“You didn’t need to do that,”

Eidie panted. “I’m not going anywhere.”

“Oh, I know darlin’. I did it because I like it.”

Without another word, Eidie felt the wide head of Az’s cock nudge at her entrance. It occurred to her in that moment that the demon had been right – she really was too desperate to give much consideration to his impressive girth now. Az pushed forward in one, long thrust and Eidie’s wet, compliant flesh yielded to him immediately. She trembled as her body clenched and pulsed around his cock greedily. She felt the second, smaller cock resting on her behind, but the demon made no move to introduce it to her just yet. Once he was seated fully within her, Az paused, allowing Eidie a moment to acclimatise.

“Fuck, this little cunt of yours is tighter than I thought,”

he hissed, palming both of her cheeks and spreading them wide.

“Is that a problem?”

Eidie laughed. “Is the sex demon worried he’s going to blow his load too soon?”

She rocked back and forth on her knees, Az’s cock slipping in and out of her. She knew she was playing with fire, every sensible part of her screamed not to push the demon too far, and yet she couldn’t seem to stop herself.

Az gripped the cheeks of her bottom viciously, a low, growl reverberating through him. “My, you’re chatty all of a sudden,”

he hissed. “I think I preferred it when my cock was jammed down your throat.”

Eidie moaned as the demon treated her to a particularly rough thrust, her eyes rolling back in her skull.

“No worries, though,”

Az continued, flesh slapping against flesh. “I’ll teach you a valuable lesson about taunting my kind, you little bitch.”

That should have terrified her. Instead, Eidie muffled a lewd moan by burying her face in the sofa cushions. How had she not come yet? Her whole body ached for release, and yet the harder Az fucked her, the greater the pressure grew. Somehow, having his second cock rubbing back and forth between her cheeks just heightened everything, and before long Eidie found herself wondering how much longer it was going to be until the demon made good on his promise to her. As soon as the thought entered her head, a low chuckle rumbled at her back and Eidie cringed as Az slowed his thrusting. He was reading her mind, that she was certain of now.

“You want it, then?”

he asked her, voice coarse with desire.

“Yes. You know I do.”

“Ask me for it.”

“I will do no such thi—”

Eidie’s sentence was cut off by a moan as Az reached between her legs and began to circle her apex. It was so sensitive, so tortured, it was almost painful. Her legs shook.

“Go on,”

he teased, still stroking her. “You’re going to have to beg me before I give it to you.”

“You are the devil!”

Eidie screeched.

“Well, that’s certainly more of a compliment than slinging the G–word at me earlier,”

Az retorted. “But that’s not what I want from you.”

“Az, please…”

“Not until you ask me,”

he replied in a sing–song voice.

“Fuuuck!”

Eidie snarled. “Alright, enough. Please, give it to me, Az. I want both of your cocks – one in my ass, and one in my pussy. There! Is that what you wanted to hear?!”

There was a pause.

“I mean, you could have asked a little nicer, but—”

“Az!”

“Alright, alright. Your wish is my command. I must admit, I enjoyed that more than I thought I would.”

The demon chuckled.

Eidie gasped as the demon withdrew himself from within her completely. She whined, mourning the loss of his girth immediately. Az simply smoothed a hand over her behind.

“Patience, darlin’.”

She glanced back over her shoulder, just in time to see him lean in over her, the forked tongue she enjoyed so much snaking from between his lips. He wetted her hole with his saliva, allowing it to drip messily from his tongue. Eidie shuddered, suddenly wishing her hands were free so she could reach back between her legs and attempt to alleviate the aching.

Once Az was clearly satisfied with how lubricated she was, he got back up. He spat another glob of saliva into his palm, smearing it over his length before positioning it at the tight ring of muscle. The demon met her eye and cast her a smouldering grin that had Eidie’s insides melting.

“Deep breath, darlin’,”

he instructed, and she did as she was told, holding the breath she drew in as he pressed his cock against her. Just as before, no pain came, just eye rolling pleasure. When the larger cock slipped its way back inside her too, Eidie cried out. After a few thrusts, Az reached around her. When he stroked his fingers over her flesh, she knew it was finally over. It was too much. She had never been so desperate, so hungry, so… full.

“I’m coming!”

she gasped, her vision tunnelling as the ecstasy Az had built inside her finally toppled.

“Yeah, you fucking are,”

the demon growled. His thrusting grew steadily faster and deeper, Eidie’s flesh contracting and clenching around him throughout. The pleasure seemed to go on and on, never had she experienced such heights.

Eventually, Eidie found the fog lifting. Pleasure still speared through her with every thrust of Az’s cocks inside her, but at last she was able to gather her thoughts, even as she fought for breath. The demon’s tail relaxed its hold on her wrists and Eidie pushed herself up on a shaking arm, reaching back with the other. When her hand rested on top of Az’s at her hips, she felt the demon flinch.

“What are you doing?”

he asked breathlessly.

Eidie wrapped her fingers around his and squeezed. “Holding your hand.”

There was a long pause.

“Why?”

Eidie wasn’t sure how to answer that. She shrugged. “It’s… just a nice thing to do. I’d love to be able to kiss you, too, but our position doesn’t really lend itself to it.”

Az grumbled something under his breath. “Eidie, stop making this weird.”

She laughed. It seemed the sex demon was a complete stranger to intimacy, and that called to a deep–seated desire within her that she hadn’t even been aware of. She suddenly wanted to keep this demon, to tame him and claim him as hers. It was a ridiculous notion, but as Az’s hands gripped her hips tighter, she wondered if he was listening in. A smirk crept over her face, and she closed her eyes, weaving an elaborate fantasy within her mind.

It was sunrise, dawn just breaking on the horizon. The air was balmy, a gentle summer’s breeze drifting in and billowing a soft, satin curtain. She and Az lay in bed together, each completely naked and tangled up in one another. Eidie would wake him with kisses, soft and chaste at first, peppering his face like she knew he had enjoyed earlier that evening. Gradually, as Az came to his senses, the kisses would grow more passionate, until he was moved to grasp her face gently in his hands and delve his sinful, forked tongue into her mouth.

A breathy moan from her back broke Eidie’s concentration. Az’s thrusts had grown faster still, his grip so tight upon her hips it was sure to leave behind bruises. He was enjoying what she was imagining, Eidie realised with a start.

“You like that, baby?”

she asked, pleased when only a hoarse groan came in reply. Eidie closed her eyes once more, the scene she had begun building in her mind returning.

Now she and Az were top to tail. He had his face buried between her thighs, licking her into a frenzy, whilst she sucked his large cock into her mouth, bobbing and stroking both appendages just as she had done for him earlier. Eidie took him in as deeply as she was able, tears streaking her face as she moaned around him.

“Fuck,”

the demon gasped. “K–keep going. Show me more.”

Eidie complied and the fantasy shifted. Now, Az was on top of her, both cocks buried in her just as he currently was, except this time she was on her back. She wrapped her legs around him as he slipped in and out of her, their tongues entwined in a passionate kiss. Eidie imagined herself reaching a climax, just as intense as the one she’d been treated to that night. Az would watch her face as she came, cradling her when she trembled within his arms. As soon as Eidie returned to her senses, she writhed against him, digging her fingernails into his behind and she helped to drive the demon to his own end. With her tongue lapping the salty sweat from his throat, Az would follow her to climax, pumping her full of cum, whatever that looked like from a demon.

“Fuck, you’re about to find out!”

Az moaned, shoving both of his cocks deep within her. “Fuuuck!”

Eidie continued to push back against the demon, relishing in the sensation of his cocks pulsing and jerking within her as he came. She smirked to herself; it was beyond amusing that gentle, romantic sex worked just like the obscenest of pornography on the sex demon. She supposed it was something Az had probably never experienced, and after what he had told her was millennia of mindless erotic conquests, Eidie figured he was well overdue for something fresh.

With a shudder, Az collapsed down on top of her. Eidie yelped, a giggle slipping from her as he pinned her beneath his weight. His chest was wet with sweat and heaving as he fought to catch his breath. She allowed him to lay atop her for a long moment, enjoying his skin pressed against hers more than she would like to admit.

“Well, that was unexpected,”

Az eventually said, clearing his throat.

“You’re welcome?”

Eidie replied. “Now get off me, I can’t breathe.”

The demon heaved himself up, his strong arms shaking a little beneath his weight. He pulled his cocks free from her and Eidie sagged down, burying her face in the sofa cushions with a long groan.

“I don’t suppose I can interest you in a shower?”

she asked. “I’m feeling rather sticky.”

Her eyes widened. “Speaking of which, do I, uh, need to worry about what just happened? I’m not going to spawn the antichrist or anything like that now, am I?”

Az burst out laughing. “No, you’re good.”

His dark eyes roved over her, sparkling with curiosity. “You’re an odd human, y’know that?”

Eidie shrugged. “When a complete sexpot of a demon accidently gets summoned by the Roomba, might as well take him for a ride.”

She pushed herself upright. “It’s called making lemonade out of lemons.”

“That was some damn tasty lemonade,”

Az muttered.

“Agreed.”

They sat side by side in silence for a long moment before the demon cleared his throat and rubbed the back of his neck.

“Well, I should get going. Halloween is a busy time for one such as me. My work here is done, and you’ve paid the price of summoning me and then some.”

Eidie felt strangely saddened by the thought of Az leaving her, never to return. How had things ended this way? She’d gone from being utterly terrified of him to worried about missing him once he returned from whence he came. This had to be demon trickery…

Just then, Az leaned into her. He cupped her face, just as she had imagined in her fantasy, and kissed her. It was passionate and tender, a perfect imitation of what Eidie had created in her mind. She sighed, stroking her hands down his forearms. When he eventually pulled away, Az smiled at her, swiping his thumb over her bottom lip.

“It’s been real, darlin’.”

“Don’t be a stranger, hm?”

she whispered.

“You’re the one with the enchanted rug, remember?”

he laughed.

She looked away, eyeing the rug in question with suspicion. “Of course. I wonder where it came from. Do you—”

Eidie faltered, turning back and realising she was once again alone in her flat, sitting completely naked and cold on her sofa. She shook her head. Had all of that really just happened? She found it hard to believe, but the slimy mess that was steadily seeping between her thighs was a stark reminder that she in fact hadn’t imagined the handsome demon. Eidie sighed, traipsing off to the shower alone.

Months passed and before she knew it, Eidie’s brush with the paranormal was a distant memory. Though she kept herself busy, Az was never far from Eidie’s thoughts. She often found herself staring into space, her mind torturing her with glimmers of the pleasure they had shared together. Nothing she did ever came close to replicating it, no matter how desperately she chased it. It saddened her that her stupid, human brain was beginning to blur the details she fought to hold on to. How hot had his skin been against hers? Were his hands rough or smooth? Had his voice been as deep as she recalled?

Keen for distraction from the handsome demon, Eidie had thrown herself into her work. She was producing content at a startling rate, and her fans were loving the newfound enthusiasm. Leaving out the intimate details, she had used her encounter with Az as a hook for her channel and had grown her followers exponentially. She had even been approached by a television show that interviewed those who had experienced the unexplainable to do a short segment on what had happened to her in the early hours of that fateful Halloween night..

As usual, Eidie had finished up her workday by staying up too late editing her videos. She had settled down with a history book – no more demons with double appendages for her – and a steaming bowl of ramen upon her knees. Though she fought to keep her eyes fixed upon the pages, Eidie found her concentration slipping. As she had done a thousand times before, she stared at the mysterious rug, rolled up in the corner of the room, gathering dust. She hadn’t been able to bring herself to risk doing anything with it since.

Just looking upon it had Eidie’s neck growing hot. An all too familiar aching returned between her thighs. She nibbled her bottom lip – she couldn’t… could she?

Eidie closed her book, uncaring when she lost her page and hurriedly placed it and her meal down on her side table. She dashed to the rug and dragged it out into the middle of the room. She stood atop it, brushing the dust from her hands as she surveyed the dark markings of the Ouija board beneath her feet. She pressed her lips together.

“Alexa?”

she called. The speaker lit up at the corner of Eidie’s desk, awaiting her instruction. “Ask Roomba to vacuum the living room.”

The End.