The Devil's Desire

Lilith shows her new apprentice Samuel the correct ingredients for a summoning spell. She's done it numerous times, for knowledge and pleasure.

Samuel turns red as she explains that summoning a demon for sex, for a female witch, is perfect because they can't impregnate them.

She blushed, admitting she enjoyed the sex more than she should, but it gave her unheard-of energy. She explained that a protection spell must be used and that the demon's name must be requested.

Samuel was very interested and listened to her teachings, taking detailed notes. After the lesson, she told him good night and headed to her bedroom.

She had lots of gardening to do in the morning. They went their separate ways, Samuel hurrying to his room with a sordid grin on his face.

Later that night...

Hellfire glows from his light caramel skin, casting shadows against the bedroom's interior walls. Xazel continues his powerful thrusts in the ass of the screaming human male who carelessly summoned him. The poor fool didn't use salt to bind him, and Xazel had been in search of release when he was summoned.

"Stupid humans," he growled deeply and released his hot load into the male human's ass. The human was likely dead from the assault. Xazel sucked the souls out of humans during sex. He pulled out and watched as the man fell over dead.

He chuckled and got up to check out his surroundings.

He immediately sensed another life force in the home. His curiosity piqued by another raging hard on, he walked his large frame through the hall of the small home, his tail whipping around him. He sniffed the air; female, he grinned as he followed the scent. Xazel opened a door, the fragrance strong behind it. Lying on the bed was a young woman, no older than 25.

He smiled, his fangs glistening in the moonlight. She opened her eyes and started to scream a protection spell. Xazel quickly covered her mouth as she finished it. Shaking his head, he glanced down at the shocked black-haired, green-eyed beauty. He took his other hand and started ripping the nightgown from her body. He was pleased with her luscious curves. The woman was shaking her head as he positioned his large cock at her entrance. He grins then thrusts painfully into her. She screams as he continues assaulting her.

After thrusting into her several times, she started to get aroused, and he chuckled at the slickness coating her channel. He continued his viciousness, watching as she started moaning at his assault.

She reached up and grabbed at his horns as he plunged deeply into her. She actually lifted herself and pressed her lips against his. Xazel was stunned but let her attack his mouth with hers; she avoided his fangs, which intrigued him.

He lifted her, and she started riding his cock. Her hand gripped tightly into his shoulders, balancing herself. He pushed her down onto the bed and flipped her over.

He pushed into her from behind and started thrusting. He grasped a handful of her long black hair, pulled, and felt her walls tighten on his shaft as she orgasmed. Amazed, Xazel shoots his hot load into her. Surprised to hear her moan in ecstasy as her walls milk his organ of every drop of his seed.

"What is your name, human?" Xazel growls as he pulls his flaccid member out of her.

"No one has tamed my cock so well," he chuckles.

"I'm Lilith, I'm a witch," she mumbles. That surprised Xazel; witches with her power were rare, especially at her young age. No wonder his sex didn't kill her; she was powerful.

"What is your name, demon?" she asks, slowly sitting up.

"I won't use it against you; I give you my word," she smirks, her eyes glowing.

Demons did not give their names that easily; it gave too much control over them. Xazel shook his head. No matter how great the sex was, he wasn't telling her his name.

"I think not, witch. I'm going home; your roommate is dead," he winked and flashed back to his own section of hell.

Lilith ran from her room to Samuel's. She covered her mouth when she saw his shriveled, contorted body dead on his bed.

She looks at the pentagram on the floor and notes what he had written, trying to figure out what demon he summoned.

She runs her finger down the spell and sees the name Xazel has written.

She stops and thinks.

He summoned an incubus demon; was he gay? She shakes her head and calls the coven to remove Samuel's corpse from her home.