Asmodeus Lust Novels & Stories

Asmodeus is the King of Demons and a Prince of Hell, a giant human over thirteen feet tall, with a hooked nose, pointy ears and teeth, fire coming from his mouth, dark skin and hair, red eyes, handsome features and small horns on his head, demon of revenge with 72 legions of Demons under his command. "I was not supposed to die now, I'm not supposed to be here", Alvaro whimpered. "You stink of wrath. What is it you so desire? Name it! Who do you want dead, give me a name and it'll be done", Asmodeous was stopped abruptly by Alvaro.

,he suddenly said. Maria's facial expression suddenly signalled confusion. "What do you mean",she asked him.Asmodeus wasn't going to lie or beat around the bush,"You have caught the interest of some very powerful people from where I come from". "Mr.Asmo,I don't mean to be rude but you came here for counseling right?",she asked. "Oh,where are my manners,let me introduce myself"."I am Asmodeus the prince of lust and currently the Devil himself",Asmo answered dropping the greatest bombshell on Maria without warning.

Asmodeus looks down at me, growling in the same possessive way that wolves growl at their mates. “My beautiful beloved,” he purrs. His eyes lock on mine and he lowers his head to my breast. I feel the sting of his fangs as he sinks them into my breast. The cry of pain that starts to leave me turns to a cry of pleasure as he begins sucking on my nipple. He’s placed his fangs on either side of my nipple, so he can drink my blood and pleasure me at the same time. “Asmodeus,” I cry. I feel his hand slide between us. I can feel how wet I am by how easily his fingers slide over my clit. I spread my legs for him and feel his growl against my breast as he slides a finger inside me.

“As in…. Like, from your fucking mouth?” This fucker really was a snake. “From the glands in my mouth, yes,” he looked amused at my horror. I was disgusted. I wasn’t sure if it was because that shit was injected into me, or because he was confirming what I already suspected. Who was this man? Really? “Who the hell are you?” I asked in a hushed, cold whisper. His lips curled up, that fond look returning to his eyes. “You had many a name for me once, but the name I was called above all was Asmodeus. Though, I haven’t been called by that name in centuries.”

I rolled my eyes and gave him a small wave. "Wow, she's got fantastic willpower," mister lust commented and I laughed sarcastically. "I'm just ticked off at anything to do with Lucifer because he's number one on my shit list," I responded bitterly and Mortas whistled. "You have hellfire burning within you and control it better than the demons I know that have carried it their entire lives," Asmodeus said sincerely and I nodded my thanks.

Asmodeus's presence seemed impatient, wanting to hurry our joining along and wanted it done now. After all her recent struggles against me, I am surprised when I crawl up along her body and then just before I reach her neck; she sits up and kisses me. Asmodeus, thinking that I had finally overpowered her enough to make her the submissive she is, deepens the kiss, wanting more. He then forces my weight onto her, making her lay back flat on the bed. Asmodeus doesn't seem to notice, but after a few moments, I feel a light burning on my chest. I ignore it for as long as I can, but the burning continues and increases.

Asmodeus said getting angry. Asmodeus changed his physique, the change was not the first time he had done it, he had done it against Gabriel and Michael in hell and against, Michael, Rafael and Rail on earth when he was angry to see Orthus killed by Rafael and Michael. Large wings similar to a bat, a long tail with a pointed back like an arrow. The ears are elongated, then the head is overgrown with two large horns and several small horns adorn its head. Sharp nails, and pointed teeth. He looks like a dragon.

Asmodeus said. Dark was grateful that he didn't get any of his father's looks. He knew who his father was. One look at his dear dead mother's eyes had revealed everything to him. Asmodeus was the 'god of lust' but he didn't come here to ask him for help, instead he came for a totally different thing. Calling him 'Son' has always angered him but he will pretend he didn't hear that. "Asmodeus, I met a female werewolf and her blood drives me crazy, what could be the cause?"

"After all, it's your fault for stealing His Highness Lucifer's seed." Lilith's pair of red eyeballs turned black, leaving a slight red dot shining in the center. Asmodeus' words managed to flick his ego until he almost lost control. "So will you allow me to play in your territory, Mr Asmodeus? Maybe there will be a bit of chaos going on." Lilith spoke sarcastically, emphasizing every word for Asmodeus to issue his mandate immediately, and he wouldn't have to stand there for long.

Time: 10 PM Dress code: Formal(Tuxedos only) On the bottom was another P.S. - Come alone, or she dies. The Obsidian Estate. I knew that name. Everyone in the underworld knew that name. It belonged to a man, a faceless crime lord called The collector. No one knew his real name. The government had been trying to catch him for years, but he was like smoke. Always one step ahead. "This is a trap," Levi said unnecessarily. “You and the collector have bad blood after that failed deal so why would you get an invite if it isn't a trap?”