Damned Straight to Heaven
He’d force me into the same coffin when we both retired to sleep, bare body pressing always up against my back, able to seize what he wanted the second he craved it…
I feel the bile stir in my throat, and Ashmedai cackles, kissing my cheek. “Oh, this never is going to get old, not with you. There’s so much delicious pain still twisting up inside here.” He clenches his fingers right over my heart. “Even without a soul, even after all these centuries…” He smiles, lifting up the corner of my robes in slow baring of my legs, and eventually my backside… “I promise to gift you new memories to light your dreams with that perfect mix of arousal… and terror.”
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