Beside The Demon (Closed)

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Chloe Doe
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--------328 Years Ago------

It was February 1629 and Salem Massachusetts the place "Witch"was born. Every witch that they found they tortured and ended up killing one way or another. The regular people, humans however you want to call them prefer to watch them burn. But they threw stones at them or tried to drown them. It took men two months to figure out how to kill a witch properly, to make sure the witch doesn't come back and possess somebody because if you are possessed you are screwed. There was a time where everybody was terrified all ages of people were dying from something as simple as the common cold but this was 328 years ago and there was no help except for healers and being a healer marked you for death one way or another. People that were healers no matter how kind and how selfless they were one way or another? they would be labeled a witch and they would end up burning at the stake.

All people saw healers as witches it did not matter if you were young or old, but most women who where labeled a witch were young, anywhere from late teens to early twenties. However there was one hanging that turned people off to doing it, unfortunately it took two hundred years but the last witch to be burned? was Chloe's great great grandmother. Her name was Ellie Doe and she actually exposed a blood witch, because to her using your own blood to gain more power? that is truly demonic and its something no witch was supposed to do, unless you were the bride of the devil. Ellie ended up catching her because they were actually old enemies, she knew that if she exposed the woman she to would be exposed but to her, a sacrifice of one life? was much better then the hundreds she would end up hurting. When they were both on pikes getting ready to say their last words, the one women who got the name Black Mary for what she was doing, cursed the town and said that every woman that lived there would never have children that lived outside of the womb.

But Ellie? there was a reason she was the last witch that was burned at the stake because she countered the curse and said everyone would stay healthy, that their children's children would be alive and well. And she prayed that one day they would see not all witches were bad, and that she hoped one day they maybe welcome and not feared so much. And the witches in the Doe family were respected to some extent but unfortunately there were still witches out there that would do harm, but their was a vow that every Doe made. That if times were tough they would never use blood magic, just the magics they were born with.

And so begins Chloe Doe's journey...


----------Present - June 20th 2020--------

Salem Massachusetts was a very nice place to be if you knew the right people and had the right job, her family were all witches as far as Chloe knew. And some people knew about it but would never rat her out, because she was a simple kind of witch. Her main power was healing she could heal everything and could bring the dead back in certain cases. But with every spell she used no matter if it was good or bad, it took a piece out of her, a piece of her life was used in trade to help those meant to be dead. It was something she didn't do a lot of because it was just to much on her, it hurt her and ended up ending with her coughing up blood. No one in the area she lived knew who she was or what she was, and its how she wanted it honestly. She did some potion work to help women wanting to have children, or a potion to change violent personalities, she did what the police could not do or if the person was really lacking something to be happy.

But while she did the side potion job she was a singer and song writer, she had music in a few different popular main stream movies. She had the unusual beauty and ability to be anything she wanted or did anything she wanted. She could even be a model because of her beautiful eyes. She had one green eye and one blue eye, which came to her being a witch. She was from a very strong family line of pure blooded witches, pure blood witches were always much more powerful then others. Not as powerful as a blood witch but still she would be formidable to anyone who dare come for her. What no one knew however is there was a reason why Chloe was doing what she was doing. When she was young about the age of ten a demon/witch hunter got on their trail and in the end after hiding for several years the hunter ended up killing her mother. He let her live because her magic was still dormant, it actually saved her life.

Otherwise she would have been killed along side her mother, she was hidden because she was drinking a potion her mother made her drink every day. But drinking it every day for six years the potion started to not work. Her power grew within her so much that the only way she could stay cloaked was to do only potions and no witchcraft. She did it when necessary because one type of person she would help every time? are children or a child's parent if that parent was all they had. She was a huge softy and wished she could be stronger then she is, but she is the kind of person who can see the good in everyone, no matter how much light the person has inside themselves. Because even in the darkest soul has a white light to follow into death. A lot happened within those 300 years and yet the town never seemed to show any changes what so ever, but there was a reason for everything, no matter the situation.

Chloe lived by a very handsome looking guy and she couldn't help stare at him when he wasn't looking. His long hair was beautiful and when she saw him with no shirt on once? she thought she would have a heart attack seeing such a handsome looking guy. She never noticed anyone come over, not even parents and always wanted to know why that was. They had struck up a friendship but not a very close one, though she wanted to make it a close friendship. She wasn't looking for romance but a very close friend? everyone could use one of those. In times like these the world seemed to be going insane, and knowing this and seeing this? It was hard, but she could actually feel it as well. It took Chloe a good year to find out what his name was, and she had to admit his name was really nice sounding to her, Drake Cross a name you don't see much of if at all. He was nice not the most friendly of people but she did like talking to him.

He has no clue she is a witch and she has no idea he was a demon, but what he did know? was she was a song writer and singer, though she just sang to make music she didn't get paid for being a singer because she rather make music instead of singing it. On this day it was a day like any other, she had been composing music and asked Drake if he would be willing to hear it so he could give her his opinions since in all honesty she appreciated them. No matter how much of an ass he made himself out to be. When the day arrived he was due to come over she began to practice. She was never great performing in front of people, and this was the first time she was doing this with him. Her shield is up when he is around, she had been hurt in the past and it was hard to trust anyone ever since her mother died. Since it was her father who shot and killed her mother then turned the gun on himself.

When it came to music she was able to escape reality even for a short time it is wonderful, it was always amazing how she could do this for hours and not even realize it, and she was about to do it again. She had been fooling around with a melody which she had finished, she just wanted to put lyrics to it. She was a musical savant and could make music no matter where she was, she was always thinking and creating. She got up and went to her piano that had all her music tracks on it and she pushed play and was stretching for a few seconds to get ready as she was moving to the beat of the music. She had on a black mini skirt and a pair of a pair of boots with a thick heel it was army style. And she had a black tank top on as it was nice and warm outside. But right behind her was the living room and in the living room? the front door. She had no idea that he was behind her and would be through the whole song.

Madness - Her Song

When she was repeating the chorus part she had such control of her breathing, and what was special about that? She had never gone to any kind of music class. It was why she was called a savant. As she sang with it since it was recording her, she made up lyrics right on the spot. It was a song she planned on dedicating to him since he was a person who had a lot of dark in him but had an equal amount of light within him. But as the music ended she turned around and gasped when he startled her now realizing he was behind her. But for how long? She didn't know and did not want to know but the question would escape her lips regardless. "Drake how long have you been standing there?" She asked very embarrassed and her face? Bright red.
 
Drake awoke from his dark dreams. Sometimes his dreams were violent or cruel, sometimes the dreams were filled with heat and naked flesh, like the ones that plagued him now. Always though, in everyone of his dreams ,he was the bad guy.

The figure standing in the shadows waiting to hurt others. Dominating his prey and revelling in the power. tasting another’s flesh. Hurting, corrupting, plundering - NO.

His chest rose and fell in quick and heavy breaths even as the dark memories faded. The other guy, the one who waited in the back of his mind, the voice that whispered dark thoughts into his ear, was becoming harder to ignore.

It was growing stronger. The first few year after Mary damned him, things had been ok. He could keep a lid on it.

He’d moved to a new house and cut all his ties. Found a quiet job. Kept to himself. Paid his taxes. Spent his evenings numbing his mind with baseball. But lately it had been growing louder and he didn’t know why.

His only vice, principal he only pleasure he allowed himself was music.

Music seemed to soothe the other guy. Keep him quiet and docile. So when his cute neighbour, Chloe invited him over, he’d agreed.

Drake had always been fascinated by Chloe. She was one of those women who didn’t seem to realise how stunning she really was.

Strangely, she seemed to go unnoticed by other guys and whenever Drake saw her she was always alone - like him.

He’d thought about asking her out, but thought better of it. Especially with the other guy becoming stronger.

- She wants to fuck you.

No. She just wanted his opinion and support. Just wanted to have someone hear her rehearse. That was ok. He could be a good listener. A good neighbour. A friend.

- You can’t hide your lust from me boy. The things you want to do to her. To have her do to you. I can help you.
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Drake shook his head, and decided to mow the lawn. It didn’t need mowing, but he needed to move and work. Push his body and use the labour to cleanse his thoughts.

He’d stripped off his shirt exposing the muscles in his back and chest and worked. Grunting, pushing and pulling the machine over both the front and back surfaces of the garden.

When he finished he checked the time. Had Chloe asked him to come by at 3pm or 2pm. If it was 2pm he was running late.

It would be worth sticking his head in the door to check, and let her know he was running late.

Forgetting what he was wearing, he strode to Chloes house and rapped on the open door. The only answer was the sound of a piano playing and the most beautiful voice Drake had ever heard.

Enchanted Drake found one foot following the other until he was behind her. He listened to each word and with every note he could feel a fire burning deep inside him. She was pulling him in. Her voice enthralling him and numbing his mind.

It was the sexiest thing he’d ever heard in his life.

Then Chloe stopped. She turned suddenly, becoming aware of his presence.

Her wide eyes met his.

She was intoxicating. He could smell her from across the room. Taste her scent beneath the delicate perfume she wore.

He wanted to close the space between them and cover her mouth with his. Plunder her breasts with his hand and tear at her clothes until..

"Drake how long have you been standing there?"

Her voice snapped him back to reality, but if anything the fire inside him was burning hotter moving to his loins.

“I... I have to go.”

He turned and walked out the door.
 
She saw the way he looked like he was in a very long memory that she could tell kept him steady, the way he looked at her. Tilting her head to the side and didn't know what exactly was going on in his mind but the one time she kept her power in check something happened and the door slammed shut "Shit..." She said under her breath. The look on his face she shrugged her shoulders and her hand was placed on his bare back and before she realized anything her ability kicked her in the stomach as she winched and closed her eyes, she felt sick to her stomach, she saw flashes of things. She had no idea what she was seeing, she didn't know if it was visions, memories she didn't know. But it was for another day and in this moment she slowly got up and gained composure again and cleared her throat.

"Drake!" She moved around him so she could look at him "All this time you keep throwing all this out at me, I like you Drake and this constant back and forth we have been doing for a long time now, you keep giving me mixed signals" She hung her head and sighed sadly. "I have a thing for you Drake I have a VERY long time" Shaking her head "I dream about it for god sakes"
 
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The door to Chloe’s house slammed shut with a resounding finality.

Drake froze and stared at the closed door. His stomach churned and when Chloe touched his naked back with the palm of her hand, it was like a jolt of electricity surging through every cell of his body. Drakes breath caught in his chest.
He was burning up. His entire body felt as though it were on fire. The searing sensation across his skin sent a shiver down his spine.
I like this he realised. I want more.
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"Drake!" She moved around him so she could look at him "All this time you keep throwing all this out at me, I like you Drake and this constant back and forth we have been doing for a long time now, you keep giving me mixed signals" She hung her head and sighed sadly. "I have a thing for you Drake I have a VERY long time" Shaking her head "I dream about it for god sakes"

He stepped forward pinning her between his body and the door. He feel of her soft curves against his chest, and his face hovered above hers. His lips poised inches away from hers s that he could heel her breath on his face. Once more the scent of her filled him, making him drunk.

“Do you know what you are doing to me? How hard it is to control myself.” One of his legs forced itself between hers. His hands moved to her shoulders trailing their way down her arm until they were locked around her wrists.

He closed his eyes and lowered his lips to her mouth and kissed her. The kiss was hungry and hard. He devoured her lips sucking at her face like a horny teenager.

- At last!

Drake raised Cloe’s hands up above her head, pinning them to the wall. The heat from the kiss fed his own fire until when their lips parted grey demonic eyes stared down into her face.

Drake smiled cruelly and the shutters on all the windows slammed shut. The back and front door locked themselves and the light above their heads exploded in a shower of sparks.

“Now we won’t be interrupted.”
 
She enjoyed what he was doing to her she was young perhaps and he was older not that she knew how much older, but she had a thing for bad boys its how it always was. But the only thing she cared about was him. A bunch of different things started to go into her head, memories of knowing him off and on for years since he watched her grow up. It was then she saw his eyes and knew all to well what this could turn into. He was very strong and she couldn't do to much he had to upper hand because her mind was going all over, she had never fought with a demon before course she was very rusty on witchcraft because she had been hidden for several years. Her heart was beating so fast and it was kinda hard to concentrate. She struggled to try and get free, his grey eyes held her.

"Demon......who are you" She growled at him....

She didn't understand what the hell was going to happen but right now she didn't want to tip her hand showing the demon what she was, closing her eyes she was getting her anger under control and she thought about a bunch of different things going on all at once and this parasite was on him and began to wonder what was going on. For now she stayed hidden and tilted her head to the side, sighing she was frustrated about things.
 
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Drakes lips party into a cruel grin.

“Don’t you recognise me? I know you’ve stared at this body often enough.” He leaned in closer until his hot breath pressed against the nape of her neck. “I can feel it, you know. The desire that he awakens in you. The pleasure that you yearn for.” Drake waved his hand slowly over her body and tapped into his demonic powers.

Chloes would feel the sensation of nearly a dozen invisible hands running all over her body. Each hand caressing her breasts, trailing fingers along her back or across her belly, rubbing up and down along her thighs, pinching and twisting her nipples until they stood hard and erect through her bra and tank top.

Drake laughed as she reacted to his spell and stepped away from her. With arrogant confidence he removed the shirt that he’d tucked in the back of his belt and had been hanging from his pants. He threw the cloth onto the carpeted floor and stretched, his muscles rippling and he transformed into his true demon form.

It was good to finally be out. Finally, to be in control.

All the while the hands continued their work to bring pleasure to every inch of Chloe’s body. Drake took a seat on her chair as if he were a king and with a wave of his hand the sensation about Chloe’s body stopped. Drake man-spread back into the chair. His cock bulging beneath his jeans. His demonic tail swayed back and forth hypnotically, like a serpent.

She couldn’t escape. He had the house locked up.

“Catch your breath, my love. We are going to awaken and fulfill all of your darkest desires before this night is through. Oh, the things you are going to beg me to do to you.”
 
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She could not believe what was going on what was happening right in front of her eyes an invisible force she felt she bit her lip cutting herself to bleed to stifle a moan. The way he looked at her made her even more pissed off. He was a monster saying she would beg him for more. "your mistake you will the one who will beg ME to free you from the human your attached to." The way he looked at her it was a bunch of feelings in one shot. Shaking her head she growled because he was making her think about things. Her heart was beating in her ears so loud that she was stumbling when he let her feel free.

She didn't get everything that was going on. Seeing him turn she didn't know what to do or say. When she looked into his eyes she knew all to well what was going to happen. She was released in hopes that she would let him free. She shook her head and was saying something right under her breath. She knew she would get out of this she just had to be smart for once and to find the strength to do something about this. She grew sad because of what this could mean for them. She broke eye contact finally and went into her room to grab a few things. She looked through a book of shadows.

She walked out to him and had a small black bag and put it on a table. "This is how this will work, you want to be with me fine but I love Drake and will not allow him to be used in anyway" she put things in a glass saying something in Latin. She took a knife cutting the tip of her finger and put two drops of blood. She was chanting something and the glass glowed white and turned the drink into what looked like water and she offered it to him. She wanted to see what he would do her heart beating into her chest. Her eyes glowed showing the witch she truly was.

"This will help Drake I am curious what could happen but when I look into your eyes and see Drake yelling and I love him. Show me not all demons are horrible. You will feel what he feels it will be a jeykl and Hyde" sighing softly she looked him in the eyes. "I hope you will do it because if you don't I will have to do it by force..." She crossed her arms just waiting.
 
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Drake leaned forward as he realised what Chloe was.

A witch? Oh, this was too good to be true. This was going to make her corruption all the more delicious.

"I hope you will do it because if you don't I will have to do it by force..."

Drake laughed mockingly, and launched himself from his seat. He grabbed Chloe by her long hair and held her head back so that she was looking up into his grey eyes.

“Force me? That is not how things work in our world of magic. I am thousands of years old and not bound to a demon circle. Do you really want to match your power to mine?” He pulled at her hair painfully and raised one long demonic finger nail that was sharper than a scalpel. He placed it at her cleavage and as he spoke he sliced through her tank top and bra. His greedy eyes watched the fabric tear and her soft perfect breasts spring out with clear delight.

“I could force you, too. I could rape you, but it would leave you damaged. Just as your magic will damage the soul of the one you love if you take it by force. Is that really what you want, my love?”

With Chloe’s tank top in tatters Drake shredded her leather skirt in a series of deft movements and left behind only slight scratches against her stomach and hips.
“All magic comes at a price. True power is about choice… and consequence. It is about quid pro quo.”

Casually the demon shoved her forward letting go of her hair and watching as the beautiful young witch stumbled across the carpeted floor dressed only in her long boots.
The Demon tore his own jeans off until he too was naked and then returned to his seat. His grey eyes lustfully studied Chloes body, drinking her in. The swell of her breasts, the patch of hair between her legs, her flawless white skin.

The demon’s cock saluted her beauty and he smiled. He ran his finger tip along the edge of the glass she’d offered him teasingly. His eyes studied her.

“Maybe your potion will work, maybe it wont. Maybe I’m stronger than you, maybe not. But if you want me to drink this then you will have to pay my price. Give me what I want and I’ll do what you want, But, and this is the fun bit, you will have to guess what it is I want. You will have to guess how far you go? You will need to decide how much you are willing to pay, to have the one you love back.”

The last line was said with a heavy mocking voice.
“But be warned,” he continued. “every time you give me something you sacrifice a little of yourself to me. The more you touch me, the more you will want to be touched by me. Offer too much and ordinary men will no longer be able to satisfy you. Only me. Quid pro quo - choice and consequence”
He stretched back with a wide grin, legs spread wide and erect cock swaying hypnotically above his belly and waited to see what Chloe would do.
 
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With all the manhandling he was doing to her was pissing her off even more her eyes showed the anger and him being a demon being able to feel her power was hand-in-hand. It was so hard to think. She saw his body and heard what he had said she wasn't stupid she knew damn well what a demon wanted. But the thing was she look like a witch that played by the rules and she was far from someone that did that she knew that there was something that could hunt both of them. A hunter who was very human that would probably end up hunting both of them.

She had heard of a spell a long time ago it was something to make a demon tell her what he wanted. Unfortunately she did not know if it would work on him she could feel his power but his form was different nothing she'd ever seen before. Sure she knew something about demons. He knew how to make her life a living hell but she also knew that he was right she could use her power against him and it would shatter the very core that was Drake. Slowly standing up turning the tatters of her clothing into a rug and when she waved her hand at the fireplace.

She could feel the heat and heard the crackling of the fire and hope to God that Drake the human in him wasn't screaming at her angry at her. "Demons always want a soul to take, break and use whenever you feel the need. But I love Drake I wanted him to be my first not you. And trust me what I said what happened will happen if you drink the damn thing and here I thought you knew something about necromancy." she saw the look on his face and couldn't tell if he was really shocked or he just acted shocked. She walked over to him and knelt before him. It looked like she was about to service him.

But she had other plans she managed to cut her hand something a blood witch knew how to do without saying anything or doing anything. She grabbed his cock what's the hand cut open and grab it. She locked her eyes on him it was something that would hurt the demon but not Drake not the human he hijacked. She chanted something in a dead language and it was not Latin. She saw flashes in her head looking at the man tilting your head to the side she finally decided to speaking English. "I love Drake and I would die for Drake but what I don't have time for our your stupid fucking games. I demand to know what you want.!"
 
The demon howled with agony as the cursed blood magic surged through his erection. The pain was worse than anything.

“I demand to know what you want!” She screamed at the demon.

Fruiting his sharpened teeth the demon pulled back control just a little and Brough Drake back to the surface. Not so far that he could take control but enough that the witch could see his face and he could feel the demons agony. Drake, the human Drake, did scream from the pain. The demon made sure that he could feel every sharp needle of her blood magic and that she knew that he was feeling it.

But then the demons plan backfired. “Head job,” Drake cried. “That’s the Pr-“

- No you dont.

Buried him into the quiet place.

The demon returned to its true form. Agony returned.
The deal was off. The moment she released him he would cancel the deal and feast on this witches flesh. But first he needed to say the words. The deal was still on until he said the words.
 
It did not take her long to realize what he has done to give Drake consciousness but she heard what he said I knew exactly what to do. "Forgive me Drake" he said loud enough for both sides to hear. to here she could tell by the look he gave her that he was in there. She knew all to well what to do next. She knew she would have the strength to do this a few seconds. "I accept the price and you are the first born from Lilith." She forced him back using her power just long enough to suck the head of his cock and she couldn't contain him so she let him go before he broke free. By the time she let him go she had every inch covered and was blowing him like their lives depended on it.
 
The demon moaned with frustration and pleasure as Chloes soft red lips covered his erect member. He was bound to the contract now. The sharp release from the pain only to be replaced by the pleasure that Chloes lips and tongue sent trilling up and down the length of him. The demon wrapped his hand through her hair and pushed her face down onto him until the length of him was inside her throat. When he released her he thrust his hips in time with the motion of her head.

All the while he could feel his demonic energy snaking into her soul. Only a little, but enough that with each movement of her head, each suckle from her lips, every caress from her tongue would increase her own pleasure, binding her to the contract.
 
While she was doing everything she could in order to strike a deal with the son of a bitch because she knew that this was going to be a very long fight and she had a feeling that once Drake was in control he would hate her. But no matter if he loved her or hated her she was doing this regardless of the repercussions she would have a lot to explain. he was taking his pleasure out on her throat and knew exactly what was happening it seemed like a simple act but she could feel what he was doing to her draining her and not in a good sense. But Drake made this possible so she wouldn't piss the chance away she was just glad she didn't need to have sex that was for Drake.

If he loved her....but time well tell as she made sure to bind the contract and to get him back.
 
The demon rolled his head back and enjoyed the heat from Chloe's mouth around his cock. He reached with one hand and took the glass of clear liquid, but didn't yet taste it.

The affects of his taint upon the girls soul had taken hold, but were disappointingly limited. He'd hoped that she might fumble around, but her gambit had minimized his corruption. As it were, the memory of her working his demon penis would forever be burned into her brain. Perhaps some nights she might awaken with the taste of his dick in her mouth and a craving to take another penis in her mouth then and there. She would remember this moment to her dying day, but there the corruption ended.

Still the night was young, and there was no telling whether her potion would overcome his own hold over Drake. He sighed as Chloe bobbed her head up and down his long shaft. Her long brown hair pooled around his lap. His pleasure was building. Her eyes were on his as he raised the glass to his grey lips and drank.
 
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When he drank it she stopped some what being a bitch for that, but she was doing doing it on purpose she crawled up his body and her eyes seemed primal. Stroking his cheek she knew what she was doing "You will feel everything he does now, but I will not have sex with a demon with Drake in the back seat with no control over his desires I will not rape him." She straddled him, sitting on top of him making sure his dick was flat against his body in a way it wouldn't hurt. Placing her hands on his chest and closed her eyes speaking in Latin.

"Great goddess of day & night
Protect Drake with all your might
Through the storm they will weather
And we will all rebuild together"

The ground shook for a few seconds and her eyes seemed brighter but as she locked eyes with his her heart calling out to him. Her hand on his cheek she bent down to his ear "Come back to me Drake....please" her eyes looked like they were back to their natural color and look. Sitting back up straight she got on her knees her body right over his, inches from the intimacy she hoped Drake wanted it because she did.

"Drake you no long are fully under his total control, I will answer any question you want. But right now there is so much I want us to share together, but only if you want it. I am not about to throw myself on you for I am no heartless creature" She stroked his cheek.
 
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Drake sucked in a deep gasping breath as though he had been downing only moments before. The body under Chloe seemed to diminish and become more human, but Drakes eyes remained a dull grey.
His hands groped at her thighs as he transformed, squeezing tightly until he left bruises behind.
He was free again, but he could feel the demon within him fighting to be regain control. No longer a malicious voice in his ear, but a burning emotion in his chest and loins. A madness, a fury, a lust- but now instead of fearing these emotions he found himself wanting to embrace them. To sit in the fire of passion both positive and negative and unleash it.
He was no longer Drake, afraid to feel, determined to hide away from life. Committed to always be in control. He was no longer the demon who delighted in weaponising the very emotions that Drake repressed.
He was something new. He was passion and lust and fury. He embraced the madness of love and with that his hands were all over Chloe.
His mouth covering hers and was suddenly everywhere. His tongue danced with hers. his lips were kissing, sucking, biting at her neck and shoulder. He pulled her on top of him as his hands caressed her breasts, her back her buttocks and the length of his erection pressed against her crotch.
 
She felt the need in his lips and her mind started to cloud over wanting the same things, like they were one in this matter as their tongue's danced what would be forbidden in the eyes of other wiccan's but didn't matter to her as she moaned feeling him clawing at her like a beast. But she could see Drake in the drivers seat and its all that mattered. It was very good timing because only a breath or two and as he thrust up her fingers around his cock and with the good timing he aimed and was deep inside her, she gasped a little since it hurt like hell, but something deep inside her didn't care all she knew was she wanted him, moving her hips into him. "Drake!"
 
Drake penetrated her with a grunt of satisfaction. She started riding him, rolling her hips back and forth and bouncing lightly on his long thick shaft.
Her plump tits jiggled pleasantly in time with each stroke of her pussy. His hands found her hips as she milked his cock sending a slow, warm wave of pleasure from his crotch into the rest of his body.
“Drake...” she moaned, voice filled with desire.
“Yess,” he hissed. “You like this?” He slapped her butt cheek lightly.
He felt a slight surge of anger that she had refused his dick when he’d been a demon. She needed to be punished for that. He would show her how good riding him could feel.
He slapped her arse again, harder this time, and waited for an answer.
Once she does, he looped each arm around to her back pulling her down onto him. Then Drake leans forward and without losing contact pushes them both onto the ground, with Chloe on her back and Drake between her legs.
Roughly he pulled her hips up until he had her buttocks suspended above the carpet. Then he placed each of her legs along the length of his chest.
The end result had Chloe lying with the small of her back against the ground, ankles resting on each of his shoulder and arse suspended into air with the assistance of each of his hands on her hips for leverage.
The position gave Drake, who was kneeling, maximum penetration. The demon’s strength and stamina filled his body as he began to pound his manhood into her womanhood. He wanted her moans and pleasure cries to be heard up and down the street as he jackhammered her.
 
Chloe was enjoying herself in so many ways while riding him, everything felt incredible. In the back of her mind she was kicking her own ass. She didn't know what would happen since he was bareback with no idea what could happen. Then again she pushed the thought away she didn't want to think of anything negative, this was "THEIR" moment together. Her insides started to clamp down on him while her body was preparing for an orgasm. Her heart was beating so quickly and her thoughts flashed before her own eyes. When she looked back down at him, seeing his grey eyes wondering what it was like to be him. She smiled as their eyes locked for a few minutes. Her hands pressing on his chest as a bead of sweat fell down the side of her face.
 
Covered in sweat with teeth clenched, Drake thrust harder throwing his fuck into her with increased force and urgency. Waves of pleasure washed over him and he could feel that his eruption was eminent. Harder, faster, faster, harder- his rod swelled and thickened inside ofChloe before filling her with his seed.
 
She didn't know what was going to happen once this moment between them was over, but the way he made her feel? It was powerful. Her body gripped him hard and when she felt his seed move into her body she accepted it and what ever the consequences. She collapsed on top of him, her heart beating so fast it hurt her a little. She got up on her elbows looking into his eyes and didn't know what to say to him. "I'm sorry Drake ..." She sat up looking down at him his dick still inside her as every drop was accepted into her body. She was about ready to say something but felt something warm fall down her nose. She placed a finger on it seeing blood.

The price was being paid and she started to cough and it was blood. She got off him but what she did took a lot out of her and she collapsed onto the ground. Coughing up blood for a moment it looked like she was drowning. She saw the look on his face. Closing her eyes she could hear questions rattling inside him without even a word spoken.

"Binding your demon is considered necromancy also known as blood magic but the price? You are worth it...." It was easy for him to see she was holding back one important detail.
 
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