The Devil Inside Me (4 page)

Evidently the demon had full control of that tail, as he slid it across her tongue toward the back of her throat. He began to fuck her mouth with it, pushing it far inside, and Caitlyn responded by sucking it. It was warm, too, and smaller and easier to work with than the cock she’d just had in there. He kept pushing until she felt it
moving deep into her throat
, yet her gag reflex was again inexplicably absent. He slowly eased it back out of her and Caitlyn resumed concentrating on the orgasm she now desperately wanted.

As she fucked the demon’s cock, she felt something touching her ass. It was his tail again, now slickened with her saliva, and he pushed it against her anus. When it entered her, Caitlyn sucked in a breath. The sensation was indescribable as he thrust his hot tail in and out of her ass, harder and harder. Before she knew it she was in the throes of another earth-shattering orgasm. She screamed out, holding the demon’s arms and bucking against him as he violated both of her holes. When it finally subsided, she collapsed on his chest and he wrapped his arms around her tightly as his tail slowly slithered out of her body.

When she caught her breath, Caitlyn looked at the timer and saw it read “00:00.” She had no idea how long the hour had been up and didn’t care. The demon rolled her over onto her back and propped himself up on an elbow, looking at her as his finger traced warm circles around her breasts and her belly.

“You are free to leave now,” he rumbled. “I’ll drive you back to the hospital.”

Caitlyn was still in a post-orgasmic glow and was surprised that she didn’t want this to end just yet. She looked down at the demon’s still-hard dark red cock and a thought entered her head: She wanted to taste him, to feel his hot seed in her mouth.

“One more thing before I go,” she said, lowering her mouth onto him, opening it wide to take him in. She sucked the beast hungrily, eagerly, using both of her hands on the part of the shaft that she couldn’t get in her mouth. He soon began to move his hips, to fuck her mouth in time with her sucking. He quickly built toward an orgasm, and he put a hand behind her head to hold her in place, then pulled his cock out and grabbed it, pumping it furiously at her open mouth. It erupted, a rope of hot liquid hitting the back of her throat, then several more landing on her tongue as he continued to stroke himself. Caitlyn grabbed his cock and took control, jerking him off and milking every last drop. She realized she had more cum in her mouth then ever before. It was hot and tasted smoky, like his breath. She swallowed, then had to swallow a second time to get it all down.

Caitlyn looked up at the demon and felt cum slide down her chin as she smiled at him. “You are filthy,” he said, “and I
adore
filth.” He pulled her by the shoulders and planted his lips against hers, snaking his tongue into her mouth, entering her body one final time. When he finished, he said, “Now go get dressed and I’ll take you back. You’ve earned your sister’s recovery, and you’ll find it will be swift.”

Caitlyn lingered, running her hand along the length of his ever-hard cock. “Thank you,” she said, kissing him on the cheek as she got out of bed and ran to the bathroom. Once there, she washed her face, then slipped on her panties and jeans and her Cavs shirt. She felt the soreness in her pussy and the smoky taste still in her mouth and looked at herself in the mirror.

I fucked the devil
, Caitlyn thought, proudly.
I gave him everything he wanted and more. Holy shit, I fucked Satan’s brains out!

Caitlyn walked out of the bathroom expecting to see the red demon, with his black horns and his pointed tail, lying naked and spent on the bed’s dark red sheets. Instead she saw Chris Titan standing before her in his impeccably tailored suit and tie, his black hair falling in his eyes. When she saw his grin, she felt chills. For some reason, this human struck her as more evil, more
devilish
than the actual devil she had just fucked. The fine hairs on the back of her neck stood up.

“Ready to roll, princess?” he asked with a smirk. Caitlyn nodded, a sick feeling in her stomach.

In the Ferrari on the way back to the hospital, her mind was reeling. Had she actually
enjoyed
what had just taken place? Or was she hypnotized, under some sort of spell? Chris looked over and said, “Don’t worry, you won’t see me again. Unless you need my assistance, of course, in which case I’m always up for defiling an otherwise-good woman.”

His sneer was irritating, as was his tone. Caitlyn said, “I hope you enjoyed yourself. I didn’t do this for my sake, I did it for my sister.”

“But you were soooo good,” he replied, the words crawling off his tongue.

Caitlyn could see the hospital and wanted out of the car as soon as possible. She didn’t ever want to see this man, this beast, again.

“Unlike your sister, who just lied there,” Chris said.

Caitlyn’s blood went cold. “What?” she managed.

“Amber was pathetic. They’re no fun if they don’t respond,” he said. “You, on the other hand, were quite the enthusiastic, passionate fuck.”

Caitlyn stared, shocked and bewildered. She couldn’t grasp what Chris was saying.

“Oh, come now. Surely you didn’t think you survived that car crash without a little unholy intervention?” Chris continued as the Ferrari turned into the hospital entrance. “She actually cried, the little twat, especially when I fucked her tiny virgin ass.”

Caitlyn’s brain was buzzing loudly as the car pulled to the curb. A blind fury rose inside her and she tried to slap Chris with all her might, but he stopped her wrist in mid-air. With pure, unadulterated evil in her eyes, he hissed, “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” Caitlyn opened the door and jumped out, running toward the hospital entrance. She tripped and fell hard on the concrete, then scrambled inside in time to hear the Ferrari’s tires squeal as it pulled away.

People turned to look at the woman with the torn jeans and bloody knee as she ran through the lobby towards the restroom. Caitlyn locked the door and slid to the floor, gasping for air.

It was a while before Caitlyn regained some semblance of composure. She tried to wrap her brain around what the monster had said about Amber, eventually accepting the dreadful truth. Five years earlier, the doctors had termed Caitlyn’s recovery “unprecedented” and “a miracle” — now she knew why. How many women had Satan taken advantage of in this way?

She washed her face and removed the blood from her skinned knee, then left the restroom. In the lobby, she checked her phone and saw numerous missed calls and unread texts, all from her mother. Caitlyn headed for the intensive care unit and heard someone shout her name. The very sight of her mother caused tears to flow, and when her mom relayed the joyous news about the improbable change in Amber’s condition, Caitlyn cried even harder.

Amber was transferred back to a regular ICU room a few hours later, and Caitlyn and her mother were reassured they would be allowed to visit the next day.

Caitlyn’s sleep that night was fitful with images of both Chris Titan and the demon version of him that she had fucked. She was awake and drinking coffee long before dawn, and was already at the hospital when her mother arrived early in the morning.

Later that morning the doctor gave them permission for a short bedside visit with Amber. Caitlyn hugged her sister, but could barely look her in the eye. Their mother told Amber how worried they’d been, how close the doctors said she’d been to death. Amber listened intently, glancing occasionally at Caitlyn, who kept her head down.

“The doctors have no idea why you recovered so quickly,” the older woman said. “They said it was a miracle.”

Caitlyn looked up, and Amber was staring straight at her. The two sisters quietly searched each other’s expressions.

It was a while before their mother left the room to get coffee, giving the girls a chance to talk alone. As soon as she was gone, Caitlyn approached Amber’s bed, tears already streaming down her face.

“I had no choice,” Caitlyn whispered.

Amber looked at her sister mournfully. “I’m so sorry,” was all she could manage.

They hugged for a long time, neither wanting to let go. Caitlyn knew she and Amber would never talk about what happened. There was no point. What mattered most wasn’t the unimaginable sacrifice they had both made for each other, but that they were both alive.

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