Conquest Of The Fallen: Dark Dominions

A blue haired girl scooted past with a Hellhound on leash and made faces at the seven foot Maulers.

"Aargh!" One of the demon guards made a face back. The girl shrieked excitedly and ran on. From the little horns just peeking through her blue twin braids, the [Mauler] guard recognized her as one of Lord Morningstar's newest offspring.

Inside the opulent chambers which the burly devils guarded, the Queen Dowager of Titans Landing; Her Eminence, Lilith sat on an executive white sofa facing the colossal starkness of her canopy bed. It was a huge four-poster with the curtains drawn so she got a premium view of the huge black [Incubus] that was savagely pounding her newest pet, Giselle.

As compared to the Incubus' swart skin and bronze, heaving muscles, the blonde fae was little.

At first glance, she seemed too small to take in the big black cock her partner was packing. But her tiny body did take it in; all of it. "You petite whore. I know you're enjoying it—see all the juices leaking out of you. You can't fool passion." Lilith's hot words from the sofa stroked like the velvet of the man's tongue sucking her nipples hard.

Giselle tried to put a lid on her moaning. She had giving up trying to feign disinterest when the black cock had first elicited a whimper out of her.

Who was she kidding?

The lover [Incubus] her Mistress—for that was what Lilith insisted she call her—had chosen for her was a prime cut hunk. His great dreads were packed up behind, the sides of his curly hair flattened in a fade. He had enchanting gold eyes that shone out more from his black skin. She could feel the melanin leaking off his slick body onto her. In his arms, she felt delicate—breakable.

It was no wonder [Incubi] were so rare. They were literally created with one purpose: fucking. And they knew a million different positions to give it good.

SMACK!

Giselle's hand grappled his forearm, raking the feel of corded muscles under her nails.

He held her down as Lilith watched in front, and with her long pale legs wrapped tight around his back, he thrusted forward, drilling in soft, knowing strokes. His gold eyes never strayed from hers for a second. "Oh, so. . .good."

Giselle's mouth was open in shivering pants, her lower back slightly lifted up the bed to take him into a deeper angle. She loved the sweat running down his abs—which couldn't be more defined at the moment. It was a beautiful thing to watch. The rising sun filled the open drapes and just hit their conjoined bodies perfectly.

"Ah! There we go, my pet. Let him draw out your passion, feel him stroke that G-spot. Let him love your little body, soak his essence. You should be more grateful; a vial of Incubus musk goes for an astonishing price these days, and there you have it...slathered over you like fucking soap."

Lilith's voice was like an encouragement. And the fact that such a powerful, superhot [Divine] goddess was watching stoked their performance more than either thought possible. Giselle found she liked being watched—at least by a gorgeous curvy brunette while being shagged by a beautiful, black demon.
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Lilith admired the meeting of their bodies.

Fair, and tawny. Milk, and chocolate. Beauty, and brawn.

"I chose the hottest one I could find. Just look at him: a wonder!" Lilith said seductively as the hunk gripped Giselle's cream hips. His abs reflexively bunched up, and Lilith knew he was close.

"Ah-ah! Bad boy!" She hissed at him. "Don't you dare come inside my pet. Gods know your species have sperm as fired up as your cock."

The Incubus pulled out with a grinding jaw. His fae partner was so tight and welcoming. "Ohh goddd," Giselle moaned the loss.

Lilith sat straighter on her sofa. She uncrossed her long, shapely legs and her charcoal heels glistened over the Florentine rug at her feet. Studded rubies dangled from her ears and diamonds glowed in the sensual dip of her cleavage. She said, as the hunk gripped his fat member and began to jerk;

"Come on her face, coat that fae prettiness with your seed. I want to see her tongue your big black cock. Fuck that pretty mouth."

Lilith's dominance spurred unseen levels of passion in the two of them. Giselle followed her orders, and went on her knees so the hot Incubus could jerk off on her face. The second he began to jizz out, Giselle opened her lips and sucked him in. His head fell back with a guttural groan from deep within him.

He bucked, and bucked.

Lilith was clapping.

She smiled at the tousled bed and the utterly beautiful partners that had presented her with a wonderful entertainment to start off the morning.

Knocks suddenly sounded on the door.

Lilith frowned. "Who the fuck is that?"

"Tis I, Your Eminence, f–forgive me. But I bring news from His Majesty. He requires your presence in his chambers—in your office as Supreme Adviser. There is a matter at hand. I am not cleared to divulge." It was the squeaky rat voice of Thebault's herald, his message rendered through the door.

"Off ye go, runt!" The [Mauler] guards pushed him on, and then shared gravelly laughs at the mortal.

Inside, Lilith sighed.

"What the fuck has Meph done again?" She rose and smiled over at the cuddling form of Giselle and the giant Incubus. Her pet looked like a child in his arms. It was a bit weird. But Lilith liked weird. "It's been one hell of a morning. I'm grateful.

Spoon my pet until she falls asleep. I'll be back before she wakes," said Lilith, walking over and smoothing the damp blonde curls over Giselle's flushed cheeks. Her command was to the giant Incubus.

She ran her hand down his forearm, over his slicked black skin to Giselle's naked hip, picking a trail of sweat. She lifted the finger to her lips and licked it off. Then she turned and walked out.

She headed straight for the King's chamber.

[TO BE CONTINUED]