
"I do; I do need you," she breathed, his touch sending shivers down her spine.
Weirdly, at this moment, what Eli wanted most from Mal was to kiss him all over. To explore his body the way a true lover might. She wanted him to be hers in that tender way that brought people close together. Eliana tried hard to push that all from mind. She was sure that was what had made her sick to begin with.
She reached up to trace his lower lip with the tip of her index finger before trying to sit up and kiss him with only a fraction of the intensity in his voice.
"I need your happiness." She'd kiss him here. "Your touch." Another kiss. "Your scent all over me." This kiss was deeper than the last two. When she pulled back, this time, it was only just. "I need you." Those words stung with truth Eli would have liked to hide.
Mal would quit teasing her breasts and hover his lips over hers, "That's more like it." He'd give her a deep kiss, his lips firmly pressing against hers, he'd adjust the dildo so it was rubbing the head directly against her clit, always need variation.
His tongue would attempt it's way into her mouth, sliding along hers and probing Eli's mouth making sure she thoroughly tasted him.He'd pull back from her slowly, looking her in the eyes, "You said you wanted to drink me up? Well, tell me, what'll wet your pallet?"
His tongue would attempt it's way into her mouth, sliding along hers and probing Eli's mouth making sure she thoroughly tasted him.He'd pull back from her slowly, looking her in the eyes, "You said you wanted to drink me up? Well, tell me, what'll wet your pallet?"

Eliana's legs spread for him, giving him more access. She wished he would pull the material away from her body and wondered if he might let her do so.
Against the kiss, she said, "Can I take off the teddy, sir?" Yes, she could play her part well enough, though she still had the strong desire to go against him, fuel his temper and his hostility, give him reason to punish her. "Please?"
She rotated her hips and reached down to the stomach of her lingerie, gripping the mesh with want shaken fingers.
He'd kiss her deeply, sharing his rough emotions and passion through the kiss. His tongue taking the gap in her lips and intertwining with Eli's. Her taste was one Mal often craved, it made his heart beat faster and his want for her grow. Kissing hear was wonderful for that reason and the fact that every time they kissed his stomach would flutter, his emotions could convey themselves in a way that could only be met without words.
He'd dispel the dildo and look across her body, running his jeans up the fabric of her teddy firmly he'd grab the two straps at the top of her shoulders. "No." Mal would say firmly, swiftly pulling the straps, breaking them.
"I'd rather tear it off you." He would grab the sides of the teddy, squeezing the hip fabric into his hands and raking his nails across her skin. Another yank from both hands would tear the fabric from the hips, leaving the crotch as the only part connecting the front and back.
He'd run his fingers over the fabric of her crotch, rubbing into sex hard. He'd slide his fingers into the leg hole of the teddy making sure to rub his knuckles across her entrance as he gripped the fabric in his hand.
And he wouldn't move, looking at her with cold eyes he'd say, "Tell me slut, why do you want this off?"
He'd dispel the dildo and look across her body, running his jeans up the fabric of her teddy firmly he'd grab the two straps at the top of her shoulders. "No." Mal would say firmly, swiftly pulling the straps, breaking them.
"I'd rather tear it off you." He would grab the sides of the teddy, squeezing the hip fabric into his hands and raking his nails across her skin. Another yank from both hands would tear the fabric from the hips, leaving the crotch as the only part connecting the front and back.
He'd run his fingers over the fabric of her crotch, rubbing into sex hard. He'd slide his fingers into the leg hole of the teddy making sure to rub his knuckles across her entrance as he gripped the fabric in his hand.
And he wouldn't move, looking at her with cold eyes he'd say, "Tell me slut, why do you want this off?"

Eliana nibbled her lower lip to keep a moan down. Her hands had taken to his body, slipping over his firm shoulders, down his muscled back, and around his hips to his belt, which she tugged once, twice, thrice.
"Because I want to please you," she said, giving his belt another little tug, prompting it to come undone. She was careful with it like it wrapped a precious gift, one from someone special enough that she didn't even want to tear the wrapping paper.
She moved against him, her chest to his, her lips trailing the line of his jaw and down his jugular. She retraced the trail upward until she had made way to his ear. She nipped the tender skin right under his earlobe and released the moan she'd held in earlier.
In his ear, with an erotic whisper, "I want to feel you fill me up. In the morning, I want you to be the only thing I'm thinking about, the only scent I know, and the only taste I'll ever desire. I want you to be the beginning and end. When you're done with me, I want you to be the sole thing that can get me off."
He'd smile a malicious smile, this is what he wanted, well she probably knew that but that wasn't the point. Her lips, both their feel against his skin and the words that crept from them, made shivers go through his body. Till the point he couldn't wait himself, he would pull the fabric hard, tearing the crotch and ripping off the front of Eli's teddy.
His member was practically throbbing to be let out and buried into her, but he was going to let her to be the one to do release it. Mal would toss the remains of her teddy off the bed,running his hands coursely along Eli's bare body. "My dear slave, my cock is going to be the only one you remember when I'm done."
His member was practically throbbing to be let out and buried into her, but he was going to let her to be the one to do release it. Mal would toss the remains of her teddy off the bed,running his hands coursely along Eli's bare body. "My dear slave, my cock is going to be the only one you remember when I'm done."

"I don't only want to remember your cock," she continued in her suggestive whisper. Eliana gave his neck one last bite before she slipped his belt free and sent it to the floor with her lingerie.
The demoness paused as her hands settled on the button of his jeans, straining the stitching as she eagerly awaited his permission to open the fabric and set him one step closer to freedom.
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He would give Eli as soft nod as she waited for permission. He'd start raking his nails along the back of her neck and down her spine enjoying the feeling of her soft flesh. He was really pleased with this, extremely in fact, but he wasn't going to share any of that, his face was stern, holding up the anger persona.

"Mal..."
The longer the teasing went on, the more aggressive Eliana's pursuits became. She'd give his shoulder a hard bite or buck her hips against his. She wiggled upward, so her face was right in front of his and, as a result, her sex was at his stomach. Malvoes could feel her arousal as it lubricated his stomach; Eli wasn't bashful about it in the least, she ground her hips to his abdomen, taking his face in her hands and giving him a forceful kiss.
Internally he was chuckling because of her frustration and the aggression she was displaying, it was hot and entertaining. As he participated in the rough kiss for a few moments, he'd reach up and grab the back of her collar, pulling her off of him.
"I can't really take it off with you on me like that." Mal would say with a wicked smile, slowly taking off his pants and tossing them. He wore plaid boxers underneath, his erecting very evident as it stood out from the loose fabric. He'd slip one hand onto his boxers, holding his cock so it wouldn't flop out as he slowly pulled them down.
His slab of meat was practically pulsating as his need to mount Eli grew. "What do you think my dear pet, how does it look to you?"
"I can't really take it off with you on me like that." Mal would say with a wicked smile, slowly taking off his pants and tossing them. He wore plaid boxers underneath, his erecting very evident as it stood out from the loose fabric. He'd slip one hand onto his boxers, holding his cock so it wouldn't flop out as he slowly pulled them down.
His slab of meat was practically pulsating as his need to mount Eli grew. "What do you think my dear pet, how does it look to you?"
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