The Taking of Lilith
(Read Part the First, The Wanting of Lilith.)
“You cannot touch me! I’m under His protection!” She clutched the ornate cross she wore about her neck as a symbol of the protective order.
Watching her lying astonished on the ground of the old train yard, rubbing her jaw and wiping the blood from her mouth, was satisfying to his very core. He had fantasized of this moment, for so, so very long. He was tempted to just roll her over and fuck her right there, but it wasn’t yet time. There were things he needed to teach her first.
“Not any more, dear Lilith. I’ve been released from my promise. Your ass is mine now, as it were.”
Lucifer reached down and snatched her up by the hair of her head, laughing as she cried out to God. He yanked hard until he got her chin to chin, her head twisted painfully back and slightly to one side. She had to look down toward her lips to see his face.
“Told ya’. He’s not going to come… but I am.” This amused him greatly. “If you’re lucky, I might allow you to, as well.” She was fighting hard to control her fear and had masked it well with defiance, but she hadn’t been quite quick enough. He could taste it on her close breath and he hadn’t missed the abject terror that had flashed ever so quickly across her face and through her eyes.
“Yes Lilith, you’re afraid. And you have very good reason to be.” He whispered softly into her face, speaking slowly, deliberately, malice dripping from his voice like sacrificial blood. She winced deliciously as he knotted his hand ever tighter into the hair at the back of her head.
She opened her mouth to say something rebellious, but he cut her off by yanking her head backwards hard and to the left, giving himself plenty of swinging room for the right hand he laid savagely across her face leaving an angry crimson print.
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