Arms freed, she didn't know what she could do with them as half of her was pretty much left hanging as he stood there eating her out. And he said he didn't want her juices all over him! She started to sit up, her abs working overtime as she didnt have much of anything to help move her into position. It felt like she was sitting on a monkey bar and the girl almost teetered backwards if she hadn't grabbed onto his head. With the way they were, she looked like she was sitting on his shoulders, while his devilish tongue was licking her insides. She had meant to use the leverage to push him off, but found herself holding on as she cried out in passion, starting to beg him for more.

He felt her slowly pulling her way up, probably to hit him on the head or something. Not like that ever worked, he had cast so many pain-prevention and quick-healing spells on himself that he might even seem impossible to actually kill. Getting him distracted or confused was much easier for the potential defiant prey to attempt. He steadied himself as she shifted her weight, his tendrils conforming to her movements. Two tendrils pulled her legs up onto his shoulders and let her legs go. They went back up to her breasts. His other tendrils kept a steady pressure on her back, if she fell the wrong way...well, it wouldn't be good for either of them. Her small hands got a grip on his head, he grinned slightly as she begged for more, like he knew he would have her doing eventually. He was just hoping that if she wouldn't pull on his horns or anything.

He started to thrust his tongue in and out, tongue fucking her, he responded to what she asked for, she knew what felt good, why disappoint? His hands went up, to hold her thighs firmly in place.

She held onto his head, her pert breasts pushed together to show off her excellent cleavage. She was placed onto Crush's actual shoulders and the demon held onto her slim thighs while tendrils supported her back in case of any accidents that could end up dragging the girl to the ground and the dmeon who had his face so firmly wedged between her legs. She begged for more as his tongue darted in and out of her sex, bringing her closer and closer towards another orgasm. His skin was hot where he touched her and it just got her turned on as it had before. The tendrils that had been hold her legs fondled her breasts as she sat there, helpless to the pleasure coursing through her body and the lust that was taking her over. She wiggled her hips a bit, trying to move closer, obviously wanting him to go deeper into her, though it probably wasn't possible...though it was by other means...

Crush was determined to make her cum up her, so while she was still dizzy, he could get her on the ground and take her without much whining. Deciding to take an easy way out, he pulled his head back just alittle and let his tongue travel back up to her clit, one of his tendrils unraveled from her stomach and slipped between the small amount of space that it had. Her wetness allowed for an easy entrance, and the tendril easily slipped itself inside, pumping in and out of her in rythm with the squeezing of her breasts. He bit her clit again, she had responded to that very well, last time. He could feel she was somewhat tight, but gave easily if he pushed just alittle. Like she was recovering from past experiences...

"Ah!!" came the small shriek of being penetrated. Her cunt, surprisingly, was still rather tight, despite all of the activity it had been through before, but with just a push is, whatever was inside her would be met with little resistance, besides her sugared walls clamping down hard. Her pussy possessed strong muscles and would try to keep whatever was fucking her at the time in for as long as possible until she got off.

So she was now being shafted by on of the tendrils, which went deeper than the demon's tongue, bringing her just to the edge of release as his tongue paid special attention to her clit. Moaning in pleasure, she fell right over the edge spectacularly, her juices practically squirting through her entrance as she came around the tendril.

The tendril kept at it, it was rather thin, but it got the proverbial job done, for the moment at least. Her muscles in there were strong, which made him, well, somewhat proud in an odd sense.Man, I can pick out a winner. He would have liked to have seen the look on her face, but the sceam that came out of her lungs was enough to make up for it. He could feel her muscles tensing and untensing as she came, her nectar flowed out from her entrance, getting all over his neck and down his chest. So much for that...

He kept working her over, untill he had dragged all that he could drag out of her orgasm, he could feel her starting to get woozy, and didn't want her to lean over too much and impale herself on his horns. So, he pulled the tendril on her cunt out, letting loose the remains of her nectar, and released her breasts. He wrapped these tendrils around her and lifted her off his head, putting her down in front of him. He allowed her to catch her breath, then placed one hand on the back of her head and pulled her close to his body. "Lick it up." He said, nectar wasn't made to be wasted.

The girl was carried through her orgasm until every last bit of her sweet juices were worked out of her. She felt somewhat dizzy as she slowly came down, but knew her second wind would come up soon enough. That girl had the stamina of a marathon runner and then some. Her pain threshold wasn't something to shake a cig at, either. It came from lots of physical conditioning brought on from being with several monsters.

Persephone was set back onto her feet and she almost fell over (her knees had turned to jelly), but Crush pulled her close to his body. His skin heated up hers as her hard nipples pressed themselves against his chest. He told her to lick off her nectar staining his neck and down his chest and she got to work without hesitation.

She started on his neck, licking it off slowly at first. Getting bolders she started to suck, too, her tongue swirling on his hot skin as she made her way slowly down until she totally had licked him clean of her essence.

Her tongue felt cool against his skin, his cock was starting to hurt from all the blood going to it, but he was able to keep his mind off it. Her face was buried into his neck, and he could have sworn that at one point she had attempted to give him a hicky. Which would have been quite funny to him. She slowly worked her way down, getting the last remains that had run down his chest. He had long since lost his ability to be tickled, squriming when being touched by something was a prey's instinct, he had been a predator so long that he had worn that instinct away. Though, he certainly wouldn't have been able to keep a straight face if this had happened five centuries ago. All the nectar was gone, now she was just licking his chest. He smirked reached down, pulling her up to him again.

He placed one hand on the back of her neck again, liking the control it gave him of her pretty little head. The demon pulled the formerly-innocent girl into a passionate kiss, his other hand going around her back as their tongues swirled together. He closed his crimson eyes, to better get a sense of touch and taste. He could taste the traces of her body on her tongue, he recognized that taste anywhere. His cock was (once again) pressing closely against her stomach, she would probably be able to even feel his pulse through it. He could feel how body was just alittle sweaty, probably from all the forms of heat. The heat from the star above head, which was being passed off as the sun, the heat from his body, which she seemed to get off on, and the heat being generated from her own lust-filled body. He would give her a personal sauna to remember, right on the ground.

With the hand at the back of her head, she obediently went up. Little did he know that she was going to make a quick break for it, not caring if she was caught naked--the girls had seen her that way more than once and she could swallow her pride to get away from this increasingly bad situation. So far, it had just been small stuff, but she knew that she was going to be in for it if she didn't get away. As excited as she was, the girl didn't feel like being fucked out of her mind again.

But his grip was a problem and his tongue wrapping around hers so expertly was making her really hot and wanted to stay in his arms. It was almost like her body was possessed by the lust it was feeling and would not be moved until it had been sated. She shivered since she could feel his cock throbbing against her stomach and she raised her hands to push away from him.

Breaking the kiss, he grinned with maleviolence, he could feel her hands going to his chest, and figured she just wanted to touch him. Hell, go ahead. He didn't quite see what she was planning. His tail thought otherwise though. It shot up and wrapped itself around her wrists in a large loop, then pulled them together, binding her wrists. Crush seemed to be concentrating, then his eyes narrowed threateningly. He made her look up at him. "Aww, Persephone...you wouldn't be trying to escape now? Does the idea me fucking you scare you?" He grinned, his voice thick with malice towards the idea of her getting away.

"Even with your knack at slipping through my fingers, I'm afraid you've got no chance." He leaned down to suck on one of her breasts, for a moment, and bit her tit, causing her to bleed just alittle. He pulled back, letting the blood run down from her small wound. "Even if you could get away, you have to sleep sometime.." He leaned down and started to lap up the blood, moving back up to her tit and sucking on the wound. "I could be very passionate...or I could just tear right through you for the rest of the night, it all depends on your cooperation, babe."

Persephone let out a frightened shriek as that damnable tail wound its devilish way round her wrists and tied them together. The girl looked up with her big blue eyes, shivering at the malevolent glare he was giving her. Yes, she was afraid. She didn't want him to bugger her. She didn't want him to stick it in her at all...she was afraid of all the consequences of letting herself be used like that.

The girl persed her lips and narrowed her eyes at him though when he mentioned how she kept slipping from his grasp. She wondered what he meant by that and then it hit her. She had thought someone had been following her...and that weird things seemed to be happening all around. But then, she became meek all over again, when he told her he knew where she slept.

She made a decision then, pain filling her senses when he bit her breast, drawing blood. She watched in morbid fascination as he sucked on the wound.

"I'll behave,"

He smiled into her tit at that, the blood had just about stopped flowing. The demon stood back at his full height, reaching up one hand to gently rub her head. "Thats a good girl..." He said, his tail slowly unwrapping from around her wrists. "Now... lie down" he said, the intensity had left his eyes, the anger his voice. He wasn't going to let her make a fool of him, but there was no reason to be overly harsh with her.

He let go of her. "Anywhere is fine, I would choose something comfortable." He smirked, waving her on as she stared blankly at him. "Go on." He liked letting his prey make decisions, their personal idea of what would be best. He also wanted to see if she was actually going to behave, letting her walk up to 15 feet away from him was about as generous as he got though.

The girl obeyed, though shakily. She looked around for a good spot in which to lie down as he told her. Her heart was beating like crazy, as if running a million mile marathon as she quickly tried to decide on a good, comfortable place as he suggested. Seeing a rather nice soft patch of grass a bit away, she thought it would be the closest thing to comfort and pointed it out to the demon to show that she had picked a location before going towards it.

She went slowly, not wanting to seem like she was running away--for she wouldn't. She had said she would behave and she would. She didn't know what she'd do when he'd start to fuck her in earnest, but she would do as he said as long as he didn't hurt her. She sat down on the grass, brushing the place of dirt a moment with her hands before lying back completely. Her legs were closed and her arms were across her chest, but she had done as he had asked.

His pupils slowly trailed along after her, watching her as she pointed and started to make her way over. He watched as she brushed off the patch of grass, then laid down, her arms modestly crossed over her chest. Her legs closed. Every inch of that girl was shaking, he hoped he hadn't given her a tic or a complex, it would be a shame to have broken such a lovely young woman.

He walked on over, and had a twinge of doubt, maybe he actually might let her go... It took you six tries... Nah. Two tendrils snapped out from the sides of his stomach and wrapped around her ankles, pulling her legs apart. He knelt down between them, planting his knees to keep her legs splayed open. He leaned down, letting her keep her arms crossed. He honestly doubted that she would be able to keep them crossed. Positioning himself, his hands going to the ground on either side of her head, he probed at her entrance. "Hey...just a question...does body heat have a...sexual connection to you?" he looked to her, pressing in closer. "It seems like it does...your breathing gets so heavy whenever I touch you..." He honestly wanted to know, he wasn't mocking her in any sense, the way he usually would. He pushed the tip of his cock alittle further. He leaned on one arm and reached down, spreading her cunt lips with two fingers. Just about ready to enter her.

Persephone was actually amazed that he would ask such a question with so much sincerity. It almost distracted her from the probing she was feeling at her entrance. She blushed and nodded her head, uncrossing her arms to touch his chest softly, savoring the heat. "It's not just body heat....whenever I'm surrounded by warmth..one of two things happen....if I'm not doing anything, I'll fall asleep and not wake up for hours until the temperatre lowrs...sort of like a reverse hibernation...As for the second..." She moved her hands until they were on him strong shoulders. Moving up a bit, she wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her soft bosom against his chiseled chest. . "...If I'm excited....heat will just make me...really horny....and since I feel like you're on fire...I feel like I want to fuck all day..." She felt him spread her cunt open so that he could make an easy entrance. She wiggled her hips a bit, getting closer to the cock prodding at her. "It's why I was trying to get away...I didn't think I could handle it....."