“But I do.” She exclaimed excitedly, snapping her fingers. “Humans can’t enter Hell alive, right?” The excitement in her eyes warmed up my dead soul, the look in her eyes asking me if I was right. Nodding my head in agreement, she continued on her rant. 

“He is a golem that grew up like normal children, never knowing the difference.” She pointed out, writing on the piece of paper from earlier. “Ask me why they made him?” A confused look twisted my face, her throat clearing.  If my lady wants it, she gets it.

“Okay. Why?” I muttered insecurely, wondering where she was going with all of this. “I don’t understand w-” Her touch on my leg stopping me mid-sentence.  Pointing to the paper, it still didn’t make sense to me.  A triumphant grin brightened her face, my breath hitching.  She looked so beautiful in this moment, her shaking finger tucking a piece of hair behind her ear. 

“They wanted children, but couldn’t have them. They weren’t always demons, but a young couple who wanted children. Here’s the thing though, they must have made a deal with a rogue demon along the way and died after having a couple of human kids. The demon collected on their souls, and boom we ended up here.” She gushed happily, pulling up another tab. “We are looking for a puppetmaster for the puppets.”  Damn, she looked so sexy right now.  Closing the computer on her, she wrinkled up her nose. Pinning her to the bed, my lips pressed against hers hungrily.  A growl rumbled in my throat, my lips brushing her neck.  

“Great job, Miss Sherlock!” I teased playfully, unbuttoning the top of her blouse. “I would like to explore another mystery with you.”  One by one, my teeth unbuttoned each button.  Stopping for minutes, a knock on the door interrupted us.  Dismay dimmed my eyes, her nimble fingers buttoning up her shirt.  Running over to the door, her fingers traced the black textured wallpaper.  Popping the door open slightly, Ravene burst in with a drunken smile on his face. 

“We are throwing a party in ,hic, your honor.” He hiccuped, swinging a half full mug around. “Come join us, my queen.”  Giggling like an idiot, he ran off.  Both of us burst out in laughter, the dude was not going to believe this in the morning. Dusting off her hands, she turned to me.  A playful twinkle sparkled in her eyes, sarcastic words waiting on the tip of her tongue.

“I don’t think he will call me, my queen ever again.  Let’s go.” She suggested lightly, shifting through the closet. “I am going to be in charge of them until I become queen of Hell.  We probably should go make an appearance.  Bingo!” Something else was brewing in her head, curiousity eating at me. Pulling out a corset based dress, she spun around the room.  Ripping off her clothes, she pulled the corset over her hourglass figure. Pointing to her back, I pulled on the ribbons until she said stop. Tying them into a nice bow, she turned around.  A black feather skirt cascaded halfway across the room, the simple black corset hugging her body perfectly. My cock grew hard at the sight of her, her hair hung in loose waves around her porcelain face.  Her real smile brightened her face, my lips pressing against hers hungrily. 

“Ma’am, I am going to have to punish you later for such an outfit.” I joked lightly, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear. “I love you, my lily.” Shooting me a come get me look, she slid on a pair of black featherly heels.  Tossing me a sparkling black jacket, she slid it on me.  Dragging me out of the room, a million conversations mixed with boring music. Rushing into the all white ballroom of the mini mansion, gold glittered in every corner of the room.  Everyone turned towards her, sharp whispers passed all around us.  Telling me to stay, she ran up to the band. Whispering to the band, devious smiles spread across their faces.  Someone passed her a guitar, everyone looking intrigued.  “The Only Exception” by Paramore began to play, symphony music backed her guitar playing. Looking right at me, a soft blush rose to her cheeks.  Everyone grabbed their mate, ballroom dancing around me. The spotlight highlighted her beauty, the words sounding like heaven to my ears.  Her angelic voice made tears well up in my eyes, her real smile melting my heart. The music stopped, everyone clapping.  Running up to her, I spun her around. Kissing her sweetly, she wiped away the tears from my eyes.  

“One more thing.” She announced jovially, tears welling up in her eyes. “I am abdicating my throne and passing it to Ravene. So Ravene, could you step up here?” Ravene dragged his feet up to the stage, a black crown sitting on her fingers.  Gasps erupted in the crowd, Ravene’s head bowing in shame.  Fixing his white hair, he took his trembling hands. 

“Do you Ravene Du Thrills take this crown as the king of the Raven clan?” She offered warmly, spinning the crown around her fingers. “Do you vow to give your people peace and prosperity? Most importantly, do you promise your allegiance to the future king and queen of Hell?”  Standing straight up, she dusted off his black velvet suit.  

“I vow to perform all of my duties, and I swear my allegiance to you, the future queen of Hell.” He chanted confidently, getting on his knees. “Thank you, little sis.”  Smiling warmly, she placed the thorny crown on his head.  Childlike wonder brightened my eyes, the raven flying off of her chest and onto the base of his neck. Helping him up, she lifted his hand in the air. His people roared like never before, the whole mansion shaking.  Taking the microphone from her, he cleared his throat. 

“Thank you, little sissy.” He thanked her sweetly, patting the top of her head. “Our father would be so proud of you. Let the party continue.” A couple of drunken woos rang out in the air, the band beginning to play swing music.  A sea of colors greeted my eyes, her lips kissing my lips passionately.  Dragging me to the back of the room, Ravene winked at us. 

“I wanted to treat you to something special.” She exclaimed excitedly, my heart skipping a beat.  A table sat in the middle of a garden of black flowers, a single black candle flickering away in the middle. A plate of my favorite foods sat in the middle, her pulling out a chair for me.  Sitting down, she sat down on my lap. Picking up a piece of fried chicken, she fed me.  The meat melted in my mouth, the skin was extra crispy. 

“I love you.” I growled hungrily, placing her hand on my stomach. “And whoever is baking away in there.” Scarlet burned her cheek, the way still gets flustered making her look really cute. Nuzzling her head into my shoulder, her lips brushed against the nape of my neck. Her scent was driving me nuts, her hand sliding down to my hard cock. Rubbing it, she undid the button.  Getting on her knees, it popped up. A devious smile made goosebumps pop up, her sweet lips wrapping around my thick girth. Her lips glided up and down, her fangs tracing the side.  A gasp escaped my lips, her tongue flicking up my length. Stopping at the tip, she sucked it hard and fast.  Putting her finger to her lips, the chance of getting caught makes this way more exciting. Biting my lips, her mouth went all the way to my balls.  This felt amazing, my fingers wrapping around her horns.  Massaging them, her mouth wrapped around my balls. It was so hard not to scream her name as she sucked on them. Writhing with pleasure, she stood up. Lifting up her skirt, she sank onto me. Her walls hugged me, her fangs brushing my neck. A sigh of euphoria passed through my lips, her licking her lips. 

“Bite me.” I pleaded lustfully, my hands sliding down to her hips. “I want to taste you, too.” Untying a string, the skirt fluttered to the floor.  My breath hitched, her legs wrapping around my waist. Lifting her up and down, she was struggling to be quiet as well.  Small gasps of pleasure exploded from her lips, her teeth popping my skin. The sound of her drinking my blood made me happy, my fangs sinking into her skin. Goosebumps popped up, her hands touching me all over.  Time stopped, the two of us gazing into each other’s eyes lovingly.  Footfalls approached the garden, her fingers grabbing her skirt. Dragging me into a mausoleum style gazebo, the door sealing shut behind us.  Pinning her against the wall, my trembling fingers untied her corset. The silk corset crashed to the floor, her teeth unbuttoning all of my buttons while she fumbled with my pants. The expensive pants crashed to the floor, my feet sliding out of my dress shoes.  I wanted her so bad right now, my lips brushing every inch of her. Getting on my knees, my tongue flickered around her clit. Moans of pleasure exploded from her lips, her fingers entangling in my hair.  The harder she pulled, the harder I got. 

“Devil, you are going to end me with your tongue.” She growled hungrily, my fingers sliding into her dripping pussy. “God, I love you.” Her breath hitched as my tongue synced with my fingers, a built in black stone table caught my attention.  Dismay dimmed her eyes when I stopped, bending her over the table. Sliding into her, a flutter of black feathers exploded everywhere as they unfolded. Cupping her ass with one hand, my other hand grabbed her wings.  She cried out my name every time I slapped her ass, my hips grinding to the rhythm in my head. Sliding my hand from her ass to her stomach, a sweet smile flashed in my direction.  The thought of her stomach swollen with my child made my inner devil cry out with pride. 

“I can’t wait until you are big enough for me to rub your stomach every night as we play.” I groaned sensually, kissing every inch of her skin. Flipping her over, hungry eyes dared me to play with her. Our hot bodies pressed against each other, her legs wrapping around my waist. Shoving me in, my fingers swirls around her swollen clit as my hips move to the same rhythm as her. Judging by her screams, she was close to her orgasm.  I would be lying if I wasn’t near that point either.  

“Can we cum together?” She begged with a cute blush on her cheeks. “I am almost there.” Clutching me close to my chest, her body trembled in my lap. Our hips danced together until neither of us could take it anymore, my hot seed filling her up as she cried out my name one last time. She started to leave, my arms clutching her closer to my chest. Her heart was beating as fast as mine, her arms wrapping around my neck.

“Can we stay like this?” I pleaded lovingly, confusion twisting her face. “I just want to hold you like this for a moment.” Shooting me her real smile, butterflies fluttered in my stomach.  She melted me every time she smiled, really smiled.  Sighing to myself, her horns brushed against my face as she rested against my chest.