Chapter 25 - Owen - Purge With My Demons

My chest was pounding, I was pushing myself harder than I had in a while. The heavy music playing through my headphones was the soundtrack to my workout that morning. Every second that passed, more and more sweat dripped down my chest. Grabbing my towel from the treadmill, I wiped myself off.

My phone lit up with a new text message from Eleanor. Swiping open the notification, I saw she sent me a photo. Eleanor was kneeling in front of the full-length mirror in a cropped t-shirt, the underside of her perfect tits just visible and no panties. One hand holding the phone, the other playing with herself. She was perfectly on display. The message that accompanied the picture was grounds for punishment.

Eleanor:

come get me daddy.

I ended my run immediately. Tristan was yelling something about something at me as I ran upstairs. Whatever he said didn’t matter to me at that moment because I needed to get to Eleanor, now.

Eleanor was lying on the bed wearing the crop top, only she was wearing panties. “Why’d you put the panties on?”

“So you could take them off.” Eleanor licked her bottom lip and teased the straps of her panties.

“With my teeth?” Crawling up her body, I licked along the top of her panties before biting just below her belly button. She moaned in appreciation. My teeth bit the seam of her panties, and slowly, I began working my way down. I inhaled deeply at her center, taking in her warm scent. I never slowed as I continued removing her panties.

A wild thought crossed my mind at that moment. “Open wide, gorgeous.”

Lust-filled panic filled her eyes as I hovered over her, dangling the panties at her lips. Slowly, she opened her mouth, and I dropped her panties in, forcing her mouth closed.

“You tell me if it’s too much. Got it?”

She nodded and quickly replied, “Got it. Daddy.”

Shaking my head, I crawled back down her body, leaving kisses here and there. Between her legs was exactly where I wanted to be. She was already dripping, ready to be played with. Ever so lightly, I blew on her clit. She moaned around her panties. “Don’t spit them out. And you only come when I say.” Looking up at her, she was fisting the blankets, already fighting her pleasure.

Slowly licking up Eleanor’s center, I savored every bit of her. Her clit between my teeth, I bit down lightly, and she writhed beneath me.

“Keep it up, and I won’t be able to hold back.”

“I said you come when I say.” Pulling away, my breath directed right at her clit. “Do you want to come for me, gorgeous?”

“Yes, daddy.”

“Not yet.” My finger reached for her center, gathering her juices I began circling her clit, setting a pace I knew would drive her crazy. As soon as I saw her expression start to shift, I stopped. A soft whimper escaped Eleanor’s mouth, muffled still by her panties. Lowering my mouth to her pussy, I sucked her clit and began teasing her entrance with my fingers. Leaving her pussy aching for more, I looked up at El. “Take the panties out.” Without hesitation, the panties were out of her mouth.

“Fuck, Owen.” Her retort was breathy. She was close, and I was ready to make my soul come, my cock straining in my shorts.

Without letting Eleanor get too far ahead of herself, I found myself back on her pussy, and I was on a mission. Teasing her entrance with my tongue and fingers, sucking her clit and paying special attention to the pressure she liked. Sliding a finger back, I found her asshole and began teasing it. Eleanor relaxed, granting me permission. The more I teased her ass and sucked her clit, I could feel her getting closer.

Eleanor’s voice was raspy. “Can I please come?”

“Yes, gorgeous.”

When Eleanor came, I never stopped toying with her clit.

As soon as she came down from her orgasm, she looked up at me. “I’m going to fuck you now.” The smile on her face was devious, and I loved it.

Eleanor shoved me down, then started working my shorts off. She straddled me and took her shirt off. Leaning down, her tongue ran up my chest to my neck and to my ear. Whispering, she said, “I’m so ready for this, daddy.” When she sat up, she lined my cock up to her entrance and slid down.

“You’re so perfect.” It was the only thing I managed to get out while she rode my cock.

It didn’t take long before I was coming, and she was coming again. She rode out her orgasm as I filled her.

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ELEANOR

Standing in a back room of the basement, I felt ill prepared for whatever was about to happen when we went to Hell. Owen had explained the plan to me, and I knew what I was supposed to do, but wrapping my head around the fact that I was about to go to Hell was a lot. I still wasn’t exactly freaking out, though. It was just a lot to process.

“Should I be freaking out?”

“I think it’s good you aren’t, El. One day at a time.” Owen was smiling when I looked up at him.

He and the rest of the demons were getting dressed to go. We planned to arrive at the Gates like they found me, and on the way to Amon, Ashton would cause a distraction. That’s when Owen and I would sneak off. It was simple but effective. Hopefully.

“When we pass through the Gates, we will all look different. You won’t because you’re human.” Ashton was explaining as they strapped on a gun holster. “At least, not yet. Or ever. Owen, will she ever change?”

“We don’t know, Ash. Lilith didn’t tell us before she left.”

“Anyway, we will all look different. Just don’t want you to be alarmed.” Stepping away, Ashton grabbed a jar of what looked like dog treats. “Keep a couple of these in your pocket. I’ll tell you why when we get there.”

Looking at the dog treats skeptically, I placed them in my pocket. “Okay?”

“Are we ready?” Cora asked.

Owen placed his hand on the back of my neck. “Let’s get this shit over with.” “I want to bond with my soulmate.”

“That was some Hallmark movie shit.”

Leaning down, he pressed his lips to mine.