Lucifer Reborn by Dante King (ebook reader play store .txt) 📕

at the sound of my pleasure, however, and soon the beautiful succubus took a step back, leaning over to see what was happening behind Christina.

“You are bad,” Mareth mouthed, licking her lips. “Go for it, Luke. Fill her up…”

I hit the edge and came apart. My fingers dug into Christina’s demonic hips hard enough to bruise as I thrust into her, covering the movement with a feigned cough. My cock jerked hard against her inner walls and suddenly I was pumping a load inside her tight little pussy, right there in the hallway of the Lust school. Christina pressed her body oh-so-hard against mine as my balls drained into her, her soft folds clenching around me like a vise. As I came down from my peak, she shuddered in my arms, and I knew she’d just gotten off, too.

I pulled out of her quickly and tucked my cock back into my pants. “My seed is dripping down your thigh,” I whispered.

Christina grinned wickedly. “Then I’ll fit right in here, won’t I? Hell, half the girls in here are squeaking when they walk—”

She turned around—and walked face-first into Xora.

The rusalka stared down at her, suddenly so much taller than she seemed. “Did you really think you could get away with that? That I wouldn’t notice!?”

Christina stared down at her thighs, wincing. “Kinda?”

For a moment, I thought we were really in for it. Then Xora’s expression softened, turning into something more akin to oh, you than oh you’re expelled.

“Everyone does that,” the rusalka admitted. “Once. And only once, do you understand? Repeat offenders get reported to Lucifer, and you certainly wouldn’t want that…”

Christina swallowed hard. “Certainly not,” she said, smoothing her skirt back down.

A wry smile tugged at the corner of Xora’s mouth. “As I was saying, not all sexual expression is as pleasurable or dominating as what you and Luke do in the privacy of your own quarters.” She emphasized the word privacy ironically, since we’d done what we just did right out in public. “Join us for classes, Luke, and you can expect at least a few of your introductory incubus tutorials to look more like this…”

Xora tugged back a final curtain with a leer. Behind it was the massive demon I’d seen climbing the stairs to the admissions office back when I’d first arrived. He was naked now, and the glowing runes I’d seen etched into his skin covered not just his arms, but his entire body.

Along with a number of painful welts.

“Bow to your Mistress!” A succubus stood above him, one leg on the floor and the other up on a chair like she was shooting a rum commercial. A studded leather whip flashed in her hand, cracking three tails against the strong demon’s back. “Tell her what a disgusting worm you are, slave, and perhaps you’ll be allowed to taste her pussy…!”

My stomach dropped. This room was the exact opposite of what Christina and I had just done. Here, the woman held all the power, and the man was merely her plaything. I watched the massive demon bow his head low, whimpering as the succubus struck with the whip again and again. The demon made not a single sound of protest, just continued moaning ‘yes, Mistress’ over and over again.

“See what I mean?” Xora closed the curtain. “Different strokes for different folks. If you want to follow the Path of Lust to its end, you’ll have to stroke with the best of them.”

I could feel my face had gone pale. “Maybe I’ll skip the advanced classes, then?”

“You sure?” Christina’s tongue grazed my cheek, though she was a good three steps away. God damn that girl’s anatomy was special. “I think me holding the whip could be a good change of pace…”

“Don’t you dare,” I snapped, giving her a spank on the bottom. “I’m not into that.”

“Of course, of course,” she panted, though I half-expected I’d get an earful later. “I’ve definitely seen enough to know what I’m specializing in, though. A major in Wrath—and a minor in Lust.”

“If you’re going to minor in Lust,” Xora said, “you’ll need to involve Luke quite a bit. It’s unusual for a new student to nominate partners for their classes, though it’s certainly allowed. In the case of a Mog studying under a more powerful demon, it would even be considered a prudent idea.”

Christina giggled at that. “How about it, Luke? Will you be my lab partner? Help me learn all that naughty sex stuff so I can be a good little demon?”

“You’re pretty damn good at it already,” I said, my head still swimming from the very public sex we’d just have. “Fuck, I’d say you’re a natural. I’d definitely love to help you get some A’s...and maybe some BJ’s, HJ’s…”

Christina’s eyes narrowed. “You asshole,” she said, giving me a playful punch on the shoulder. “I can’t wait!”

“Ah, but you haven’t seen the end!” Now that we’d reached the end of the Lust hall, Mareth’s crimson body shivered with excitement. She hadn’t been this jazzed up for any of the other schools, which meant whatever we were about to experience was special. “Xora saved the best for last!”

“Yes, although it’s not for those who are last,” the rusalka said, gesturing at the final door. “Only the best and brightest are allowed to rise through the ranks of this school, Luke. It’s the Prince of Darkness’s alma mater, the original school from which all the sins and powers of Hell flow. Welcome, Luke and Christina, to Pride…!”

Chapter 18

I can see why they save this place for last, I thought, following Christina and Mareth inside. Both of my companions wore awestruck expressions at the sight of the Pride school, though Mareth had seen it herself so many times the emotion should have worn off by now. But it hadn’t—and I got