Warmth swathed Rina like an eiderdown quilt as she stirred. Even as her eyes remained closed, she perceived brilliant lights around her in red and orange and purple. Her apparent nudity didn't surprise her. The fire in her cunt did-how it moved through her body along her bones. It shimmered, pooled, and grew between her legs, then branched out along her spine to her breast and shoulder blades, and caused her back to arch. It moved into her cheeks, throbbed at her temples, and crossed her forehead. Fire curled her toes and caused her hands to clench-just as the walls of her cunt clenched with the blaze. Her body undulated to a cadence she couldn't alter.
Rina hung from a chain, wrists trussed together in heavy manacles. Her thighs were set at right angles from her torso, feet dangling to the ground. An unyielding metal harness circled her hips and spread her thighs to reveal her dripping cunt. Her eyes gazed up at her hands imprisoned in their golden restraints. She looked down-and caught her breath-Lucifer's beautiful face driven deeply into her cunt.
His slightly forked satin tongue caressed her clit and burrowed deeply in her vagina-it set the rhythm of her writhing. His large velvet-soft palms seized her buttocks; talons parted her cheeks and delved into her rectum. The fire in her veins took on a new meaning as it burgeoned under her skin, through her muscles and organs and into her bones. Under Lucifer's nurturing her clit was growing, hardening, lengthening. Rina's pubic lips distended to accommodate - what? Rina floated on sea of endless delight. The slowly building pleasure hurled her into mindless, animalistic Need.
Lucifer ruthlessly persisted in his assault-he had all the time in the world. As his long tongue plunged into her portal, her hot honey-oozing muscles seized it as tightly as any dick. Finally, the forked tip of his tongue achieved her cervix. He squeezed and plucked it like he had her nipples. Under his cosseting she felt it pulse and swell. Soon he pushed into the cervix and opened it for his delectation.
Lucifer altered his ministrations. No longer licking and caressing her clit and cunt, Lucifer established a hold on the core of her body-her womb. When she tried to pull back, he snared her by forcing his sharp fangs deep into her pelvic bone. Rina keened when the pain-pleasure hit her heart and traveled up her spine to swirl across her skin.
As he clutched her hips, she felt his whisper in her mind, "To have what you crave, you must willingly surrender all-heart, mind, and every single inch of your body to me. As I will devote all my being to my true mate."
Rina could only sigh in response, finally she gasped, "All of me, to you." With that, she plunged her hips deep into his mouth, and caused his fangs to stab deep into the arteries and veins in her mons. Menses from her womb and blood from her heart cascaded over his tongue. Ecstasy propelled both into a near swoon. Her hips lurching forward, he tilted his head back, slowly devouring her wine-red essence. As she hung wilted from exhaustion, Lucifer lifted her from the chains and placed her tenderly on the stone altar.
Lucifer gazed at Rina's supine body. Already her willing response to his seduction had wreaked havoc upon her. By human standards, she matured into the most beautiful of women. No longer dumpy, her body had truly evolved. Rina's orgasms initiated the lengthening of her torso and the narrowing of her hips. His cock would wedge nicely into the gracefully cleft of her buttocks. At present, in a few moments of rest, her hands stroked her swollen breasts-now gorgeously rounded with large, hard nipples. Roped muscles tightened under her satin skin, each well defined. Long legs looked as if they had been fashioned to clasp and ride his waist - which, of course, they had.
Rina's face, however, stole his breath. It was now elegantly angular. Sumptuous lips pursed under prominent cheekbones and huge eyes framed with heavy black lashes. No longer mouse-brown, her ebony hair cascaded in waves about her. She walked in beauty; any man would sell his soul to probe into the mysteries of her body. Lucifer, on the other hand, was not human. He required a mate of his own flesh, not a human concubine. Rina must be equal to him in all things; his destiny required it. To fulfill the binding, she now needed to participate not only in her seduction and metamorphosis; she must initiate it, knowing she would forfeit her humanity for eternal rapture.
