Book Three: Chapter 40

“Hop on one foot maybe?” Beth hopped up and down to demonstrate. “C’mon, give me something good.”

“You seem pretty confident for a woman who is about to spend the rest of her life trapped in this place.”

“And you seem pretty confident for a demon that is about to lose.”

“You have a quaint saying that has gained in popularity in recent years.” Oliver fumbled with his pants. He pulled his cock free, holding it gently in his hand. It was dark red, the color of fire, with thin black lines across its flesh. “Suck my dick.”

Beth licked her lips. “I thought you’d never ask.” She knelt at his feet, running her fingers along his shaft. His cock was starting to harden in her hand, and she gave it a gentle squeeze, coaxing the blood to flow where she wanted it.

“Be careful down there,” Oliver warned. “This isn’t like any cock you’ve taken before.”

Oh, I doubt that, Beth thought. She slowly pumped his shaft, marveling at how thick he already was. His thick fo