The Devil's Pact - S01 E216

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The Devil's Pact - S01 E216

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 216

"Yeah, it was a long flight and I'm beat," Curtis told his wife, reaching up with his left hand to cup my tit, rolling my nipple pleasantly between his fingers. "I'll probably watch some TV and then crash."

My orgasm neared and I grit my teeth and tried not to make too much noise as I came on his cock. This was so exciting, so fucking hot. Listening to Curtis while he talked to his wife got me off faster than I was used. I kept fucking his cock, grinding my clit into his groin, hoping to get another cum out of him.

"Just the TV, Curtis lied to cover up the few moans that escaped my lips. "Yeah, some stupid movie's on. So, what are you wearing?" He gave a throaty laugh. "The purple bra, I love that on you. Umm, why don't you pull off your bra and rub your dark nipples." He paused. "Yeah, babe, I'm jerking off so hard thinking about your sexy body, your chocolate breasts. I wish you were here, riding my cock." He was breathing hard, listening to his wife talk dirty to him. "Fuck, babe, you're really revving my motors tonight."

Feeling naughty, I leaned over, rubbing my breasts against his chest and began licking at his neck and ears, moaning my pleasure softly. The bed was squeaking as he started fucking his hips up into me.

"I'm imagining you're on top of me, Latoya," he moaned into the phone, "your hips writhing on me, your cunt so wet and tight on my cock. Your breasts are rubbing into my chest and you're licking and whispering such naughty things into my ear."

I could almost hear his wife saying those nasty things to him. My clit was rubbing into his groin as we fucked and I could feel a second orgasm building inside me. He gripped my ass, squeezing my firm cheek as he thrust hard inside me.

"I'm cumming, Latoya!" he gasped and I could feel his hot cum spraying inside me. "I'm pretending its your pussy I'm flooding!" I moaned, a low throaty sound as my cunt spasmed on his cock. "Thanks, Latoya," Curtis whispered "Love you."

I rolled off him, panting in pleasure. I glanced at Curtis and he was asleep, snoring softly. God, what an asshole.

I fucked him again in the morning, though. He was paying for my hotel room, and his cock felt amazing in my cunt. Then he went down to attend the conference, telling me not to expect him back until around seven or eight that night, so I had the day to myself. All day I sat in the room, trying to ignore Ramiel's words. But they just wouldn't leave my mind. A far messier plan. Soldiers are needed now. Four and four and four. I went out for a jog up the busy International Boulevard. I tried watching the planes land and take off at the airport. Nothing worked. Ramiel's words just echoed in my mind.

A far messler plan. Soldiers are needed now. Four and four and four.

I returned to the hotel room, hungry, and ordered room service for lunch. Let the cheating asshole pay for it. He claimed he only cheated on his wife a few times a year when he was out of town, but I bet the asshole cheated on the poor woman all the time. Only someone comfortable in cheating could talk to his wife while fucking another woman.

I was flipping through the channels. Over 200 and nothing worth watching. I was trying to distract myself. My stomach roiled with fear. I had two Warlocks to defeat. And Lilith of the Black Moon and of the Empty Womb, had been summoned. How was I supposed to face all that on my own. My best hope had been the Bond of Avvah and that failed.

A far messier plan. Soldiers are needed now. Four and four and four. Those words just wouldn't leave me alone, gnawing away at my stomach. I just had to have faith that His Providence would guide me. Scripture always said God would never give you a burden you were not strong enough to carry. I just needed to have faith.

There was a knock at the door, interrupting my worry.

I turned the TV off, frowning. I didn't order anymore room service and the maids had already been in here to clean. I got off the bed and walked to the hotel room and opened the door, curious at what I'd fine. There were two women standing on the doorstep. The first was a tall, black woman. And I mean black. I've never seen someone with such dark skin before. The other women was a short, busty Latina with a tired smile on her face. In fact, both women looked tired, their clothes rumpled, and each clutched a suitcase.

And both had golden auras surrounding them.

"Sister," the black woman said in an African accent and hugged me warmly. The Latina woman slipped her arms around the both of us, and all three of us hugged each other fiercely.

Tears were streaming down my face and joy beat in my heart. "Please, come in Sisters," I told them as we released the hug. And then my heart sank. When was the last time three nuns were required to take down a Warlock. Could things be that bad already.

Our opening gambit failed, Ramiel's voice echoed in my head. A far messier plan. Soldiers are needed now. Four and four and four.

To be continued.