Hansel & Gretel-The Twin Demon Hunters

Chapter 7

She was adept at sucking his c**k and did not even bother making any sounds while she was doing the same. It was as if her mission of life was to keep her master pleased. She did not know that the sigil of the demon had been burnt on her skin and she was marked as a part of his harem. Whatever it might do to her later on he did not need to know that but Hansel knew very well that his human side would not be able to let go of this beautiful woman so soon.

He meshed his fingers in her silken locks and then wrapped them around his hand and gently pulled her head up from his c**k which was still dripping wet from her saliva and her eyes had glazed over in the pleasure that she had been receiving by sucking on him.

“So what do you say? Do I taste as good as I smell?” asked Hansel as he dipped his fangs once more and bit over her ample breasts which made her moan out once again and the n*****s which he was rolling in his thumb and fore-finger were getting even harder.

“Even better,” she said, as Hansel licked the puncture wounds on her skin sealing them up.

“Are you not afraid of me?” asked Hansel as he made her lie on her back while he caught hold of her ankles and pulled her closer to himself. She shrieked out playfully at that motion and then he put out his tongue and licked her skin from her throat, in between the curves of her breasts and the valley of her abdomen and her navel. His tongue was not soft and smooth as of human beings, rather it was hot, rough and a bit calloused which made it even more pleasurable for Camilla. She groaned out in displeasure when he looked back at her without touching.

“You still did not answer my question Lassie,” said Hansel in his smooth and gruff voice which resonated in her heart like the bells which rang in the church.

“You made me feel like myself, I could not understand what I was actually feeling, neither did I know that it would or rather it could be so pleasurable for me. I now know that it was all lies that I was hearing from all of them. Why would I be scared of you? You liberated me from the shackles which I had been made to wear since I bled for the first time. My own family has kept me out here, ostracized and away from themselves so that they would not be the object of ridicule for their own daughter. You came in here, and made me understand that this was not who I was. I don’t know what you did to me or what you are doing to me but I know this as a fact that you are my savior, and you can take anything from me. Be it my life, be it my maidenhood, be it my chastity. I know that if I die tonight, I shall die knowing that I have been saved,” said Camilla as she looked up at Hansel and there was no fear in her gaze.

“You have done something which no one has been able to do in quite a long time Lassie….you know I am a demon but before I take your chastity, still I would like to ask you, would you be the Bride of Night? Would you be mine? You will be granted eternal youth if you grant me the possession of your womb for the next years to come till you bleed,” said Hansel and then he thought again, that did he really say that? What would his sister say when she hears about this?

“Of course I will,” said Camilla and Hansel did not wait any longer, if he did then his human instincts would take over and he would not be able to fulfill his mission or purpose anymore.

He came down towards Camilla and held her neck and face softly and kissed her mouth with great love and care while he entered her body with one tremendous stroke without any warning at all and this made her cry out inside her throat which was nothing less than a scream, of pain but Hansel started moving inside her, and the cries of pain turned to moan once more. Her soft wet pink cunt was gripping his c**k like a warm glove which was specifically made for him only. And no man would ever touch this woman again, maybe except his sons in future.

Camilla knew that she was done for when Hansel kept on f*****g her with savage smile and animalistic grunts. The sounds he made were more than enough to instill fear and stop any girl’s heart for eternity but that was not what she felt. The smile, fangs and the sounds he made were not who he was in reality, neither was the outer covering of the demon. Camilla knew, how she knew she had no idea but she knew that after this night she would not allow any man to touch her again at all. She needed to be with him always and if she had to go to hell for that then she would risk eternal damnation as well. The strokes were growing thicker and longer and the thrusts were increasing and Hansel’s eyes changed colour once again and now they were completely red with black rings around them, just like burning coal and Camilla thought that she had never seen anything so beautiful in her life and she felt the rise in her body’s needs as well. Instinctively her hips started bucking up and down and Hansel groaned once more. His balls tightened and then it was ecstasy only.

He grunted as he spurted out ropes of copious amounts of c*m inside Camilla and she was shocked at the feeling of the warm liquid splashing the walls of her womb. She could no longer feel what she was feeling, it was so surreal. But she had still not orgasmed unlike Hansel and he knew that very well. Once he was all spent and her p***y ha milked his c**k to the last drop, he caught hold of her ankles and kept her les up and the licked the underside of her thighs and knees. He did not want to give any chance so that the c*m would flow out of her p***y as she orgasmed and he waited until his sperm took roots in the unprotected uterus of the maiden, well, not anymore.

As he kept on licking her legs and touched her erogenous spots, it was as if Camilla’s body was waking up for the very first time and she was thoroughly enjoying every sensation that her body was getting. Finally after quite some time Hansel let her feet down and then lay down beside Camilla with his hands possessively taking control of her breasts and then softly pressing them as if playing with soft blood oranges and Camilla moaned again at the sensation.

“This is not all that you will be feeling Lassie,” said Hansel as he sat up and looked in the eyes of Camilla. He was still in his demonic form but this time two large leathery wings like those of the bat rose from his baack making him look seriously creepy and scary but it was only because he was so rocked by the pleasure he was receiving from her soft, succulent and ripe body.

“You still do not know what your soft body is capable of feeling, my darling bride. You will be carrying my sons in the years to come and you will be called the first of mine on Earth. I do not know if you shall be scorned or worshipped but know this that your name will not be forgotten from the minds of these small, petty self-centered people that have kept you away and hidden for so long. You are the gem amongst women and now you are mine, only mine,” said Hansel as he stressed on the last two words and snarled.

“Why did you choose me? What is so different about me?” asked Camilla as she loving caressed his scaly rough chest. Another growl of possessiveness rose from inside him for he could very well understand that he could not stay away from this woman whatever might he have done in the past. No one had been ever able to accept him like she had and she was taking this farce of marriage quite seriously it seemed.

“You saw me but you are still here, did not run away and that calls for a treatment for you to be treated like the Queen that you are,” said Hansel as he dipped down and licked her soppy cunt with his semen flowing out. By now his child had already started growing in her womb and of that he was sure. So it was time to make her feel the pleasure of her own body so that she would take some time to recover from what he would inflict on her body.

He started licking her p***y and then started placing his thumb on her clit which was inside the hood. Hansel parted her wet pink folds with his tongue and then picked out the clit from underneath its hood and started flicking his tongue on it in upwards and downward strokes and that too in rapid succession. The sounds that Camilla emitted were so beautiful to the ears of Hansel that he became hard again almost instantly. He knew that never ever in his life he had been ever affected in this manner by any other woman except his own twin sister.

Camilla was mewling and groaning and uttering por favor continuously like a prayer on her lips.

“Please what? Speak it out? Do you want my c**k inside your pretty little cunt lips again?” whispered Hansel in Spanish as she cried out in lustful fever and nodded vigorously. She was missing something inside her and it was his c**k in her, the only one thing which could provide her with the pleasure that her body craved. Hansel let her suffer a little longer, drinking and lapping up her juices and making her cry out even more. When he could feel her insides tightening up with the same pressure like his own from a few minutes earlier he did not waste a second and entered her body with one single stroke and this time Camilla cried out with pleasure. He could sense that she was very close to her orgasm and then she started cumming furiously as he kept on moving his thick long d**k inside her making her weep in pleasure that she was feeling.

“Yes, yes my little bride, you like that, don’t you? You love feeling that hard demonic d**k inside your cunt and making you feel like you have never felt before, I know that you do my sweet darling…Now c*m for me…let go o everything that you have been holding back. You are such a good girl and it is our wedding night…it is your reward for being so good to me, sweet peach, now c*m for me,” said Hansel as sweetly as it was possible in such a state of frenzy and Camilla screamed out her hearts as she started cumming.

Waves and waves of pleasure crashed over her small slender petite body making her shake vigorously as Hansel found himself cumming once again along with her. As the pleasure ended, he snapped his fingers and Camilla immediately felt asleep.

“I shall be back before you even know it, my sweet bride o night,” whispered Hansel as the room started getting itself back into order of its own accord.