I woke up in my bed, with an annoying headache and a huge hangover. Groaning slightly I buried my head in my pillow, smelling the scent of my shampoo and my own sweat.

Goodmorning sunshine, my subconscious spoke up.

How much did I drink last night?

Too much, she said.

How did I end up in my room? Who brought me here?

Probably Elliot, I thought to myself.

Groaning again I stretched my arms and legs, feeling sore. I felt my body aching badly. What the hell did I do last night? Run a marathon? Like five times?

Groaning again, I moved around my bed, trying to get comfortable when my toes touched something hard and hairy. I froze.

Is that a dog?

You don't have a dog, she said as a matter of fact.

I shrieked in horror and opened my eyes, looking around the dark room, my eyes adjusting to the darkness. I flipped on the bed so I was facing the ceiling and I noticed that this... wasn't my room.

As my eyes adjusted completely to the darkness, I looked around and I noticed that the walls were pitch black and huge black curtains stopped the sunlight from entering the room. The dark silhouettes of the furniture that were lying around in the room could be seen, though I couldn't make out the details. This room's theme seemed to be black, with only the ceiling being a creamy white.

As my eyes darted from one place to the other, I heard a soft noise from beside me.

Light snoring coming from the other side of the bed. With dread, I looked to my side to notice that someone was laying on their front, facing the other way, sleeping peacefully. In the very same bed as me. And that someone was a man. A damn big one.

Oh my God... Who is this? Where am I? What happened last night?

I tried to remember what might have happened but my memories faded away around the body shot with Blake. Damn you, Eli!

I watched his broad, naked back rising and falling, while he breathed and I couldn't help but admire his back muscles. His one hand was resting beside him and his other was wrapped around the pillow that he was laying on. His black hair looked messy like a hand went through it about a thousand times.

At least we have good taste, my subconscious jumped in.

I leaned towards him, careful not to wake him up. I still couldn't see his face and if I bent my body an inch more I would probably fall on him. So I leaned back on my side of the bed and looked down at my feet sticking out from the black sheets. I wiggled my toes, watching my black toenails move as I was trying to remember anything from last night, desperate to find out who the man lying beside me was.

I moved my hand to rub my eyes and I felt my wrist grazing my nipple. I froze and my hand stopped midway.

I looked down and there they were, my wonderful boobs standing there in all their naked glory. My eyes widened and my mouth fell open.

I'm naked.

I grabbed the sheets and lifted them, only to notice that my panties were missing too.

"Oh my God, I'm totally naked," I whispered to myself. With terror in my eyes, I looked at the man beside me and moved the black sheet covering his lower body very, very slowly. My eyes widened and I gasped when I saw his half-naked buttcheek and immediately let the sheets fall on him again, covering up his beautiful bum.

I started panicking, hopping out of the bed, and starting to look around for my things. A sharp pain shot to my core and my legs wobbled as my feet touched the ground. I doubled over, my lower abdomen burning from the pain.

Fucking hell, I need to get out of here.

Pushing past the pain, I looked at the nightstand and found my phone. I grabbed it, turning on the flashlight on the lower level, and pointed it to the black leather armchair to find my bra and a black button-up shirt, guessing that it was his. I took my bra and after placing my phone in between my thighs, I put it on. I grabbed my phone again and as I was walking I stepped on something sharp and hard.

I grunted and bit my cheek hard, afraid that I would make a sound and wake up that beast on the bed. I looked back to the bed and to my relief, he was still in the same position. I looked down and pointed with my flashlight to see that I stepped on my black heel. I picked it up and placed it beside the foot of the bed. I continued to look around, hoping to find my panties and my dress.

I tried not to think about the stranger on the bed or the fact that I slept with someone I don't even know, and kept looking around the enormous room. I pointed my phone to the black coffee table and ding, ding, ding! There were my panties! I placed my phone on the table and picked them up, throwing them on.

I cringed visibly as I tried not to think about wearing the same panties as yesterday.

I pushed my disgust aside because my main goal was to get out of this place before this stranger wakes up. For some reason, I feel threatened by his mere existence.

I searched and searched around the room for my dress, but to no avail. However, I managed to find my leather jacket and my purse on the sofa and my other heel underneath the bed.

As I was searching around this room, I thought to myself how huge this room was, how tall the walls were and how high was the ceiling built. It's like a giant lived in here.

I looked up to the ceiling and then I saw it.

My beautiful red dress was on the damn ceiling, hanging from the lamp. The modern metallic design around the lamp seemed to be designed as branches, and my precious dress was hanging on top of it, tangled around the branches.

Before I started to figure out ways to reach it, I noticed that it was ripped in half.

"Fuck!" I curse at the ceiling and groaned slightly, mourning for my dress.

Okay, what now?

My dad's face popped into my mind. Keep moving on.

Plan B.

Putting my hands on my hips, I looked around the room once again and my eyes fell on the armchair, that had the guy's shirt in it.

It's not like I have any other choice.

I walked back to the armchair and grabbed his black linen shirt, putting it on and buttoning it up. His spicy cologne entered my nostrils and I breathed it in deeply.

Hmm, wood.

His shirt fell to my mid-thigh and I couldn't help but think how tall he might be, considering the size of his shirt.

I glanced back at the man's majestic back, which moved accordingly with his steady breathing.

Curiosity got the best of me and I took step towards him.

I mean... I have to know who I have slept with, right?

You should've remembered him in the first place..., my annoying inner bitch said.

Yes, I fucking know, Eli! I swear I'll never drink that much again...

Yeah, right!, she snorted.

Completely ignoring her, I started walking slowly towards his side of the bed.

I slowly tip-toed to him and crouched down to his level. I pointed my flashlight to the ground so that the brightness wouldn't wake him up, but still light up his face. I leaned my head to the side so I could get a better look and I studied his features. And then it hit me.

Lucifer.

The memories hit me like a brick in the head and my eyes widened from all this information flowing to my brain.

Olympus. The eye contact. Our heated make-out session in the hallway. Blake. His car. His enormous house. His huge...

Oh, fuck me...

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After making out in the middle of the room like sex-deprived animals, he ripped my dress in half with his bare hands, throwing it over his head. I was too drunk and too horny to object, as I seductively took off my bra and threw it away as well.

He pushed me harshly on the wall, colliding his body on top of mine. He dipped his head on the crook of my neck, sucking and licking the tender spots in my throat. I felt his hands grip my hips tightly, lifting me up against the wall. In a second, I felt like I was flying.

I landed on the sofa in shock, gasping and grinning like a complete lunatic. I watched him unbutton his shirt slowly while smirking devilishly at me, clearly teasing me.

He finally took it off and threw it away, not caring where it landed. He started walking towards me like a predator, his eyes glowing red, watching my every move as I arched my back playfully, taking in every inch of my body. When he reached me, with one swift motion he got on top of me, placing his elbows on either side of my face and he brought his knee in between my legs, pressing on my heated core.

My head was spinning, my insides were on fire and the back of my head tingled and burned.

I bit my cheek to hold back my moans as he looked at me darkly, his lips slightly ajar. He took my lips on his and darted his tongue inside my mouth, making it clear who was the dominant one. I kissed him back and raised my hands to grip his hair, but I guess he had something else in mind.

With one swift motion, he took both of my hands in his left one and raised them above my head, holding them down and breaking the kiss for a millisecond, before smashing his lips back on mine.

He started to grind his knee against my panties, rubbing me hard and I moaned loudly against his lips, creating vibration. His right hand snaked down to my exposed breasts and cupped my left one, groping it and squeezing my hard nipple in between his fingers. I groaned into the kiss, turned on from the pressure building on my lower abdomen, and moved my hips faster against his knee, needing more.

"Lucifer" I moaned out his name, lust laced in my voice.

He removed his leg and placed it on the other side of me, now straddling me. His groin was hovering right above my crotch as he started licking and sucking on my neck. Having enough of his teasing, I pushed my hips up and ground against his hardness. I moaned loudly at the touch and he bit down on my neck. He backed away from my neck and looked proudly to what I assumed was a mark, his eyes sparkling from lust.

"Patience, little demon, patience."

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He sat down on the foot of the bed, in all his naked 9.5 inched glory. I stood in front of him, with my eyes wide and I was staring at his hard dick, sitting casually on his stomach.

Don't just look at it! Do something!, my subconscious yelled at me.

Did you see the size of this thi-

"Like what you see Tinkerbell?" His devilish voice rang in my ears, indicating that he noticed my not-so-subtle staring, and I blushed hard.

My gaze traveled up to his delicious, toned abdominal muscles and his hard pectorals, glistening from his sweat. My worried hazel eyes reached his own blue magnificent ones. He noticed my hesitation and he grabbed my arm pulling me harshly on top of him, my legs parting and falling on either side of him. My entrance was position on top of his member, and I felt it twitch at the touch. He grabbed me by my throat and kissed me hungrily, holding my head in place. He pulled away and looked me dead in the eyes, his nose touching mine. The flames inside his beautiful red orbs danced dangerously and burned around his black dilated pupil.

"Don't worry, little demon. I'll make it pleasurable for you" He said against my lips, his voice raspy and laced with lust. And just like that, all my worries disappeared and my hand reached up and grabbed his neck, pushing back with all my power. He didn't even flinch and he just chuckled at me. He voluntarily laid down on the bed, still holding my neck, taking me down with him.

My boobs pressed against his chest and my nipples instantly hardened. My brain had stopped working a long time ago and the only thing I could think about was him. He licked his lips and he moved his hips, positioning himself on my entrance, which only fueled my hunger.

"Condom," I said panting and kissed his jaw, licking it in the process.

"What?" He said and looked at me, the disgust clear on his face.

"Condom" I repeated, stubbornly.

"No" He snorted and laughed mockingly at me. His eyes turned a very dark red, glowing mesmerizingly in the dark. I just nodded like a lost puppy and stared at his beautiful eyes, casually switching colors.

A devilish grin split across his face and he pushed his hips up, simultaneously bringing me down with his hand, entering me in one swift motion and filling me up completely.

"BLOODY HELL!" I screamed and my eyes teared up from the excruciating pain. My nails dag inside his biceps so hard, I'm pretty sure it drew blood.

He stayed there for a while, allowing me to adjust to his length, which was impossible if you ask me. His hold on my neck tightened, making it hard to breathe and I looked up at his face. His eyes were closed, his eyebrows pinched together. His upper lip was curled up to one side and he mumbled "fuck" repeatedly to himself. Watching him struggle sparked something deep inside me and I grinned like a madman when a thought popped up in my mind.

I'm probably gonna regret it but it's worth it.

I pushed a little further down on his dick and with all the power that's left in me, I clenched my walls tightly around him. Although it hurt a lot, I kept my eyes open, trying to memorize every detail of his face. His eyes snapped open immediately and he growled loudly, throwing his head back, reminding me of the beast from Beauty and The Beast.

In an instant, he removed himself from inside me and he pushed me to the right by the throat, pinning me down on the soft mattress. He managed to turn us around and now he was standing on top of me, still holding my neck, pushing down on my esophagus. Blood stopped flowing into my brain and I felt like I was going to faint any second now. I grabbed his wrist tightly and pushed back with all my strength. When he noticed, his eyes fueled with anger, turning into endless pitch-blackholes.

"Stop resisting me." He shouted with so much power, I think I saw the walls tremble."If I want to choke you to death, I'll do so. If I want to fuck you raw, I'll do so. If I want to fuck you till the sun rises, I'll fucking do so. And if I wanna kill you, guess what little demon, I'll do so." He whispered in my ear with a guttural voice, while growling now and then. I found his words strangely attractive and seductive, and I mumbled something close to "fuck me" but I doubted that he understood what I said.

What is up with me? Why am I so attracted to him? He literally just confessed that if he wanted to kill me, he'd do so. He must have drugged me with something... I must be high to tolerate this behavior...

In contrast to what he said, his grip on my throat relaxed and he placed his other hand on my hip. Caressing my skin softly, he moved his fingers upwards, tracing my waist's curve. His eyes fell to my breasts and his hand followed, tracing my nipple softly with his thumb, making it hard.

"As you wish." He whispered seductively against my cheek. I hummed and closed my eyes, enjoying his experienced hands on my body. And then without a warning, he grabbed my shoulder to keep me in place, slamming himself all the way inside me.

I screamed again and bit down on my tongue, drawing blood. This time he left me no time to adjust, as he started thrusting into me ruthlessly, slowly picking up his pace.

After two or three minutes of pure, unfiltered pain, I started to feel the immense pleasure of his steady thrusts, the incredible feeling building in the pit of my stomach.

I wrapped my legs around his waist and he continued thrusting inside me at an inhuman speed, going quick, steadily, and hard.

My hands found their way to his muscular shoulders and held onto them for dear life, as he pounded in me mercilessly. My head fell back in ecstasy when I felt his hands grabbing my hips tightly and going harder in me, forcing me to let go and fall back on the bed. I opened my eyes and looked at his face. His mouth was open as he breathed, his eyes completely black as he looked at my breasts bouncing with every movement. His entire body was tense, his muscles rippling underneath his flawless skin. Drops of sweat covered his entire torso making his skin glisten in the darkness. I watched his damp hair jiggling in front of his eyes, as he fastened his pace.

After quite some time of slow teasing and quick, ruthless fucking, when we were both really close, he made a guttural sound and I felt him filling me up, as he came. Wanting him to continue I wrapped my legs tightly around his waist, my heels digging in his sweet bum, as he continued pumping inside me without slowing down. My hand shot out to my clit, rubbing it quickly, and not long after, my walls came crashing down and I moaned loudly, my head falling back and my entire body shaking like crazy.

He fell on top of me, his dick still inside me, and his heavy body penetrating me to the mattress, making it impossible for me to move or breathe properly. He placed his head in the crook of my neck, his hot breath tickling me. I tangled my fingers in his thick black locks and played with his hair until we both calmed down.

"You're going to hell, Lucifer," I said after catching my breath while tugging at his hair, forcing a sweet groan out of him. I sensed him smirk against my neck and a second later his scorching tongue darted out and licked my sensitive spot, making my eyes roll back in pleasure and my core to clench around him.

His member twitched inside me at the action, hardening again, as he started moving in a very slow, agonizing manner, thrusting himself inside me all over again.

"I'll be waiting for you, little demon."

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My eyes widened and my jaw hit the floor as the memories came rushing back. My phone fell to the soft black rug on the floor with a small thud and I stood there, watching him. I kneeled and sat on my heels as my brain processed the new information.

What...the...fuck? , my subconscious whispered stunned. How could I forget that?

I looked down at my hands as the scenes from last night replayed in my head again and again, like a broken record. I could feel his handprints burn my skin wherever he touched me and his tight grip around my neck. I reached up to touch the tender skin on my neck and winced with the contact of my cold fingers against my burning throat.

My head snapped back at him, when he sucked in a deep breath from his nose, indicating that his brain had woken up. I have approximately 8 to 10 minutes to get my ass out of here before he wakes up.

I stood up quickly and took my phone in my hand, turning around and starting to walk towards the other side of the bed, where I left my heels.

No!, my subconscious yelled suddenly, making me stop dead in my tracks and frown.