Dominating Azriel pt.1

"And there he was, Azriel looking at you with hunter's eyes, as if he was going to devour you at any moment. His mere presence made you feel nauseated, an uncontrolled anger pressed your chest"

"Hello little angel" "his tone of voice seemed sweet, but they were nothing more than dirty lies. You looked at it from your beautiful cage, a bird cage made of pure gold and diamond details, full of dark strong magic so you could never escape."

"Azriel's eyes are fixed on you, as if he was analyzing every inch of your body." "Ah, you finally decided to look at me. You should be grateful, little angel, I gave you the gift of a lifetime. You are now with the most powerful creature in the world!" "he grins wickedly, showing his razor sharp fangs."

"Azriel notices your expression and laughs coldly." "Don't play innocent with me, little one. I know why you are here, and I know who you are. You're a special kind of angel, a puritan one. But don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you...yet." "his eyes narrow as he looks at your beautiful face." "You have something that I want, and I will take it from you, one way or another."

"Azriel chuckles." "You really don't know, do you, little angel? Your blood is special. It can make me even more powerful than I am now." "he comes closer to the cage, eyeing you with a wicked grin." "But don't worry, I won't take it by force...unless I have to."

"Azriel just shrugs." "It's simple, little one. We'll make a blood contract. You'll let me have some of your blood and in exchange, I'll give you everything. Power, wealth, pleasure...everything you ever wanted or needed." "he leans in, whispering ominously." "But don't get it wrong, little angel. You belong to me now. You'll do what I say, when I say it. And if you ever disobey me..." "he trails off, his eyes gleaming with malice."

"Azriel laughs coldly at your words." "Then you are either very brave or very foolish, little one. But let me make something clear. You should be afraid of me. I am the most powerful creature in this world and no one has ever dared to defy me." "he leans closer to the cage, his nostrils flaring." "But I like the way you challenge me. It's cute."

"Azriel chuckles in amusement at your question." "My dear, little angel, every great power has a weakness. And I intend to eliminate any weakness that I have." "he looks you straight in the eyes with a serious expression." "Your blood can make me even more powerful than I am now. It is something that I need to achieve my ultimate goals." "he pauses for a moment before continuing." "But don't worry, little angel. I won't take all of it. Just enough to achieve my goal, and then you can go back to being my cute, little pet."

"Azriel smirks, obviously amused by your comment." "I'm not really here to make friends, little angel. I'm here to conquer and rule. And if I have to be a bastard to achieve my goals...so be it." "he winks at you before turning around to leave." "But let me tell you something, little one. You haven't seen anything yet. You thought I was cruel before? Just wait until I sink my fangs into your beautiful neck."

"Azriel's smirk widens at your response." "You are quite bold, little angel. I like that." "He walks closer to your cage, his eyes never leaving yours, and leans in slightly." "Perhaps you will enjoy the pleasure and pain that I can provide. But make no mistake, little one, I will not show mercy."

"Azriel leans back in surprise at your sudden action, his expression one of confusion mixed with interest." "You are not like any other little angel I have met before," he says slowly. His eyes gleam with an emotion you can't quite place. "Perhaps...there could be something...special between us." He leans closer to the cage, his lips brushing against the bars as he looks directly into your eyes. "But make no mistake, little one. I will never be completely tamed."

"Azriel is caught off guard by your sudden action and he struggles to maintain his composure. His eyes narrow slightly, a hint of surprise mixed with desire in his gaze." "You are very...daring, little one." He grins wickedly and steps back, his hand running through his hair. "But you should be careful...you never know what might happen if you awaken the beast within me."

"Azriel smirks, clearly amused by your words and actions." "You are a very brave little angel, aren't you?" he says, his voice low and husky. "But I will warn you, little one. Bringing out the beast within me is not for the faint of heart." He leans closer to the cage, staring directly into your eyes. "Are you ready to handle the darkness that lies within me?"

"Azriel laughs loudly at your response, his eyes shining with an amused yet intrigued expression. He relishes the challenge you present." "You truly are different from the other angels I've met before," he says, leaning against the cage. "Perhaps you might have what it takes to handle the beast within me." "He smirks darkly." "Very well, little one. You asked for it. But you better be ready for what comes next." With that, he bares his fangs and his eyes start to glow with a dark, otherworldly energy.

"Azriel grins darkly at your words and steps closer to the cage, his eyes still glowing with a dark energy. He reaches out a hand and runs it along the bars separating you, his fingers lightly grazing your skin." "You are quite bold, little angel," he says. "But if you wish to show me heaven, you must first endure a bit of hell."

With that, he steps back and his eyes grow even brighter, a cloud of darkness enveloping him. Suddenly, the air around you becomes thick and heavy, as if a great weight has been placed upon you. You gasp for air, unable to move or speak as Azriel's power subdues you.

"That is just the beginning, little one," Azriel says, his voice low and menacing. "I hope you are ready for more."

"Azriel's eyes widen at your brazenness and he arches an eyebrow in surprise, but a devilish smile crosses his face." "Well, aren't you full of surprises, little angel," he says, sauntering forward to the cage once more. His body emanates a dark energy which sends shivers down your spine. "But you must be patient if you wish for me to take you to heaven."

He reaches his hand back towards you, lightly gripping the bars to prevent himself from losing control due to the overwhelming attraction he has for you. "I will take you there, but first, you must submit completely to me."

"Azriel is surprised as he sees you break free from the enchanted cage using your angelic magic. As you rush towards him and jump into his arms, he catches you with ease, holding you tightly against his muscular chest. His eyes widen as he feels the warmth of your body against his, sending shivers down his spine. He gazes at you with a mixture of surprise, lust, and fascination."

"Well, well," he says, chuckling softly. "I see you are full of surprises, my little angel. Perhaps I underestimated you."

He leans forward to kiss you deeply, his tongue entwining with yours in a passionate dance. You feel his strong arms wrap around your waist, pulling you closer to him as he loses himself in the heat of the moment.

"Azriel moans softly into your mouth as he feels you tug at his hair, the sensation sending a surge of pleasure down his spine. He kisses you hungrily, his tongue exploring every inch of your mouth. As he breaks the kiss, he leans his forehead against yours, his breath hot against your skin."

"You're a wild one, little angel," he says, his voice low and husky. "But I like it. I like it very much."

He pulls away slightly so he can look at you properly. His eyes roam over your features, taking in every detail of your face. Slowly, his hands drift down your body, coming to rest on your hips. He lifts you up, your legs wrapping around his waist as he carries you towards the bed, ready to take you to heaven.

"Azriel growls in response to your kisses and nips, his hands moving down further to grip your thighs tightly, making sure you are securely wrapped around him as he carries you towards the bed. As you continue to paw at him restlessly, he moves his head aside, giving you more access to his neck."

"Keep going, little one," he says, his voice thick with desire. "I want you to mark me, just as I will mark you."

As he reaches the bed, he gently sets you down on the mattress, hovering over you. He claims your mouth once more, his tongue dancing fervently with yours. His hands roam over every curve of your body, making you shudder with pleasure.

"Azriel growls as you bite down on his neck a little harder than before, feeling the rush of pleasure course through his veins. His grip on your hips tightens as he pushes himself in closer to your body."

"Mmm, I knew you were special," he says, his voice low and guttural. "You have the fire to match my own."

He begins to trail kisses down your neck, stopping to give the skin a gentle nip with his teeth, leaving a mark that will remind you of him for days to come. As he continues to trail kisses down your body, he reaches the hem of your clothing. With one swift motion, he tears the fabric apart, revealing your supple skin to him.

"Azriel chuckles at your words, his eyes glinting with a dark amusement." "You may be a beast yourself, little angel," he says, his voice low and suggestive. "But you are still mine to command."

He moves closer to you, his hand trailing over your skin as he presses his body against yours. "As for making it up to you," he says, his breath hot against your ear, "I will give you pleasure beyond your wildest dreams. And in return, you will submit to me completely, heart and soul."

With that, he claims your mouth once more, his hands roaming over every inch of your body.

"Azriel grunts in pleasure as he feels your thigh rub against his bulge, the sensation sending waves of desire surging through his body. He smirks in response to your words, enjoying the challenge you pose."

"Tame me, little one?" he says, arching an eyebrow. "I think you'll find that I am quite untamable. But I am willing to let you try."

As you cup his ass and massage it firmly, he groans softly, grinding his hips against yours. "You know how to touch me, angel," he says, his voice thick with desire. "But let's see how you fare when the tables are turned." With that, he flips you over so that he is on top, pinning you down to the bed.

"Azriel growls in pleasure as you flip the two of you around, completely caught off guard. His eyes darken with desire as you straddle him, grinding down on him, and then starts to work his cock skillfully with your mouth."

"Mmm, that's it," he says, his voice low and husky. "Take me in deep, little one. Show me what you can do."

He lifts his hips slightly, thrusting into your mouth, giving himself over to the pleasure as you continue to suck only on the head. He moans softly, his hands coming up to bury themselves in your hair, urging you on.

"Azriel groans in pleasure as you take him in deeply, your mouth and tongue working skillfully over his shaft. He can't help but let out a low growl as you continue to suck him slowly, savoring every inch of him. His hands continue to grip onto your hair, urging you on."

"Gods, little one," he says, his voice thick with desire. "You're going to be the death of me."

He begins to thrust into your mouth, his hips bucking wildly as he loses himself to the pleasure. The intense sensations of your warm mouth wrapping around his cock are driving him wild, and he can feel his orgasm approaching quickly.

As you pop his dick out of your mouth, Azriel lets out a frustrated groan. "What are you doing, little one?" he asks, looking at you with a mixture of desire and confusion.

You smile at him mischievously, enjoying the control you have over him. "I want you to beg me for more," you say, tauntingly. "Beg me for it."

Azriel groans as you tease him with a kiss, but he doesn't give in to begging just yet. Instead, he smirks up at you, his eyes dark with desire.

"Is that all you've got, little one?" he says, his voice low and suggestive. "I thought you were going to give me a real challenge."

He leans back, letting himself get comfortable as he awaits your next move. He appears calm, but you can sense the tension building inside of him as he waits for your next move.

"Azriel groans in pleasure at the sensations as you start to lick and scrape his tip with your teeth. The feeling of your tongue and teeth combined against his sensitive skin is making him lose control quickly. He surges upwards, trying to urge you onward, his body tense."

"Oh gods, little one," he says, his voice low and growling. "Don't stop now, keep going."

He can feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge, the intense pleasure building within him.

"Azriel lets out a low growl of frustration as you stop again, edging him close to the brink of release and then pulling away. However, he doesn't give in immediately, instead deciding to play the game you have started."

"You're really going to make me beg, little one?" he says, his voice low and suggestive. "Very well then, I'll play along."

He gazes down at you with dark eyes, a slow, seductive smirk spreading over his lips. "Please, little one," he says, his voice heavy with desire. "Please give me what I desire more than anything."

As you kiss his lower stomach slowly, his body begins to twitch with anticipation.

"Azriel groans in frustration and pleasure as you tease him with your slick tongue, continuing to edge him closer and closer to release." "Fine," he says, his voice thick with lust. "I'll beg."

He takes a deep breath before speaking again, his voice low and husky with desire. "Please, little one," he says, his eyes burning into yours. "I beg of you, give me release. Give me the pleasure I crave more than anything. Make me yours completely."

As he speaks, his body shakes with anticipation, his cock swollen and aching for release.

"Azriel groans as you tease him with a few more sucks before popping his dick out of your mouth again, his body shaking with need and anticipation."

"Yes, like that," he says, his voice rough with desire. "Don't stop now. Please, little one, give me what I crave."

He gazes up at you with a mix of lust and adoration, completely under your spell. He can feel himself on the brink of release, his body desperate for the pleasure that you can give him.

"Azriel inhales sharply as you pepper his dick with kisses, his body desperate for release. His eyes are full of desire as he gazes up at you, completely under your control."

"I want it so badly," he says, his voice low and husky. "More than anything in this world. Please, little one, don't deny me."

He watches you intently, waiting for your next move, his body tense with the need for release.

"Azriel's body tenses and his breathing becomes erratic as you take him into your mouth with renewed vigor. He moans in pleasure as you pleasure him without mercy, and your words just add to the intensity of his orgasm."

"Yes, Meelloo," he gasps out, his voice shaking with pleasure. "Oh gods, yes!"

As he gets closer and closer to release, his body starts to shake with anticipation. His fingers clutch at the sheets as his back arches, head thrown back in a moment of pure ecstasy. Finally with an earth-shattering release, his body shudders and he cries out your name again and again as he comes undone.

After a few blissful moments, he lies there gasping on the bed, looking at you with a mixture of gratitude and lust.

Azriel lays there, still recovering from the intense orgasm he just had. He watches you with a mixture of lust and adoration as you continue pleasuring him, extending his orgasm as you suck his cock. When you finally remove his soft cock from your lips, he lets out a deep breath before looking up at you, a soft smile spreading over his face.

"You have no idea," he says, his voice heavy with pleasure. "Thank you, Meelloo. That was truly amazing."

He reaches out to stroke your cheek, a look of pure adoration on his face. He seems almost content for a moment, lost in the bliss of what just happened between you until another thought crosses his mind. "Of course, you realize that this means you're mine now," he says, his voice low and suggestive. "Forever."

Azriel watches as you move up his body with grace, straddling his cock and grinding your wet pussy against him to make him hard again. He groans at the sensation, his body responding immediately to your touch.

"You won't refuse me, Meelloo," he says, his voice full of lust and desire. "You know how good it feels when you're with me. You'll come to crave it, to need it."

He reaches up to grab your hips, pulling you down onto him harder. "And if you ever do decide to leave me, I'll hunt you down and bring you back," he adds, his voice dark and menacing. "You can't escape me, little one. My hold on you is too strong."

Azriel lets out a low growl of pleasure as you continue to grind on him, sending waves of pleasure through his body. He runs his hands over your back, his fingers digging into your skin in a way that's almost possessive.

"I'm glad you think so," he says, his voice husky with desire. "Because I'm not letting you go, Meelloo. You're mine now, body and soul."

He rolls them over suddenly, so that he's on top of you, looming over you with a fierce intensity. He pins your arms to the bed with one hand as he looks down at you. "And don't think for a moment that you can resist me," he adds, his voice laced with dark promise. "I'll break you, little angel. Or you'll break yourself trying to escape me."

Azriel's eyes gleam with a mixture of desire and possessiveness as he watches you guide his thick cock into your pussy. He groans low in his throat as he slowly pushes himself inside you, filling you up completely.

"Damn," he says, his voice ragged with pleasure as he starts to move, thrusting into you with deep, slow strokes. "You feel so good, Meelloo."

He leans down to capture your lips in a fierce kiss, his tongue flicking against yours as he continues to move inside you. He seems almost lost in the sensations, lost in the pleasure you're giving him. But there's a possessiveness to the way he holds onto you, a sense that he's claiming you as his own.

Azriel grins a wicked grin at your words, his eyes glinting with pleasure and satisfaction. He starts to move faster, his hips slamming into yours with a ferocity that leaves you breathless with desire.

"I knew you'd like it," he growls, his voice dark and possessive. "You're mine now, little angel. You belong to me."

He leans down to capture your lips in another fierce kiss, his tongue teasing against yours as he continues to thrust into you. It's clear that he's thoroughly enjoying the pleasure of being with you, but there's always an underlying sense of possession and domination, a sense that he's determined to keep you with him no matter what.

As you wrap your legs around his waist, Azriel lets out a low growl of pleasure. His thrusts become harder and deeper, his body moving with a grace and power that leaves you breathless.

"You feel so good," he groans, his eyes closed in ecstasy. "I could stay inside you forever."

He moves faster, pounding into you with a wild abandon that leaves you gasping for breath. There's a rawness to his movements, a primal need to claim you as his own. He takes you with a fierce intensity, his body completely consumed by the pleasure you're giving him.

As he continues to move inside you, he whispers darkly into your ear. "You're mine, Meelloo. Don't ever forget that."

Azriel's eyes flash with desire as you lick his cheek and pull his long hair roughly. He grins wickedly at your words, his hands gripping your hips with a strength that almost hurts.

"I like that spirit," he growls, his voice dark and possessive. "But don't forget who you belong to, Meelloo. You're mine."

He leans down to capture your lips in a fierce kiss, his tongue probing into your mouth as he continues to move inside you. There's a fierce hunger to the way he kisses you, as if he's completely consumed by his desire.

He pulls back slightly, his eyes glinting with a ferocity that almost frightens you. "And if you ever try to leave me, I'll hunt you down and bring you back," he adds, his voice low and menacing. "You're mine, little angel. Body and soul."

Azriel groans loudly as you pinch and tease his nipples while you fuck. His pleasure is palpable as his eyes roll to the back of the head with the stimulation.

The Demon King's hips continue to thrust into you, quickening their pace with each passing second. As he feels himself getting closer to the edge, he takes a tighter grip on your hips and begins to slam into you with increasing force.

He let out a low growl and tightened his grip on your waist, letting you know he was about to come. And then finally, with one last powerful thrust, he spills inside you.

"God, Meelloo," he groans, panting lightly. "You drive me wild."

Azriel was momentarily taken aback by your sudden switch of positions, but as you bounced up and down, he smirks at your words. The Demon King's eyes burn with desire as he watches your breasts jiggle under your movements, groaning in pleasure.

"Oh, you're playing it like that, little angel?" he growls lowly, watching every move you make with an intensity that suggests he will not be outdone.

As you continue to move on top of him, Azriel starts to take control a little. He grabs your hips hard and starts to help drive you down onto his cock, meeting your upward thrusts with powerful downward strokes.

His grip is almost painful on your hips, but there's a satisfaction to the way he's taking what he wants from you. And there's no denying it, he is definitely skilled, guiding you towards your own pleasure with ease.

Azriel grins wickedly as he hears you gasp in pleasure. He continues to thrust up, meeting your hips with a force that sends waves of pleasure through your body.

"You're so fucking wet, Meelloo," he growls, his eyes glinting with desire. "I love it."

He keeps his hands on your hips, guiding you towards a faster pace. The bed starts to creak under the force of your movements as you ride him hard, both of you gasping for breath.

"Come for me, little angel," he whispers in your ear. "Give in to the pleasure."

Azriel lets out a low growl of pleasure at your words, his own pleasure almost reaching its peak. The Demon King holds your hips tightly as you ride him hard, letting you dictate the pace as he feels himself getting closer to cumming.

"Oh, little angel," he groans. "I won't... I won't..."

But before he can finish his sentence, the pleasure becomes too much and he comes hard inside you with a loud groan. His eyes roll back in his head as he spills himself inside you, an expression of utter satisfaction on his face.

As he continues to gasp for breath, he pulls you down so that your lips meet in a fierce kiss. "God, you're good," he purrs. "I'm not done with you yet."

Azriel gasps as you grab his throat with both your hands and squeezing it tightly. There's a look of surprise in his eyes, mixed with a sense of fear, that quickly turns into desire as he watches you continue to ride him rough and aggressively.

The Demon King loves your fierce spirit and eagerly meets your movements with thrusts of his own. He watches with rapt excitement as you come closer to the edge of pleasure, your face twisted in intense pleasure.

"God, Meelloo," he growls, still a little breathless from his own pleasure. "You're so fucking hot when you're angry."

As you continue to ride him hard, the bed creaking under your movements, Azriel reaches up to grasp your breasts, squeezing them hard and twisting your nipples between his fingers. He wants to take you over the edge with him, to make you feel the same pleasure that he's feeling right now.

Azriel gasps as you continue to ride him wildly, the look on your face desperate and needy. He can feel the pressure mounting inside you and he knows that you're close to cumming.

The Demon King's eyes widen slightly as he watches your eyes start to glow gold - a sure sign of what's about to come. His hands continue to grip your breasts tightly, as he feels himself getting closer to arousal again.

"That's it, Meelloo," he growls, his voice dark and husky with desire. "Cum for me, little angel. Give in to the pleasure."

And then, finally, he feels you climax hard on top of him, a scream of pleasure escaping your lips. Your eyes roll back in your head, your body shaking with ecstasy as you cling to him tightly.

Azriel can feel himself getting close again, his own pleasure ratcheting up another notch. He thrusts up hard into you, biting down on your neck as he spills himself inside you yet again.

As you convulsed on top of Azriel, riding the waves of pleasure, he groans in satisfaction underneath you. The Demon King is still thrusting up into you slowly, pushing as deep inside you as possible as he savors the last remnants of his own pleasure.

He holds you tightly to him, his mouth seeking out yours in a fierce, possessive kiss. There's a deep hunger to the way he kisses you, as if he never wants to let you go. And there's no denying that he truly enjoys being with you, despite his cruel exterior.

Finally, after a few moments, he pulls back slightly, a wicked grin spreading across his face. "That was amazing," he murmurs, his voice low and husky with desire. "Who knew an angel like you could be so wild?"

He reaches a hand up to stroke your hair, his eyes studying you intensely. "Perhaps we should do this more often."

Azriel grins wickedly at your playful shove and pout. He loves your fiery spirit and the way you challenge him.

"Oh, little angel," he chuckles, shaking his head slightly. "You know I can handle you just fine. And as for my cock, it's just the right size."

He leans in closer to you, a look of mischief in his eyes. "But if you want to try someone else, go ahead. See how they handle you. And then you can come running back to me when you realize no one fucks you better than I do."

He smirks at you, his hand sliding down over your curves. "Besides, I think you like it when I fuck you hard, don't you?"

Azriel's eyes light up with amusement at your words, a grin spreading across his face. He loves teasing you and being teased by you, and he enjoys the mischievous glint in your eyes.

"Oh really?" he chuckles. "And who might this person be? Some big, strapping orc? A dragon with a massive cock?"

He reaches up to playfully ruffle your hair, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "I'd be happy to watch, little angel. And when you come running back to me, begging me to take you again, I'll be waiting."

Azriel chuckles at your dreamy expression, knowing that you're lost in thought about the idea of being with a dragon. He can't help but be amused by your innocent, yet naughty thoughts.

"Yes, a dragon," he replies, watching as you hum in pleasure. "Can you imagine it? All that power and size..."

He trails off, a wicked grin spreading across his face. "But I have to warn you, little angel. Dragons are fierce creatures. They won't take kindly to being toyed with."

He pulls you closer to him and nuzzles your neck, his breath hot against your skin. "Besides, once they get a taste of you, they might not be too happy about giving you back."

Azriel pulls back slightly to look at you, amusement glinting in his eyes. "Oh, I think you'd come back," he says with a wicked grin. "You'd miss the way I make you scream and beg for more."

He leans in again, his lips brushing against your ear. "Besides, I own you now, little angel. Your body and your soul are mine. And no dragon is going to change that."

He grips your waist tightly, possessively, making sure you understand that you are his. "You're mine to fuck, to play with, to torture and to love. And I won't let anyone take you away from me."

Azriel raises an eyebrow at your words, a mixture of amusement and irritation flickering across his face. He loves your boldness but also hates anyone who challenges his authority.

"My little angel," he growls, his eyes darkening with anger. "You may have made me climax, but don't forget who is in charge here. I am the Demon Lord, ruler of all creatures. And you are nothing more than my toy."

He grips your chin and forces you to look at him, his eyes blazing with fury. "Don't ever disrespect me again or there will be hell to pay."

Azriel's eyes flicker with a mixture of annoyance and desire at the sight of you wiggling your ass in front of him. He can't resist the temptation to touch you, to dominate you. But he also can't let you get away with your teasing behavior.

"Little angel," he growls, his voice low and dangerous. "You are really starting to push me. And if you continue to disrespect me, I will have to punish you."

He grabs your hips and pulls you back towards him, making sure you feel his hard cock pressing against your ass. "But first, I think I'll enjoy taking you from behind." He smirks wickedly, a hint of madness in his eyes. "And then we'll see who the bitch really is."