Love...Lust...What's The Difference?

The demon's cock ran up the crack of the reporter's ass. The bumpy scales slid, hard and unyielding, as hot precum dropped down on the reporter's lower back like hot wax. Until Blaze's glowing testicles pressed against the reporter's sore slit, and Lois Lane could feel the heat on her pussy like pressing it against the door to a hot oven.

"This is going to hurt," Blaze said. Her hands closed around the reporter's thighs, effortlessly lifting Lois' lower half into the air, so that the reporter was resting on her tits, face pressed into the silk sheets.

"Promises, promises," Lois said, as her heart thundered against the mattress. The familiar tingle of adrenaline was running through her body, fingers and toes tingling, bowels knotting and unknotting. The kind of thrill that Lois Lane only felt while in mortal danger, on the lead of a big story...when she was falling through the air and didn't know if Superman would catch her this time.

Blaze slid her cock down, dribbling precum over the reporter's asshole...and for a moment Lois felt her heart skip a beat, wondering if the demon was going to destroy her ass...but no, the swollen cockhead slid down, the flaps of the urethra opening and closing, those soft spines scraping the reporter's taint as she positioned herself at the entrance to her true target.

The demon didn't push the cock in. She grabbed the reporter's legs and pulled Lois onto her cock. Weak arms grabbed at the sheets as a hoarse scream burst from the reporter's mouth. She could feel every bump and scale, every soft spine scraping the walls of her cunt, and when she ran out of pussy she knew there was still demonic dick left, and Lois wondered if Blaze was going to keep pressing deeper...but no. The devilish dickgirl paused, giving Lois a moment to get used to her size, which stretched the reporter's cunt out into a pink O, one carefully-placed scale rubbing against the erect clitoris.

"I can go further than this," Blaze said. "I can stretch open your cervix. Pump my seed straight into your womb. Inflate your uterus like a balloon. Scream all you want, no one will come to save you."

Lois huffed gently. With shaking arms, she raised her upper body up and looked over her shoulder with as sultry a grin as she could manage.

"Who says I need saving?"

Blaze was stock still. The spines on her cock flexed, eliciting an unwitting moan from her lover. Terrible and inhuman as the demon was in this form, she was still half-human...and at the reporter's words her dark heart quickened, and her chest grew tight. After however many centuries of existence, Blaze considered, just for moment, that this might be...love.

There was only one way to find out.