Someone Wearing Delilah's Body. {Nina's POV}

You look up at the source of the voice and are shocked to see Delilah, the lover of your host body, staring down at you.

She is wearing no real clothing, save for a leather collar around her neck. From said collar dangles a metal tag in the shape of a crown. Other than that, she is bare.
Also, in addition to her new green eyes, she has a tattoo of that same crown shape on her left breast.

The black guy reaming your ass scoffs at her.
"Get lost, sister! I saw him first. There's plenty of meat here so get your-"
She cuts him off, hooking a thumb through her collar and showing it to him.
"_Yeah, there' s a lot meat here. But I want this one. So, fuck off! Masters Orders." _She says.
Without another word, he pulls out of your ass. As he walks away, he grabs one of the girls who were pawing at you by the arm. He throws her to ground and starts roughly fucking her. She doesn't seem to have much objection to this. Her friend, the other handsy girl, looks up at Delilah.
"Beat it." She says, waving her off.
The girl scurries off to her friend.

Delilah wastes no time, swinging a leg over yours and straddling your dick.
"You've been busy."
She rubs at her clit, getting herself wet.
"I'm- ah- Do I know you?" You ask.
She shifts her hips up, lining you up with her slit. She slowly sinks onto your length, savoring the first stroke. She has a big smile on her face.
"Gosh, that's good..."
She looks down at you.
"Do you know me...? That is a damn fine question..." She says, rolling her hips.
"To that body and the world of mortals, I am Delilah. Your woman, your lover, your one and only. I will accompany you back to the mainland and live the life that I am supposed too."
She leans forward, keeping her balance by gripping your shoulders.
"To the devil inside of you, I am Zarif. One of the Masters girls. Your superior. My order to be followed in every way. And when the time comes, I will take my place by the Kings side and serve him until my flesh grows weak."
She draws in as close as she can, whispering in your ear.
"But to you? The true you, lurking behind all of the masks?"

"I am the one who freed you from the vat."