They towel each other off.

Ryan's stomach grumbled to remind him that he had not eaten in over half a day.

"We should get something to eat so you will have the energy to fuck me again, my love," Marlissa said teasingly, looking back at Ryan in the mirror as his penis finally softened in her pussy.

Ryan finally noticed that she had addressed him as "my love" instead of "master." Was she role-playing as his wife or did she actually become attracted to him. He did read of an account of a succubus falling in love with her master but what happened to them was lost to the sands of time. He could not deny he was attracted to her physically and sexually but he wasn't sure about emotionally yet. He did fell a pang of guilt for tormenting her for weeks to break her will.

"You love me?" Ryan asked.

"Yes, of course," Marlissa replied with a slight tilt of her head as if an odd question for him to ask her.

"Have you fell in love with a mortal before?" Ryan wondered.

"Once," Marlissa looked down, recalling old memories. "Centuries ago I was summoned by a lonely young priest who discovered the forbidden dark arts. He never once wavered from his vows of celibacy. He just wanted to talk. I may be a demon by birth but I appreciate tenderness and a good heart..."

Ryan held her close when he saw tears forming around her eyes.

"You remind me of him," she looks into Ryan's eyes. "I can sense the good and wickedness in men's souls. I never fed while under his thrall due to his vows but he gave me the understanding of humanity."

"What happened to him?" Ryan wondered.

"The Church found out about his heresy. He dismissed me before they arrested him because he knew they would **** me for being a demon."

"I'm sorry," Ryan whispered.

"For what?"

"For tormenting you for weeks," Ryan said.

"There is nothing to forgive," Marlissa said, kissing him. "You know my true nature and had to break my will. I would have done the same. Besides, true torment would have meant not having sex with me."

The two playfully toweled each other off before heading into the bedroom to get dress.

"What would you like to eat?" Ryan asked, handing Marlissa the hotel menu. "I don't care, I will eat anything right now. I'm starving!"

Marlissa looked over the limited choices the hotel kitchen offered. "I will have a salad."

"I didn't think a demon would care for salad," Ryan noted. "I'll just have burger and fries."

"I will eat meat after," Marlissa said with a wink. "We should have some wine to celebrate our first night as husband and wife!"

He called up the front desk and placed the order, asking for the best white wine they had, knowing that a hotel in a small town wouldn't have any real French champagne.

Ryan turned on the TV while they waited for their food to be delivered. He handed Marlissa the remote control and she flipped through the channels, amazed at how much human civilization had changed since she was amongst mortals.

"When was the last time you were summoned?" Ryan asked.

"1967 by a bunch of hedonists who claimed they were Satanists," Marlissa answered matter-of-factly. "Their souls were tasty."

Then there was knock on the door.