Her personal demon.

The moment Elizabeth Mary Patton stepped into Katie’s room she was lost. Asmodeus knew Beth intimately. Katie’s mind and soul gave him both memories of the trim brunette’s life and the power to consume her now that she was within the demon’s grasp. His awakened powers reached out, embracing his plaything’s innocent aura, and his form shifted, shrinking as Asmodeus shifted into the ideal shape to harvest her.

His victim gasped as ancient skills and supernatural influence worked their magic and her young body responded to his touch with enthusiasm. Each stroke informed by the minds of a thousand woman who had fallen to his hungers before her.

An emaciated fallen angel held her, the tatters of while robes hanging from his skeletal frame. Beneath a cruel crown of thorns demonic red eyes regarded the helpless brunette ravenously and black feathered wings swept the air behind him. She was mesmerized by his horrible beauty, so much so that she didn’t quite remember when his hand had slid under her shorts.

Her moans mingled with the wet sounds as the beast’s clawed fingers played between her furled nether lips. Beth’s slender thighs trembled as her traitorous body opened itself to his dark attentions while waves of electric pleasure strummed along her nerves making it so hard to think, so hard to fight. She shrieked as she came in an orgasm far beyond anything she could have imagined.

Amodeus let his panting victim fall to her knees before him, “Such eagerness from one so untouched. Now show me the whore that lurks inside you.” Asmodeus smirked as his eyes bored into hers and Beth’s innocent brown eyes fell to the demon’s obscene phallus before her. She wanted to push it away but instead found her hands wrapping themselves around it and the wet heat growing between her legs was making it difficult to think.

“Satisfy me and you may go freely and unharmed, if you still wish to…”