I am the only one who can control her. I wrap my arms around her and stroke her back gently. Her skin is naturally crimson in color; her ebony hair emphasises her beautiful garnet eyes. But she is not a jewel to be admired.
She is a woman to be feared.
I move my hand between her legs and she automatically spreads them, still laying on me. I slip two fingers inside her, her desire instantly increasing. She moves with me, her red skin still touching my pure white skin.
She climaxes, screaming, fire escaping from her mouth.
"I love you, my Christ," she whispers in my ear. I close my eyes and listen to her steady breathing.
"I love you too, my darling Lucifer."