The Devil's Mark (Book 1)

Chapter Two: A Wet Dream

Lucifer

Bound on a six hour flight from New York City to Los Angeles, and already I was starting to get bored. Sitting across from me with a tearful expression on his beautiful face was Jason Hale, the love of my life. I sipped what remained in the glass and set it down on the small table next to me. Than the next thing I knew it was gone and refilled in the blink of an eye.

But my eyes never left Jason. A pretty boy a man might say at first glance, but to me, Jason was elegant. A cute button round face with thin pink lips and those chilling icy blues made me rock hard before the first word uttered out of my mouth. I narrowed my eyes at the thin black strap holding him in place as it unlocked and watched as he jumped to his feet.

He was short, about five-two, with a nice and smooth body that should have had me down my knees, crying out to touch it. I sniffed the air and growled softly at the subtle fragrance of his cologne. It was sweet like him, woodsey, with a touch of sunlight and rain in the afternoon. I gripped the armrest instead of reaching out to him. I've scared him enough for one night.

But as luck would have it, an air pocket known as turbulence, rocked the plane from side to side as he lost his footing and fell right into my lap. Mmmm. Perfect fit. Jason froze like a statue once he realized where he was and who he was sitting on. I bit my lip as my cock twitched between my trousers, becoming hard in an instant. Fuck me.

Jason scrambled to his feet. "Don't fucking touch me!"

Hearing that broke my undead heart. Did he really see me as a cruel being who only came to collect what was his? Maybe. But I wouldn't let that faze me in the slightest. In time, I would win him over, and make him see me as more than just the man who runs the Underworld. I opened my mouth to speak but quickly snapped it shut as the brunette flight attendant reappeared and asked if Jason would like a drink.

He nodded and asked for a Coke with ice and something to eat. When she returned, I leaned slightly forward and rested my arms upon my knees as I watched with great intent. The bag of peanuts ripped open as dozens of them went flying across the cabin. He cursed underneath his breath as he lowered his head and sniffled quietly, a tear streaming down his cheek.

"Jason," I say softly. "Look at me."

He does as more tears fall. "What do you want? Can't you see I'm a fucking wreck!? Leave me alone."

"I cannot do that. I'm sorry for what happened tonight but I did what I had to do. Jason, the night you were born I created a mark that would make you mine. I've never done with this with another living soul, but seeing see you in at the hospital, I don't know, something changed, something happened that told me I had found the one for me."

"I am not yours, and I never will be! I will kill myself before I let that happen."

I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair as I got up and went to the restroom. I locked the door and began to grow hot. I quickly loosened my tie and undid the first two buttons on my dress shirt. I waved my hand under the faucet as cold water splashed across my face. I looked at myself in the mirror and saw the whites of my eyes, my iris's turning a darker shade of red.

The real me was starting to come out. It took every ounce of control to push him back down again and lock him in his cage. I closed my eyes and took slow, deep breaths and that seemed to help. After a while, I flipped the sign from occupied to vacant and stepped into the cabin once again. I looked around for Jason and found him curled up on the couch fast asleep.

I snapped my fingers as a blanket appeared and laid it over top of him. I bent down and stroked his cheek while being careful not to wake him. Such a beauty. The urge to kiss his forehead goodnight was growing on me by the second but I resisted and retired to the onboard bedroom in the back of the jet. I closed the sliding door behind me and took off my jacket, flinging it over on a chair in the corner.

Next came my shirt and trousers as I left them in a pile on the floor at the foot of the bed. While crimson velvet sheets shined in the pale overhead lighting. The last of my garments came off and before I knew it I was standing stark naked in the middle of the room.

I flexed my muscles and pulled the sheets back as I got into bed. I stared at the door in front of me and imagined what it would be like if Jason came walking through and wanted to sleep with me. My cock that was trapped earlier had now been freed, standing tall and proud like the devil it was. I closed my eyes as I grasped the shaft firmly and moaned in response.

The soft, swift, jerking motion of my hand grew more intense the more I picked up speed. Harder, faster, my cock was aching painfully as I fought back a yell and a curse at the same time. I pictured Jason between my legs, my cock in his hand as he teased me innocently, licking the tip. I growled softly and brought him up to kiss me as I shot my tongue into his mouth for a long, sloppy kiss.

"Say it baby," I said deeply. "Tell me you love me."

"I love you, Lucifer. Please, make me yours."

I rolled him over onto his back and slid inside him in one quick thrust that had us both seeing stars. With his legs wrapped around me I grabbed the headboard in front of me in a tight grip that caused the wood to groan and snap loudly. Jason giggled as I smirked. You're going to break the bed, he said as much as I kissed him again.

My so-called wet dream turned me on even more the longer I held in my earth-shattering orgasm. Lying on my back with my hands behind my head, Jason rode me like a champ. Up and down, rolling his hips in a circular motion, the boy knew just how to drive me wild with ecstasy. With a grunt, I reached for his waist and shot into him like a jackhammer.

His cries of passion were like music to my ears. Who knew that such a tiny body would tremble like that. But my release wasn't even close to being done. Hell no. I quickly pulled out and grabbed the shaft as I arched my back and yelled at the top of my lungs. Jason was there in an instant, his face was pressed against my abs as my essence sprayed across his face.

When it was over, he sat up and licked the evidence from his fingers. Oooh, fuuuck! If that wasn't a turn on than I don't know what. Afterwards, he laid in my arms as I held him tight to me and sung him to sleep. I kissed his forehead and watched over him until the early hours of the morning. Now this was a dream that I never intended to wake from.

But sadly I opened my eyes and returned to reality. A warm gooey mess coated my entire hand as I unwrapped my fingers from the shaft and wiped the come with a handkerchief out of thin air. I cursed quietly but smirked after a minute. Jason said he loved me. Now came the long, grueling task of making him say it for real this time, however long it takes.

Author's Note: OMG! I think I just set the world record for fastest chapter ever written in the history of Wattpad! LOL.