Claudia didn't relent immediately, nor should he have expected that. She does let him enter more, pounding against her cervix with each deep, punishing thrust, wanting to feel him, to make him need her. Then, however, she realized she already had a plan, and now that he'd given her at least a first taste of his need, she smiled wider, wickedly.

"Come for me," she said, knowing he might hate the next part even more. But he would know she had control, at least when Lucifer allowed it. He could find pleasure in her body, but only with permission.