We’re so pleased to have author Ellie Fox joining us today to share an exclusive snippet from her serialized story, And Then the Devil Cried.
Enjoy, and welcome, Ellie!
About the Serial
Adam Delaney was saved by a man with a criminal past. A man whose reality is different to most other people in this world, but for Adam, Rho Bennet is a savior.
Marcus Troy is the man everyone fears.
Rho Bennett considers himself the drug kingpin’s right hand, but things change when Rho brings home Adam, an orphan boy who never had a real family and who is having a rough time finding his place in the world.
Rho’s instinct is to protect the boy but when Marcus sets his sights for Adam, everything changes. Marcus wants Adam at any cost. He will do anything in his power to get him.
The Devil doesn’t always laugh.
Sometimes, he weeps with you.
Adam Delaney has always been a believer in good and doing the right thing. But the incident with Marcus leads him to believe that only bad guys win in the end.
Rho is the only one who keeps reminding Adam that he’s not evil, and Rho believes that with all his heart.
Is Rho right about Adam? Is there an innocent Adam hiding in fear of annihilation underneath that cold exterior?
Or has the new heir to the throne, truly abandoned his true self for the sake of winning, and made a pact with the Devil?
Adam’s lack of faith starts affecting his relationship with Rho. He’s afraid of coming face to face with the enemy and hires a trainer to get physically strong, but failure in his training keeps him down and unable to focus on Rho. What Adam doesn’t know, is Rho has no plans of letting him go, and he will make sure Adam sees they could still have a future together. Only Adam isn’t willing to let go of his anger and guilt.
The Devil doesn’t always laugh.
Sometimes, he weeps with you.
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I can’t explain what it felt like being in his arms again. It was just so comforting, and not once did I feel anything other than desire. It wasn’t that hard to let go then. I started kissing him again, and he stopped me. He gazed into my eyes and I don’t know why I was hit with a terrible fear. The fear of losing him again. It was impossible not to think of him without being afraid of the consequences. I was trying to protect my heart so vehemently, it was starting to backfire. I was hurting myself by keeping myself alone before anyone else even had a chance.
But when he led me to the bedroom, I wanted to cry for a whole other reason. The whole place was lit up with candles, fresh flowers everywhere. It smelled like… home. I couldn’t make myself move.
“Was this a bad idea?” Rho said. “This was a bad idea right—” I grabbed his lapel and kissed him before he could say anything. I broke off and his clueless expression was amusing.
“It was a terrible idea,” I said.
“Well, then I guess I’ll have to make it up to you.” The feel of his strong hand touching my crotch sent a wave of pleasure through my body. I looked down at his hand and then back into his captivating dark eyes.
He leaned in closer, his hand moved from my crotch to my back and he kissed me. While our tongues explored each other’s mouths, I slid my hand under and rubbed him. My cock felt like it was ready to tear right out of my pants. By the size of his erection, I was certain he felt the same way. I started to undress him by unbuttoning his dress shirt and undid his belt and the button on his fly. I went on my knees and took his cock out of his pants. I stroked his shaft, and Rho took a sharp breath in and exhaled. I stroked him a few more times and looked up at him. He was getting a kick out of this because he grabbed my face in his hands and pushed me toward his groin. “Suck my cock,” he said. “Don’t stop until I tell you to.”
I put my mouth on his cock and started sucking him off. The taste of him, fuck it was unbelievable. By the time I was done, he was rock hard. After a while, he stopped me by pulling my head away. “Enough!”
“What would you like to do now?” I stared seductively up at him. I was aching to be touched by then. It was fucking torture.
“Take off your clothes,” he said, pulling me up.
I got rid of the shirt and the pair of jeans and tossed aside the shoes and the socks. I even stepped out of my tightie whities. He gestured to the bed. “Get over there.”
I got on the bed, right in the middle and started stroking my cock, just to tease him and it worked. I could tell he was dying to take it to the next level. “You like doing this to me,” he said. “Like me wanting to pound your ass so hard you can’t walk for the next few days without thinking about me.”
“Would you?” I grinned.
He looked complacent when he walked up to the bed. He ran a hand over my leg, the calves and then the upper thigh. He was the one teasing me now. I kept one hand on my cock, still stroking. His hand started going all over my groin, the balls, and the sensitive skin underneath, as I opened myself up to his touch. He grabbed my inner thighs and this time, instead of his hand, I felt his tongue on my balls. “Fuck!”
I knew that just spurred him on. He grabbed my legs and positioned them, so he could slide his tongue down my hole, and when he did I was going insane with pleasure.
He ran his tongue all over my balls, the perineum until I was moaning and unable to stop my body from needing more of him. He came up and we kissed. “Do you want to stop or keep going?”
“Does it look like I want to stop?” I was getting a little frustrated with all the foreplay. It was too much teasing, but Rho was being his cocky self again and grinned. “Does it look like I’m done?”
I felt him going back lower, and then I felt his hands on my ass, spreading me and then his thumb was rubbing gently against my hole. I felt his warm tongue prodding me again. It was worse than torture. I felt my dick getting hard enough to cause pain. But Rho wasn’t done. I felt his finger pushing slowly in. He pushed a little harder. I was in ecstasy as he moved his finger in and out.
“I need you inside me,” I couldn’t believe I was groveling.
In perfect sync, Rho stopped with the finger and lifted my legs onto his shoulders. I felt the pressure of his thick head slowly moving past my sphincter. I moaned in a mixture of pain and pleasure and with a final push and he was inside of me. He held it there for a moment allowing me to get used to it. Then he slowly pulled out almost completely, then back to almost his full length inside me. I could feel the head of his cock rubbing against my prostate with each slow thrust.
He started to pick up the pace of his thrusts. The room was filled with the sound of his balls slapping my ass as he pounded me harder. I had never moaned as loud as I did while he filled my ass with his cock. I begged him not to stop. He leaned down, and our lips met again. But this time with more passion. He broke our kiss and I reached down with one hand and started to stroke my cock. I was in paradise as his thrusts matched my strokes.
Rho was breathing heavier and his thrusts became harder and more deliberate. I knew he was about to cum and I was right because the next moment I felt his warm cum coating the insides of my ass. I was already going horny out of my mind, it didn’t take long for me to cum. The feel of his warm cum oozing out of me, feeling him still inside me, on top… I was shooting my load all over my chest within seconds.
He collapsed right next to me on the bed. I could hear his heavy breathing, and I wanted time to just stop and let me have this moment forever.
About the Author
Ellie Fox is a writer of MM Fiction and loves torturing her characters. Self-proclaimed Harry Potter nerd, and purveyor of smutty fiction, her passions include reading everything from the classics, to literary fiction to genre works.