When at last they part, she looks up at him, her emerald eyes glinting with need. Xnx Offering herself to him, her body an altar on which he can defile to claim her as his possession. “I think we’re going to have a lot of fun together, Lillith.” The lavishly appointed room is bathed in the dim light of a single candle, casting their shadows across the walls. “I’ll do anything,” she moans. As he pulls away, she keeps her eyes on him. Damien raises a hand up into the air, then intones “By the vile power of Hell, I corrupt you with my mark, taking you, claiming you, now and forever, that you may serve me and I command you, may The Morningstar himself strike us down if we speak false.” An oily, dark, smoky purple flame ignites on his hand. She arches her back,
