Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 15966 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 80(@200wpm)___ 64(@250wpm)___ 53(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 15966 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 80(@200wpm)___ 64(@250wpm)___ 53(@300wpm)
He pressed into the side of my throat, not enough to hurt but enough to remind me of the beast he was and that I was at his mercy. He could take whatever he wanted from me, and I couldn’t stop him. But I knew I wouldn’t even try.
The demon’s breath was warm against my face, his wicked sharp teeth hovering just above the skin where my shoulder and neck met.
“I can smell your arousal, little one.” His voice was a low rasp, rough with barely-there restraint. “I can smell how your tiny, human pussy is primed for me. You try to hide it, but your body betrays your need for me.”
His words sent a rush of something dark and dangerous through me. I felt heat rise to my face, knew the blush stole over my cheeks and down my neck.
The demon moved suddenly and dragged his tongue over my cheek, slow and deliberate, before moving his claws from my neck and trailing that wet muscle down my throat. I closed my eyes and shuddered as I curled my fingers against his pectoral muscles. His skin was hairless and felt like velvet over iron.
I just absorbed the sensations of him licking me as I smoothed my hands up and down his chest, feeling his heart beating the strangest rhythm beneath my fingers.
Tentatively, I moved my palms until I was brushing my fingers over the curve of one of his horns. He went rigid beneath me, his cocks jerking between my thighs, and I swore I felt him get even harder and bigger. The demon inhaled sharply, breaking the stillness. And then a guttural growl rumbled through him as his grip tightened on my waist.
“Careful,” he warned, his voice ragged. He shifted underneath me, which jostled me and had my hands tightening and sliding down his horn. He snarled again. “The horns of my kind are… sensitive.”
I was tempting the devil, or maybe playing with fire, because I ignored him and traced both his horns this time, fascinated by the way his massive body shook with a force that was starling. “How sensitive?” I asked breathlessly.
His growl deepened, sounding more dangerous this time. “Erogenous.”
That lone word sent a new kind of heat spiraling through me. I wanted the demon to touch me, lick me, and use both massive cocks inside my unused, virgin body. But that last thought terrified me.
My fingers curled tighter around the smooth, ridged surface of his horns, teasing. His hands were both on my waist now, his claws flexing against my soft skin. I knew his restraint was unraveling and would break quickly.
“You test me, little one.” His voice was thick with warning.
I leaned back slightly and looked between us, my eyes drawn by the heavy lengths between his legs. God, the undeniable proof of his arousal was so erotic I could barely think straight.
I wet my lips, barely comprehending my own actions, as the question spilled from me before I could stop it.
“Why do you have two?” I slowly lifted my gaze to look back up into his glowing eyes.
His grip on me tightened, his all-consuming stare burning into mine.
I imagined a slow, wicked curve of his mouth that was reminiscent of a smile, as he told me seductively, “I have two in order to pleasure my mate in ways no human male ever could.”
A moan spilled from my lips, a shiver rolling through me. His claws dragged over my hips, unhurried, reverent, as though he were already claiming what was his. Gradually sliding his hands around to my back and downward, he gripped my ass, my cheeks small in his monstrous hold, as he clenched and rolled my fleshy mounds in his palms.
“Show me,” I challenged.
I knew I just opened the door to something that could never be taken back.
And I welcomed what was to come.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Geraldine
Ishouldn’t have asked the question in the first place. I shouldn’t have stared in anticipation after telling him to show me what his response to my question meant. But how the hell was I supposed to not do either?
The demon gently helped me up, and when we both stood only a foot from each other, he immediately reached down and grabbed his upper cock, the one beneath it hard and swinging slightly as he pleasured himself.
I was soaked between my thighs, and I stood and watched him masturbate. With the firelight casting a golden glow and dark shadows over his gigantic body, I started panting as my desire rose. My nipples hardened to peaks, poking through the thin fabric of my shift and wanting to be pleasured, wanting to be sucked and teased.
Every time his clawed palm moved to the base of that upper shaft, I noticed these ridges becoming visible along the length.
“Your body is glorious, soft and curvy and perfect in all ways.”