Chapter 11. Lochran
We walked up the stairs in awkward silence, broken only by the crackle of sexual tension. I could feel the desire radiating off her in waves but tinged with the slight edge of embarrassment. On second thought, it wasn’t quite embarrassment, but awkwardness, as if she wasn’t sure what had brought her to the decision to finger fuck herself in the same room as a sex demon she’d accidentally summoned, but she kind of wished she was doing more. At the same time, she was conflicted and wanted to make sure everyone was on the same page, which I respected. There were quite a few times that I’d set my boundaries very clearly with mortal women—all I was offering was to get them off. I didn’t want to be touched in that way by them. There was a surprising number who just didn’t care, grasping for me, trying to undo my trousers, then cussing me out when I wouldn’t oblige.
So I was fully on board with clarity and boundaries.
I opened the door to my room and felt my lips twinge. The house had littered every surface with candles, casting a delectable glow over the room. The bed, which had been a double just this morning, seemed to have widened into a king-sized bed. Enough room for us to spread out for our masturbatory activities.
“How should we do this?” I asked.
“I dunno. Top to toe?”
I nodded in agreement. I’d secretly hoped we’d watch each other get off, but I’d take anything at this point.
“Okay. You lie with your head at the foot of the bed, and I’ll take the top,” she said with slightly more authority in her tone.
Doing as the little witch asked, I lay flat on my back, gazing up at the ceiling. I felt the bed dip from the other side. Just the thought of Lex in the bed beside me was enough for my dick to stiffen, and I prayed to all that was good and holy that I could get my head back into the game and at least last until Lex had climaxed. I would literally sacrifice my left arm to Hades if it meant I wouldn’t embarrass myself and come too quickly. I needed our first mutual experience to show my mate that her satisfaction would always come first. Maybe it was for the best that Lex didn’t ask me to sit up and watch her fingers glide in and out of her tight pussy. That would definitely be too much for the heightened state I was in. So, staring at the sun-bleached ceiling it was.
My body froze as I heard her shuffle and, a moment later, the soft thud of clothes hit the ground. The scent of her wet pussy filled the air, and I took a deep, glorious breath of it. It was the sweetest scent. Not like the sickly candy scent from the hardware shop. But homey, and spiced, with a hint of floral. I would bet that even the goddess Chloris couldn’t find a flower that smelled more delectable than the scent of my mate—
“Lochran?”
“Sorry,” I said, heat flushing to my cheeks as I shuffled out of my clothes. What is wrong with me? My mate was turning me into a fucking eighteenth-century dandy from a historical romance. Next thing you knew, I would be dressed in frilly laces and quoting Romeo and Juliet at her.
I mean, I absolutely would, if that was what it would take to woo her. But that wasn’t quite me. Before the sex ban, I was usually the did-you-want-a-whip-with-your-shackles kind of sex demon, not the should-I-compare-thee-to-a-summer’s-day kind.
Head in the game, Lochran. Not too fast, don’t scare her off, and absolutely no sonnets.
“I... um... I guess we should start,” Lex said as my jeans hit the floor.
“I guess so,” I replied.
This totally wasn’t awkward at all.
But, regardless of the fact this was not how I’d pictured my first mutual interaction with my mate to be, my mate needed satiated, and this was how she chose to do it. The need to please her overtook the primal need to feed.
I could just about see the strips of black fabric on the bedposts from this position. Someday, I was going to tie my mate to the bed, gagged and blindfolded, and show her just how filthy a full-blooded incubus could be.
But only when she was ready.
For now, if all she was comfortable for me to do was to jerk off in the same room as her, then that was enough.
I could hear the moment her fingers parted her folds. My mate was drenched already. I wondered if she’d been drenched all day as she waited in anticipation for me to return so she could tell me of her plan. Had she played with herself to try to take the edge off? Or had she saved all that desire up for this very moment?
I did my best not to groan as I grasped the head of my stiff length and rolled my thumb through the slick precum. My balls tightened. The sound of my mate’s slickness alone had me close to an orgasm. I cursed myself for the sex ban. What a stupid idea it had been to have only found my pleasure with myself for the last few years. I should have spent that time preparing myself for the potency of my mate, so that I could show her my virility. The demon I once was could have easily gone for hours, ensuring that she came time and time again before I let myself give in to pleasure.
Slowly, Lochran, I reminded myself. Take it slow, and you can hold on until Lex climaxes.
Her Samhain-spiced desire filled my nostrils, making my balls tighten in anticipation of release. I allowed myself one deep lungful of her scent before holding my breath. Denying her scent might take the edge off.
My thumb rolled over the head of my dick once more before gently pumping my shaft. A slight wisp of calming air escaped my lips. I could do this. I would show my mate that her pleasure came first—
A low moan escaped Lex’s lips, and my cock exploded, my held breath pouring from my lips with as much force as the cum spurting from me in thick, powerful ropes, coating my fingers and chest.
I forced my body to stay still. It took every ounce of my being to not thrust into my hand while murmuring my mate’s name. My dick was still hard... If I just kept pumping, Lex would never have to find out how quickly she’d reduced me to this quivering mess of a demon. With any luck, it would take longer to come again.
Fucking pathetic, Lochran.
Lex moaned a second time, and I thanked Hecate that my dick didn’t detonate again. She moaned once more, and this time I realized that it wasn’t a moan of satisfaction. Instead, it was one of frustration.
“Lochran?” Her voice skittered over my skin, the pleading tone making my ears prick. She was going to ask something of me, and nothing in this world would deny me from agreeing.
“Yes, little witch?” I replied.
“Can I watch you?” Her succubus side yearned for more, denying her climax until it was satiated. Such a wicked, self-punishing side to my little witch. One that I found a kinship with.
Lex would see what she’d reduced me to. But I couldn’t deny her. What kind of mate would I be if I didn’t let my little witch see every side of me, even if it displeased her?
I took a deep breath. You’re a sex demon, Lochran. You’re literally made to draw out sexual desires. Let your instincts take over, and you’ll find some way to please her.
“Only if I can watch you too, my little witch.” It might be a bold move, given what I knew of my mate. But my instincts told me that my mate would never ask something of another that she wouldn’t be prepared to offer herself.
Her answering “Yes,” was almost drowned out by the creak of the bed as she raised herself up. I followed her lead, pushing myself into a sitting position, one hand still grasped around my cum-covered cock.
I took a deep breath, wanting my first look at my bared mate to be etched into my mind forever. I started with her toes, each beautifully curled by how close she was to a climax. Her legs were perfectly sculpted, each curve accentuated as they lay open. Her calves flared and tapered, her thighs thick and smooth.
Her soft cunt was glistening with her desire, her dusky pink lips begging to have my tongue glide between them, to suck them and tease them. Two slender fingers covered her clit, not moving. My eyes shifted to her heavy breasts, her nipples hard gems and the same dusky pink as her pussy. Someday, I would take my witch from behind, my shadow tail wrapped around those breasts just tight enough that my mate knew they were mine. There was just enough softness to her perfect neck that I could imagine exactly how incredible it would feel to brush my lips over the length of it.
But, of all the parts of my mate that were bared to me, it was her face that was the most beautiful of all.
Her eyes were wide in surprise as they lingered on the evidence of my inability to control myself around her. Her cheeks flushed, but my senses told me not in embarrassment. My witch was surprised, yes, but her desire was now tinged with pride and power that it was her presence that had done this to me. She bit the corner of her perfect, plump bottom lip between her teeth as she unconsciously rolled her body, her eyes locked on to the cum covering the tip of my dick and hand.
“Do you see what you do to me?” My voice was surprisingly deep and raspy. My head wanted me to stop, to take it slow and not spook my mate, but my instincts told me that she needed to know how she had complete and utter control over me.
“You’re so potent. You do this to me without even trying, my m—” I just about had the sense not to say the forbidden M word. “—witch.”
Lex’s cunt pulsed, a fresh wave of wetness dripping from her and— fuck! —this witch was going to kill me. I swirled the cooling cum over the tip of my dick, Lex’s fingers on her clit unconsciously mirroring my movements.
“Your gaze alone is going to make me come again, my wicked little witch.”
Lex’s breath hitched as I slowly brought my fist down the length of me, the sound of my spend slickening my dick making her gulp. She slid two fingers inside her drenched pussy, and I knew she was imagining that it was me filling her.
“Do you want to see just what you do to me, little witch? How quickly you can make me lose control?”
Lex’s fingers plunged deep inside her, her stroking frantic enough for her to bite down on her lip once more. She nodded, and I obliged.
I grasped my length roughly, wishing it was her hot walls clenched around me instead. My fist stroked up and down, twisting slightly as I reached the head of my cock. Without fully realizing, my hips lifted from the bed, thrusting into my fist in a rough, primal frenzy. Lex’s hips rocking into her fingers had tension tightening my balls once more as I teetered on the edge of another orgasm.
I barely noticed the shadows pooling around me, or the fact that my wings had erupted out of my back, clenched tightly in anticipation of release.
“Fuck, Lex,” I groaned, drinking in everything she had to offer me. I needed to say this before her climax broke and I was too drunk on her pleasure to form words. “You have me under your spell, and you don’t even realize.”
“Lochran,” my mate moaned as her body froze in a moment of shattering bliss, the only movement the rise and fall of her chest and the frantic clench of her cunt around her fingers.
Her ecstasy hit me like a tidal wave, a primal roar escaping my lips as cum like molten lava erupted out of me, coating my chest. My wings flexed, knocking candles and clutter to the ground, but I barely had the sense to notice. My body felt as if it were collapsing in on itself, and a split second later, I was staring up at the ceiling, not having noticed when my arm had given way.
Pleasure like I’d never experienced flooded my body, my only coherent thought being that my mate was still watching me. I lifted my head, my instinct to watch my mate until her orgasm passed. She was the most beautiful sight I’d ever seen, and my sex-addled mind wished I was a painter, the need to capture an image of my mate’s body as it writhed in pleasure the most important thing in the world at this moment.
Her body finally unclenched, and she pulled her fingers slowly from her swollen pussy. My fist flexed, but I resisted the urge to reach out and bring her fingers to my mouth to lick them clean. Not a single drop of my mate’s desire should ever be wasted.
Lex’s cheeks suddenly flushed as she realized she’d been staring at me. In a flash, she was on her feet, her back to me as she pulled her clothes on.
I wanted to tell her to wait. To tell her that nothing in my life had even come close to the bliss of what she’d reduced me to. But my tongue was heavy in my mouth, salivating at the feast my mate had given me.
“Um, thanks,” she said, her voice quiet and embarrassed. Her mood didn’t match her tone, though. I could sense my mate was still aroused, and there was an edge of inquisitiveness and pride. She liked the fact that she’d reduced me to this primitive, rutting male. The scent in the room told me she wanted more, her succubus side begging her to stay. But there was still a tinge of something else lacing her scent. She was still hesitant to give her all.
Quick as a whip, Lex had left my room calling “Goodnight!” from the hallway before the sound of her bedroom door clicked shut.
My heart wanted to follow her into her room, to finish what she’d started, but my instinct told me not to. My mate was setting the pace, and she needed time to digest what had just happened. She would let me know when she wanted more.
It took a long time before my body was ready to move. My wings had dissipated at some point, but I hadn’t realized when. The house had cleared the mess of things that I had knocked off the side tables when my wings had spread—thank the Goddess, as I vaguely remembered there being lit candles everywhere. I shuffled under the covers and settled into the warm spot in the middle of the bed. A spike of desire permeated the air, and I knew Lex was feeling the heat of my body mirrored in her own room. I didn’t move though, and neither did she.
This was the earliest I’d ever gone to bed, but Hades himself couldn’t drag me from it. Warm, satisfying relief settled into my bones. My mate hadn’t balked at my ineptitudes.
And they wouldn’t be ineptitudes for long. A little bit of practice, and I’d be back to my old self.
But for now, seeing the pleasure it gave my mate to know just how much control she had over me was enough. The fact that I was still rock hard had me drifting off to images of me fucking my mate like a wild animal, continually filling her over and over with my seed until her belly was swollen with it. Until it took and we created a little witch of our own.