Chapter Five
Chapter Five
Syn
K ade’s lack of monsterly attributes like a tail or horns comes in handy because in a blink, he’s naked. I’m not sure I’ve ever seen someone take their clothes off so quickly. Did he rip them off?
I must have been too busy positioning myself on the bed to notice, making sure my hair drapes off to the side to stay out of the way and laying myself just right. I can’t fathom why it’s important to me, but I want him to think I’m beautiful as he worships my body. I’d venture to ask him what he thinks, but he could just as easily lie.
Instead, I keep quiet.
As he nestles himself between my thighs, I can feel my slickness on his stomach, and my cheeks burn. Wet is an understatement. I’m drenched. And from what? A few neck nibbles and conversation.
Syn, you really have sunk .
That, or Kade’s reputation as the notorious monster fucker is well deserved.
“These walls are soundproof,” he says, pinning me to the mattress with his weight and pressing his lips firmly against my throat.
I swallow hard as he slides down my form, kissing and nipping at my chest before sucking one of my nipples into his mouth. While he swirls his tongue around it, he pinches the other between his fingers, and I instinctively roll my hips, eager for him to drop his attention to my lower half.
“What happened to taking our time, sweetheart?” He looks up at me with a devilish grin, sending a shiver down my spine. “Do you want me to fuck you now?”
Is that even a question? The way my body responds to his touch, the way my heart is thundering in my chest, and the way my pussy is dripping wet for him already should tell him my answer. But like before, he wants to hear me say it.
And in this moment, I want to give him exactly what he wants.
“Yes.” My voice is hardly more than a whisper.
He chuckles once and shakes his head, looking up at me with a sinister glint in his eyes. “Not yet,” he says, running one of his hands down my side before gripping my thigh. “I have so much to show you first.”
I giggle, probably because of the wine, and wave him on. “Then show me, shapeshifter. Show me what you can do.”
Without another word he slides lower, dancing his tongue down my stomach as he goes. I reach for his head as he passes my hips, intent on burying my hands in his hair and shoving him against my swollen clit, but two black cords whip through the air and snatch my wrists before I get the chance.
They slam my hands to the pillow above my head, pinning them there and making my heart rate spike.
“What the h—” My words are cut off, and my thoughts blur when Kade runs his tongue up the length of my folds.
My breath catches as I try to get my bearings after the adrenaline rush, but the wine is making my head swim. Plus, Kade’s tongue drawing circles around my swollen nub is lighting my body on fire. Everything is ecstasy, and I want to drink it all in.
Before I close my eyes and abandon myself to my sense of touch, I look back up at the black cords binding my wrists and discover that they’re not made of rope at all. They look soft, fleshy. I trace their length with my gaze, following them until Kade’s head blocks my view. My best guess is that he grew tails, and he’s using them to keep me exactly where he wants me.
I shouldn’t be as impressed as I am, but I also blame that on the wine.
My thoughts shatter again as he sucks my clit into his mouth, my eyes fluttering closed as I roll my hips upward, begging for more. He obliges, sucking tenderly and rolling his tongue over it while it’s in his mouth. A moan tears from my lips.
He stops sucking and flattens his tongue against me, moving in time with the rise and fall of my hips, sending waves of pleasure through my center. Every lick fuels the fire burning inside me, and if he keeps it up, I’ll surely ignite.
It’s never happened, but like I told him before, there’s a first time for everything.
Especially when dealing with someone so unpredictable.
As if reading my thoughts—which I’m beginning to think he can—he slips his tongue inside me, thrusting it in and out, and it fills me a little more each time. His tongue swells, getting longer and thicker until my eyes pop open to make sure he hasn’t slipped his dick in instead.
I gape. His head is still between my thighs, and he’s staring up at me, watching my reaction. Seeing him from this position, while his thick tongue twists and curls inside of me—teasing places no monster has ever found before—has me racing toward the cliff of a climax.
It only takes a few circles of his thumb on my clit to push me over the edge, and an orgasm racks my body with vibrating waves. I squeeze my eyes shut and moan through gritted teeth as he fucks me through it, thrusting his tongue in hard and deep as I clench down on it.
When the moment passes, the grip on my wrists loosens, and his tongue slips out, returning to its normal size before I can even see what he just fucked me with.
What the hell was that?
Tails and a growing tongue… I can’t even imagine what’s next, but he doesn’t give me long to think. In a swift motion, he scoops a hand underneath me and flips me over onto my stomach, exposing my ass to him.
“Stunning,” he says as he slaps a firm hand against the globe of my ass. I hiss at the sting before sinking into the thrilling heat that follows. He slaps the other cheek, this time drawing a lusty moan from my throat. “Bring that ass back for me.”
After the incredible orgasm he just gave me, I have half the mind to say “yes, sir”, but I keep my lips sealed. I can’t let him know how intensely he affects me. At least, not yet.
I slide up onto my knees, arching my back to give him the optimal view, and sweep my hair off to the side. He squeezes my ass with both hands, and I feel the tip of his cock brush against me.
Eager to feel him inside me, I moan and lean back further.
“Fuck me, Kade,” I groan, desperation clinging to my voice.
“As you wish.” His voice is deep and throaty.
He grips my hips and pushes forward, burying himself inside inch by inch until he’s fully sheathed. His isn’t the biggest cock I’ve ever taken, but I know that can change in a breath.
“Do you want more?” he growls behind me, as if sensing my curiosity.
“Yes.” I grip the comforter to brace myself.
He pulls back and slams his hips forward, his cock simultaneously swelling inside me. Another moan slips through my lips.
“More?” he asks, firmly gripping my ass and burying himself completely again.
“Y-yes.”
His cock grows again, stretching and filling me until it takes my breath away. Pressure forms in my belly with every stroke, until I know there’s no way I can take any more. He must know it, too, because he doesn’t ask again. Instead, he picks up the pace of his strokes, slamming into me until I whimper.
My grip on the comforter tightens as he leans forward, his arms snaking around me to grip my breasts, squeezing my nipples tightly between his fingers. Judging by the distinct feel of a hand still on my ass, he must have grown extra arms, but I can’t tell with my face firmly pressed against the mattress.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” I gasp as he continues to slam into me, showing no mercy in the intensity of his strokes. One of his hands releases my breast and tangles in my hair before tugging on it.
“Do you like my cock?” He buries himself inside and stops thrusting. “Is it everything you thought it would be?”
I’ve completely lost control of my tongue, and it responds without consent. “Yes. P-please, don’t stop.”
“Oh, I’m not,” he says, tugging a little harder on my hair until a garbled whine falls from my lips. “But I have to get in that sweet ass of yours before I let you come on my dick.”
Before I can process his words or wonder how he’s going to get in my ass, one of his tails slithers over my leg, dancing over my ass before the tip brushes my asshole. I gasp, unsure whether I should stop him or not, but I bite my tongue again. I’m at his mercy. I want him to have his way with me, and if this is what he wants…
He lets go of my hair and leans back, just as the tip of his tail slips inside.
“Fuck,” I groan at the initial pain before my muscles relax to take him. Judging by how easily it slips in and out, he must have conjured lube.
Or maybe he self-lubricates…
After another minute of working my ass, Kade pumps his hips again, moving in time with his tail. He picks up to a blinding speed, sending pangs of pleasure zipping through me with every thrust.
One of his hands slips around my waist, his fingers diving for my swollen clit. The small circles he traces around it, coupled with perfectly timed thrusts of his appendages, has me falling apart a second time before I realize how close I am. My body trembles as wave after wave of pleasure crashes into me, and Kade rides me through it all until I collapse on the bed.
I try in vain to catch my breath. Every ounce of my energy has been sucked out through my vagina, and my entire body is numb and tingly. By the time I roll over, Kade’s extra appendages have disappeared, and he’s sitting on his haunches watching me.
“Are you all right, sweetheart?” he asks.
I nod and my eyes fall to his cock. It’s still rock hard.
“I’m fine,” I say breathlessly. “Are you all right?”
He grins, and crawls over to my side, crashing next to me on the bed.
He trails his fingers down the curves of my body before pulling me close enough that our bodies touch. Our eyes meet as he answers. “The potion just makes it hard for me to get off—its purpose is to last until the session is over.”
“The… potion?” I say, not sure what he’s talking about. Was there something in the wine we drank? Is that why I have such an irresistible desire to jump on this man and ride him until I collapse again? “Do you mean the wine?”
He shakes his head and his fingers drift back up my side. “No, it’s an aphrodisiac they give me to keep me going. They can’t risk me letting down the clients.”
I still, letting the weight of his words sink in, and try to fight the twinge of disappointment I feel. His enthusiasm to tease, suck, and fuck me was because of some elixir, not because he wanted to.
I might have convinced myself there was something more to it, but it was just a fantasy.
It’s just a business transaction . How stupid of me to think otherwise.
“Oh,” I say, suddenly hit with the urge to get up and get dressed. If this is all just a business deal, I’ve gotten my part of the bargain. I’m not obligated to anything else, and I can still leave with some dignity.
But as much as I want to leave, I want to stay.
Something—probably insanity—draws me to Kade like a magnet. It’s unlike anything I’ve ever felt. And if all I get with him are a few more minutes before I have to walk away and never come back, I’ll take them.
“So, you didn’t actually enjoy any of that?” I ask, trying to sound nonchalant. “It was just the potion doing its job.”
He pulls me against him tightly, his face so close our noses nearly touch, and my heart leaps into my throat.
“I enjoyed every second of that.”
Before I can reply or think of another question, he catches my lips with his.