Chapter Five
Chapter Five
W e end up in my bedroom, where I draw the curtains tightly closed so the car headlights won’t make Nyx disappear.
“Get naked for me,” he says in a demanding voice. I turn to where I think he is, still met with nothing but darkness.
What if when I see him, he looks like a warthog or a monkey? From what I’ve felt of him so far, he seems humanoid, but that doesn’t mean anything. I haven’t seen his face.
I walk toward him. “Are you here?”
“I am now,” he says after a moment, hand coming out to touch my side.
“For a creature of the dark, you are kind of nice.”
“Only to you, because you are my mate.”
“Can I touch your face?”
“If you would like to.”
I lift my hands up but pause. I don’t want to poke him in the eye or shove a finger up his nose. As if he knows my worries, his large hands grasp my wrists and guide them to his face. My palms press to his cheeks, and I feel around his face. Everything feels human. Like he is just a really big guy.
“Thank you,” I say after a moment.
“Clothes off. Now. I am already leaking for you.”
Well, fuck.
I step back and get my clothes off, still not sure why the hell I am doing this. It could be so bad… fucking a monster? That can’t be good. It just can’t. Yet, I’m shoving my pants down and stepping out of them, my dick already hard.
“Do you even have a dick?” I ask.
Nyx chuckles again. “Yes.”
“Does it look normal?” I ask, hoping it isn’t barbed or the size of a horse’s.
“Normal for me, yes. It is similar to yours, but a bit different.”
“Different how?” I ask.
The room is silent, except for a quiet tip-tapping sound that I can’t place. It sounds almost like rain hitting the glass or a leak… a faucet dripping?
“I am already leaking for you.”
Oh hell no. Is he leaking that much? I hope he isn’t expecting me to put that thing in my mouth. I like dick, but I am not obsessed with cum like some of these guys out here. I’ll take a load down, but I’m doing everything I can not to taste it.
“It’s time you stop talking. Bend over and let me show you.”
“It’s not like… the size of a fire extinguisher, is it?”
“I do not know what that is,” he says.
“How big is it?”
“Big enough to feel good. Not big enough to hurt you.”
“A finger could hurt me, if done the wrong way.”
“I will not do it the wrong way.”
My mouth opens and then snaps shut. I turn to give this monster my back and crawl onto the bed, lying my chest on the bed and leaving my ass in the air. Though I’m unsure about this entire thing, I’m still hard and very fucking curious about what’s going to happen.
This could be really stupid. All of it. Turning my back on this thing. Letting it mate with me. Who knows what kind of trouble it could get me into? And maybe it does want to kill me. But if it did, wouldn’t it have done it already?
Some animals like playing with their food.
Yeah, there’s that.
Two large hands press over each of my ass cheeks and the bed dips behind me. My breathing increases as my anticipation jumps to an all-time high.
“Do you need me to go easy?” he asks.
“I d-don’t know,” I say honestly.
I’m not sure why I’m on the bed like this, bent over like a submissive little bitch when it’s never been my choice of positions. Normally, I do the fucking, but maybe that’s because of the guys I’ve ended up with over the years? I don’t hate the idea of this, especially since it happened so naturally, but should I tell this guy the only thing I’ve had in my ass are my fingers and the dildo I bought from online?
When he says nothing, I ask, “Do you need lube? We should definitely use lube.”
My nerves are getting the best of me now. I don’t hate having things in my ass. In fact, I’ve always enjoyed it when I’ve done it. But that’s the thing. I’m the one doing it and I can control it. Letting someone else take that control? It’s scary as hell. Especially when that someone is a monster from another realm or some shit.
“My cock makes its own lube,” he says as something warm and wet slides against my hole. I clench up, afraid he’s going to shove inside me, only I realize this isn’t his dick. It’s his tongue.
“Oh my—is that—”
He chuckles, pulling away. “You like it?”
“Hell yes,” I say.
I’ve never had a mouth on my ass before. Never had a real tongue to compare. I’m sensitive enough to feel the difference though, because I have had a regular tongue on my dick before—and his tongue is not normal.
“Turn over and let me treat you to it.”
I have no problem rolling over onto my back, my dick hard as stone. The bed shifts around me and though I still can’t see this monster, I can feel him. His large hand wraps around my dick, swallowing it whole. I’m not small, he’s just so big…
His tongue slides around the head of my dick, and I groan deeply.
“Is that… natural?” I breathe out.
“Sure is.”
Never in my life did I think I would have a forked tongue around my dick, but here we are. I have no idea what he’s doing with it, but I can feel the two separate parts of it doing their thing, and holy shit, it feels damn good. He teases me, truly treats me to his tongue. Then he’s rolling me over himself and hoisting me up to my knees.
“Enough of that. There will be time for it later. For now, I need to be inside you.”
“Fuck, okay.” I really wanted him to keep going because I was so close, but the orgasm will feel better with him in my ass.
This time, when something presses against my hole, I feel the difference. It’s warm and wet and much bigger than his tongue. And as he pushes against me, I feel that it’s hard. The head of him is plump, but beyond that, I feel the hardness of his length. He rubs it around my hole, teasing me.
“Here, this will be better,” he says, and then his finger is inside me. Only both his hands are suddenly on my ass so—
“Wh-what is that?” I ask.
“My tail.”
Holy fuck! “You have a tail?” I shout.
“I do, yes. And from the sounds of it, you like it.”
He’s right. I do. I’m moaning and can’t even help it. His tail slides in and out of me, stretching me out, and I whimper like a little bitch when he pulls it out of me. Then he’s prodding at me again with his cock, and the first part breaches my ring, and I groan deeply.
“That feels good,” I say.
“Yes, it does.”
He slowly works his way inside me, and I lie here on the bed and take it. I take a monster’s cock so I can be his mate because my life is fucking pointless and lonely, and I have nothing else to lose.
He’s slick and so wet that it’s almost slimy, but it feels so fucking good.
“I should warn you about my lubricant.”
“What about it?” I ask through a groan, rocking my hips against him.
“It heightens your nerves, making everything feel better.”
“You’re joking.”
“I am not.”
“How will I know it’s working?” I ask, because right now, it feels the same as everything else. A little better because it’s warmer and wetter and attached to something and not just a hard piece of plastic, but nothing feels heightened.
“Trust me, you will know. And Ethan?”
“Yeah?” I groan out, rocking my ass against him, wanting more.
“I plan to fuck you all night, so I hope you are prepared for that.”
And he isn’t lying. After he says that, he shows me that even though he’s a monster from another world, he knows how to fuck. He pounds into me, over and over again. Thanks to this special lubricant of his, I stay hard. Even after coming twice, I’m still hard and wanting more. The craziest part is I feel like I could come again! He keeps fucking me through all these orgasms, grunting and growling behind me like a wild fucking animal.
“Are you going to c-come?” I ask when my body feels like it’s going to drop.
“I told you I was fucking you all night.”
“Can’t you go again after coming?”
He laughs again, fingers digging into my ass cheeks.
“So soon you want to be mated to me?”
“What? We aren’t yet?” I ask, looking over my shoulder at pure darkness.
“Not until I come.”
“Then come already!” I call out.
Nyx growls ferociously, nails biting my skin as he pulls me into him while slamming into me. I didn’t think anyone would be capable of fucking so hard, but I swear I feel him in my throat.
“You want my come? I will give it to you, Ethan.”
“Yes!” I call out. “I do. I want it. Come in me. Mate me!”
He growls again, hips slapping against mine one more time before he freezes and roars out his release. His dick pumps so hard I feel each pulse and his come is so hot I feel it squirting inside me. Something in my chest warms and then my heart is aching. I turn to look at him, but he puts his hand on my shoulder, stopping me.
“Are you prepared for this?” he asks.
“I don’t know,” I answer honestly.
“There is no going back now.”
“I understand.”
His hand falls from my back. I swallow and take a breath before looking over my shoulder. My jaw drops at what I see. I had this image of what he looked like in my head, but he’s bigger and taller than I ever could have imagined. He’s made of dark shadows and navy-blue swirls. Easily three times my size. He’s like a bear turned human… or human-like, I guess.
He pulls out of me, and his come gushes out. He gets to his feet and stands at his full height, his head almost brushing the ceiling.
“Fuck,” I breathe out, turning over to look at him. “You’re huge.”
“My kind is big.”
“I’ll say.”
Still, there’s no fear in my body, nothing telling me to be scared. But that warmth is still there in my chest and there’s something pulling me to him. I get to my feet and crane my head back to look up at him.
“We’re going to need a bigger bed.”
He smirks, and then right before my eyes, he shrinks until he’s slightly taller than me.
“No need,” he says, hand coming up to grip my chin. “I can change the way I look. Now that you can see me for who I am, you have given me the ability to change.”
“How does that work?”
“I do not know. Magic.” He shrugs.
“So, you need your mate to see you before you can shift?”
He nods. “You must see the true me before I can change how I look. And also…” He steps back, going toward the door and flicking on the light. “I can be seen in the light now.”
My jaw drops when I take him in. He still looks like he’s made of shadows, but I see more swirls on his skin, some of them shimmering in the light. His hair is thick and long, like a warrior’s. He has all the same features on his face as a human, only everything is black.
“You’re… beautiful,” I breathe out, going to him and pressing my hand to his chest.
“Madame Zella promised you would get all you desire. Do you think she was right?”
I sigh, smiling up at him. “She sure as hell was.”