Chapter 11
Chapter Eleven
S tanding shirtless in the middle of Kinley’s living room, I held a can of whipped cream in one hand while snapping my fingers with the other. Her stereo came to life, blasting some of the best rock songs of the 1980s. Goddamn, that was an era I wish would repeat itself.
The sick and catchy beat of INXS’s “Need You Tonight” filled the room. Kinley sprawled out on the sofa in nothing but the soft black lace of her lingerie. She lay there on her back, one leg casually crossed over the other as her foot bobbed up and down to the song’s beat.
A mischievous glimmer filled her eyes as she watched me spin the can in my palm. “You planning on feeding me some of that whipped cream?”
I smirked. “Patience, love. I have many things planned to satisfy your tastebuds.”
She gave that playful pout that had my dick straining against the zipper of my pants. Seeing the wild look in her eyes earlier, I knew that unless I wanted to see the entire city burn, I needed to find a suitable distraction to keep her mind occupied. It didn’t hurt that it also involved my dick getting wet.
Stepping toward her, I temporarily slid the can of whipped topping into my back pocket. I grabbed her ankle and pulled so she spun on the sofa to face me.
Kinley placed her feet on the floor, spreading those delicious thighs of hers. The lace of her panties did very little to cover her pussy. I dropped down to my knees between her legs, grabbing her hips and pulling her down so her ass came off the edge of the cushion.
Leaning over, I tasted the soft flesh of her thigh, working my way up to her hip. My tongue dragged across her skin, enjoying the way her body tasted no matter which part of her it was.
She quietly moaned from my affection, her slender fingers sliding into the depths of my untamed hair.
Working my way up to the top of her panties, I used my teeth to hook and bite the fabric. Tugging them down, I glanced up at her to see those blue eyes filling with the heat of lust. Playfully, I growled and gave a shake of my head as I worked the lace down using just my mouth.
After getting the tiny piece of fabric off her body, I came back between her thighs with a devilish grin filled with many sinful promises. My twisted angel already worked her bra off to expose the supple swells of her breasts, her perky nipples stiff with excitement.
Grabbing the canister from my back pocket, I shook it up as my fingers traced the line of her crease, spreading the lips apart as I brought the plastic tip of the whipped cream nearer to her opening.
Kinley’s hand dropped down to her cunt as she pulled her hips back. “Just what do you think you’re going to do with that?”
Oh, she knew exactly what I planned to do with it. “C’mon, let me fill you up and I will lick you clean.”
Shifting herself so she sat on the edge of the couch, she leaned over, and her hand grabbed my jaw. Her tender lips brushed over mine as she spoke demandingly, “Rook, you know the rules. You’re not supposed to shift into your true form.”
Letting out a chuckle, I responded huskily. “You didn’t seem to mind my tongue buried deep inside of you in the garage.”
She shifted, her legs subtly pressing together, letting me know the memory of it still turned her on. Kinley lightly pushed her teeth into her lower lip before she pressed her cheek to mine while whispering in my ear. “And you’ll be punished accordingly for that indiscretion, when and where I see fit.”
As if my cock wasn’t hard enough in my trousers, it now bordered on painful at the idea of being Kinley’s whipping boy. I would let her draw and quarter me if it meant she got off on it.
I grabbed the back of her neck, and my mouth brushed over the shell of her ear, whispering back with a heavy need in my voice. “I will be waiting, but you better make it hurt, love. Otherwise, I will keep doing it. Making you come over, and over, and over…”
My mouth captured the lobe of her ear, giving it a hard suck, letting her know how undeterred I was by her threat.
She dropped to her knees, joining me there on the floor. Her hands roughly yanked open my belt before hastily undoing my pants.
“Rook, be careful what you ask for.” Kinley snatched the can of whipped cream from my hand after she shoved the waist of my pants and boxers down. My cock sprang free, nearly as hard as the metal that pierced it.
The way she sealed her lips against mine told me of the intense need burning inside of her. Equally as driven, I parted my lips and thrust my tongue at hers, wrangling for dominance in the kiss.
My hand dropped to one of her round breasts, palming it with the stiff peak of her nipple reacting to my touch. In turn, Kinley’s hand dropped down to my dick, wrapping around it firmly.
Groaning into the kiss, I could barely focus on what I was doing as she began to stroke my length from base to tip. Her touch moved over each rung in my pierced ladder, sending a cascading level of pleasure up and down my cock.
“Be a good demon and get on your back for me,” she ordered, and I shed the rest of my clothes with a few kicks before my back even hit the floor. My dick stood at full attention for the dark angel positioning herself between my legs.
Smiling at her, I watched as she continued shaking that can in one hand while working my cock with the other. I tucked my arms behind my head, getting comfortably laid out for her as I awaited what was coming my way.
“Love, I’m all yours. Do with me as you will.”
With one final shake of the whipped cream, Kinley began to spiral the creamy contents around my dick, starting where it met my balls and coating it until nothing but the silver ball of my Prince Albert piercing showed at the tip.
Licking her lips, she didn’t waste any time destroying her piece of artwork. Her tongue snaked out and licked a long line from the center of my balls upward over the barbells on the underside of my cock. A light shiver ran up my spine as I sucked in a sharp breath at the pleasurable contact.
After she cleaned off the sugary topping from one side, she worked the other slowly. I clasped my hands behind my head to prevent my hands from grabbing her head and shoving her mouth down on me. It was gloriously tortuous lying there, being hers to do with as she deemed appropriate.
Her mouth opened up, drawing my length into her one inch at a time. The pressure surrounding my length increased, the rounded head pushing the limits at the back of her tight throat. I groaned, pushing my hips further into her.
My breaths grew heavy as she slid her mouth up and down, tasting all of me. Solidly engrossed in the sparks of pleasure she was giving me, I barely heard the footsteps entering the room.
A meek voice spoke up. “Miss Ward—Oh, I—I’m sorry, I didn’t realize you were…”
Tipping my head back so I could see behind me from my position there on the floor, I noticed Kinley’s newest little house servant. Which one was this? Christina number 12? Or 13?
Unashamedly, Kinley paused with a mouthful of cock, and her eyes targeted her human helper. Slowly, she slid her mouth off me, white smudges of whipped cream still around her mouth. The pause in her ministrations left me cursing quietly under my breath.
Christina began to back up a couple of steps. “I’m just going to go.”
“No, wait,” Kinley was quick to respond.
Looking at my fallen angel’s eyes, they were filled with a predatory desire. Motioning with her finger to the human to come closer, I wasn’t quite sure what was going through Kinley’s warped mind.
Christina approached obediently, looking down at me and blushing at the sight of my cock and the last traces of whipped cream around it. Quickly, she averted her eyes and focused on Kinley’s naked form.
“Did you need something?” the current house manager asked shyly.
The facade of a sweeter-than-pie smile slid across Kinley’s face. She reached up a hand to Christina’s, grabbing it firmly and beckoning her down onto her knees in front of her.
I sat up on my elbows, eyes scrutinizing every move that was made. What Kinley did with her house staff was her business. She didn’t tell me what tricks to play on my human targets, and I wasn’t going to tell her how to play with her toys.
Kinley’s fingers stroked over the girl’s cheek lightly. “I love how pretty you are,” she purred before leaning in and pressing a kiss to Christina’s lips. At first, the girl was as stiff as a board—much like my dick still was.
Well, if there was going to be a show here to be watched, I was going to enjoy it. Wrapping my hand around my dick, I began pumping it while the two women kissed in front of me.
There was a shift in the air around the three of us as their kiss grew more passionate. Kinley pushed her hand down into the front of Christina’s pants, and not moments later, a moan broke through the kiss. The way the human’s legs parted and her hips began rocking, I knew Kinley’s fingers were taunting and teasing the girl’s cunt.
Squeezing my dick at the sight of how Kinley played this girl like a musical instrument left me with shiny black precum leaking from the tip of my cock. “Love, are you being nice to your toy?”
Kinley’s eyes met mine as she looked over Christina’s shoulder. She gave an innocent expression as she shifted her hand further into Christina’s pants. “I’m always nice to them.” She nipped at the girl’s ear, prompting a mixture of a yelp and a moan. “Go ahead and tell Rook how nice I’m being to you.”
Christina’s hands braced onto Kinley’s shoulders, and she nodded while responding breathlessly, “Yes.” She rolled her hips into the angel’s touch.
Smiling at me, Kinley had a spark in her eyes. “See?” Her sapphire hues shifted back to Christina and slid a hand onto the girl’s neck. “Are you going to come all over my fingers like a good little human?”
My hand paused midshaft on my dick as Kinley began to squeeze the girl’s throat, her other hand moving vigorously between Christina’s thighs.
More aroused moans escaped from the human, both of her hands lifting to hold onto Kinley’s wrist of the hand around her throat. “Please, don’t let me burn like them,” she begged as a tear rolled from the corner of her eye down her cheek.
My body went rigid at the oddly timed and phrased response. Kinley’s eyes went from holding a predatory heat to a blank stare. Her jaw ticked as she clenched her teeth together.
Christina’s whimpers of pleasure began to bear the sound of struggling gasps from diminishing oxygen.
“Love,” I said forcefully, trying to snag her attention. “You'll be liable to break one of your favorite toys if you keep squeezing her neck like that.” I didn’t want to see her have to replace this one, too. Not after she had told me how much she thought this one was for sure the best yet.
There was no response from Kinley as she refused to stop, even silencing the girl’s moans with a rough kiss. The color on Christina’s face changed from pale to the lightest shade of blue beginning to creep in.
Bollocks.
Not wanting to resort to violence, I chose the only other acceptable alternative when it came to getting Kinley out of her mind. Using my speed, I stood behind my little blondie, pulling her off of her house servant with my demon strength.
Christina smartly scrambled to her feet, choking on the sudden influx of air into her lungs, and fled the room.
Not giving my fallen angel time to fight me on it, I tossed her roughly onto the floor. Her back hit the ground with a loud thunk. Throwing myself down on top of her, I secured her hands above her head, prepared to fuck her until her mind pieced itself back together.