Chapter 21
CHAPTER 21
LORELEI
G laring at myself one last time in the mirror, I curse my insecurities. It’s like this dance that I have whenever I’m dressing for something important to me. Are my hips too wide, or is this dress too slutty?
Or worse, is it too demure?!
“Wow,” Samael says, sitting up in bed. He’s been listening to me agonize over my body, and I think he’s sick of it. “I’m jealous of that dress, Lorelei.”
Smirking, I smooth my hands down the material. The top is crisscrossed over my breasts before tying behind my neck, and the skirt hits mid thigh with a corded belt around my waist. It's olive green and sleeveless, perfect for the spring day.
Taking a deep breath, I remind myself that I look pretty. My makeup is understated, done in neutral tones, my lip gloss a light pink. Since the weather is getting warmer, I bought myself a pair of cute sandals that fit well too. I’m fine, even though my palms are sweaty and my heart is pounding.
“Why are you so nervous?” he asks, standing in a smooth movement before walking over to me.
“It’s so silly,” I grouse. “This isn’t my first time having a first date.”
“No, but it is the first date with a monster who fucked his hand and came in your lotion… Ah, fuck,” he mutters.
“He, no. Samael, you’re fucking with me, right? How do you even know that?” I ask, turning to face him.
Granted, I have to look way up, but I want answers.
“I have a really hard time keeping secrets from you. I’m going to blame the bonding, but really I just hate keeping shit from you,” he groans. “Alecto had it taken to the lab because it was really gross looking. We wanted to make sure there wasn’t something wrong with it since you used it so often.”
“Have I ever used it after he used it to… Fuck, how did that even happen?” I gasp.
“I don’t know that part. All I know is what Alecto told me about the lab results,” Samael says, hiding a smile.
It’s a little funny, but oh my god.
“Now I have to go on this date,” I mutter as the knock sounds on the door.
“You look beautiful, and look at it this way: he wanted you so badly, he drained his knot in your lotion,” he says, chuckling. “Have fun.”
I hate you.
“ I love you more,” Samael says through the bond as I huff. “If he doesn’t give you orgasms, I will be more than willing to.”
“Who said romance was dead,” I giggle. “Should I bring my phone?”
“No, we’ll find you if it’s necessary,” he says. “Stop stalling.”
Making a face at him, I leave my nest to go see Bast, who looks amazing. He’s wearing dark washed jeans, boots, and a button down short sleeved deep blue shirt that makes my mouth water as I eat up his thick thighs and corded muscles. I have a thing for gorgeous monsters, even if they do have a trail of red flags following them.
“Hi,” I murmur with a smile.
“Hi yourself,” he says with a grin, his arm encircling my waist as he lifts me to give me a quick kiss on the lips. His fangs gleam against his skin, his freckles on proud display. “Are you ready?”
“I am,” I say. “Are you going to let me walk today?”
“That’s up in the air,” he teases me, though he does place my feet back on the ground. “It’s more fun to carry you around.”
“I’m sure you could tie her to your body the way they do kids,” Samael says with a wry grin, having followed me out.
“No!” I groan. “Please don’t give him any ideas.”
Bast chuckles under his breath as he shakes his head.
“We should go, I have food in the truck,” he says. “I’ll have her back by like six-thirty. I have a private music lesson right after.”
“You still do those?” Phenex asks.
“Contrary to popular belief, a private music lesson is not code for a hook-up with a student,” Bast complains.
“What?” I ask, confused.
“Let’s preface this with the fact that I don’t sleep with my students,” he says. “You’re very different, Lorelei. As my omega, it just is. I offer private lessons for voice students struggling to hit certain notes or my orchestra students who are having trouble with a piece of music. It never goes beyond the music.”
“However, there are other music and theater teachers who use private lessons as an excuse to bang their students,” Phenex says, amused. “Just making sure you’re taking care of our girl.”
Lord save me from overbearing boyfriends, though they’re adorable.
I’m not even jealous, because while I’ve seen people stare at Bast like he hung the moon, he treats everyone the same.
“I’m sure he plans to,” I say, waiting on Bast.
“Absolutely,” he says, his hand on my shoulders as he guides me out of the apartment.
“Bye!” I call over my shoulder as we walk out.
“Have fun,” Phenex says, smirking as he closes the door behind us.
“Are you upset about what he said?” Bast asks.
“Not in the least. I’ve seen the way you interact with students,” I explain. “You don’t seem like the type of professor who would use private lessons as an excuse to have sex with them.”
“Good,” he breathes. “I thought I’d need to give you an orgasm to get it out of your system if you were.”
Laughing, I toss my hair over my shoulder. “So you’re saying that’s off the table?”
“Minx,” he mutters.
We pass by Valaria as we walk across the lobby, her eyes heavy on us as Bast opens the main door for me.
“It’ll just have to wait until I can make you scream in the woods,” he says, his lips full as he smiles.
Yes, please.
BAST
Lorelei has her head in my lap after lunch, gazing up at the sky as she lays out on the blanket I brought with me. While she looks up at the fluffy clouds, I stare at her. The sky is a darker shade of blue than her eyes, her blonde hair curling over my lap.
“I never have the time to just look up,” she murmurs, “and enjoy the day.”
“I think every hour tends to be spoken for,” I tease her, lifting a curl to watch the way the breeze drifts through it. “Do you think of yourself as a perfectionist?”
“Me?” she asks. She sounds so surprised, I can’t help but laugh in wonder.
“Of course you,” I murmur.
“I don’t think I’m a perfectionist. I don’t think anyone really can be when they’re in survival mode so often,” she explains. “I work ahead in case my life is hijacked, because it inevitably is.”
“The musical is over in a couple of weeks,” I say, feeling awful that I’m a hijacker. I didn’t realize how crazy her days were before I forced her into it. “I’m sure your understudy would take over if it’ll help to take this off your plate.”
“What?” she asks, sitting up. The curl I was holding slips away, and her eyes are pinched in consternation. “No, I mean it would, but now I’m invested. I want to be in the musical.”
“Well okay then,” I say with a shrug. “I’m looking forward to fucking you afterward. I always have all of this energy after watching a performance.”
“You keep teasing me with your dick,” she says, clambering into my lap. “It’s not nice to tease.”
“We’re always in a public place,” I murmur, dropping my lips to devour hers. Her whimper makes me groan, and I squeeze her ass as I continue to kiss her.
I really love when she pulls my hair. I’m into the sting of pain, and when she bites my lip, I move so that her body is underneath me.
“Feeling playful, I see,” I murmur. My tail ghosts up her leg, flicking her skirt up until I find that she’s not wearing panties. “Lorelei.”
My lips curve wickedly as I kiss down her neck, pulling the tie holding the top of her dress until it comes apart and slides down to expose her breasts. We’re in a park in the middle of the woods, overlooking a pretty body of water.
I’m watching for gators, but we haven’t seen any. The day is beautiful, I just need some dessert before we head back. I don’t know what’s holding me off from having sex with Lorelei. It could be a multitude of things.
The biggest one is that I don’t think I deserve her.
Sucking hard on her nipple, I hold my weight off her with my forearm as I push her legs open with my other hand so my tail has room to play. Her sweet pussy is already slick and wet, her clit begging for attention.
My teeth carefully tease her nipple, and she squeals as I slap her clit with the flat of my tail.
“Bast,” she gasps, her fingers tangling in my hair as she pulls me closer to her. “More. Please.”
Fuck, I love when she calls me by my name.
“Does your greedy little cunt want to be spanked again?” I ask, my tongue wrapping around her nipple to pull on it as I spank her clit again.
Her scream makes my cock thicken with desire, her scent rising in the air. That’s the other reason I brought her to the middle of nowhere. We can play, and there’s no one who can hear us. I can make her come, perfume for me, and cry out for more here.
Fuck, I don’t think I’ll ever be able to get enough.
“Bast,” she whimpers. “Ah, that feels so good.”
Wrapping my tongue like this allows me to tug and suck on her nipple as I push my fingers into the channel of her cunt.
“Fuck,” I grunt, the word slurred because I’m still torturing her nipple with my tongue. Releasing her, I drag my bottom lip across my teeth as I continue to pump my fingers inside of her. “Are you going to be a good girl and come on my fingers?”
“Only if you promise to come with me,” she moans.
Pushing her dress up farther, I get up to sit on my heels to gaze at how rosy her skin is. Her fingers are twisting in the blanket, her legs spread wide.
“I want to paint your skin with my cum,” I confess, curling my fingers as I feel the perfect, spongy spot inside of her cunt.
“Ah,” she cries out. “Yes, yes, don’t stop.”
Swallowing hard, I let my tail play along her skin, slapping at her breasts so they’ll bounce while I lift her ass up so I can eat her pussy out.
“Look at all of this cream, all for me,” I growl, licking and sucking her sensitive bundle of nerve endings as I feast on her slick and cunt.
Fuck, I need her to come before I do. I fully plan to coat all of this smooth skin with my release.
Since I let go of Lorelei’s legs now that I’m between them, I’m unprepared for when her thighs clamp down on my head and her heels dig into my broad back and shoulders. I love it though, I will gladly perish from asphyxiation between her sweet thighs, and being drowned by her slick.
Her hips grind on my tongue and lips as I fuck her with my fingers. She’s taking them like such a good girl, her cunt stretching so well.
“I think… I’m close… oh fuck!” she yells, her body shuddering as her legs tighten so much she cuts off my oxygen. Her slick explodes all over my face as she comes, her pussy strangling my fingers.
Her body collapses underneath me as she finishes, her lashes twitching over her cheeks.
“Did you pass out on me?” I ask with a slightly panicked laugh, reaching out to check her pulse.
My phone begins to ring, and a single glance shows that it’s Phenex. I answer, because if I don’t, Samael is sure to track us down.
“She’s fine,” I sigh, breathing hard as I pull out my cock and slowly fist it. “She passed out after her orgasm.”
“Please don’t kill her,” Phenex says drolly. “The first time you fuck her probably shouldn’t be while she’s passed out on your dick.”
“I’m not fucking her,” I mutter. “You’re welcome to clean her up after I cover her in my cum, though.”
Hanging up, I lean over her, my hand gently squeezing her tit as I continue to fist my cock. The black crown is already weeping with precum as I play with my pretty doll, the rise and fall of her chest causing her breasts to bounce slightly.
“So fucking beautiful,” I murmur, wondering if I can make her come while she’s asleep.
Her legs are spread apart, her cunt pink and swollen. Fuck, I’m going to hell for this.
Pulling her legs up onto my spread thighs, I ignore the slick on my chin outside of using my tongue to lick up her release. Fuck, I could taste her for every meal and never get enough.
Holding my dick, I slide it over her arousal, getting it nice and wet as I bump it over her clit. Lorelei whimpers but doesn’t wake up, and I slowly release my held breath.
I wonder if she’ll wake up if I push just the tip of my cock inside of her tight cunt?
Fuck, I don’t think I can restrain myself. Damn, does it count as our first time if I still pull out and she’s passed out the entire time?
My morals simply don’t exist when it comes to this gorgeous omega.
Notching the crown of my cock at her entrance, I take a breath as I attempt to stay quiet. Fuck, she is so warm…
My thumb rubs her clit as I push into her cunt, my tail wrapping around her waist to hold her slightly suspended in the air as my eyes roll. My emotions run wild as I watch her face, peaceful and sweet as I desecrate her pussy.
“There will never be anyone else for me,” I rasp, grunting as I pull her farther onto my dick with my tail. My hips pump forward slightly, my eyes moving between my disappearing slick cock and Lorelei’s face.
Her lips part as she begins to breathe slightly faster, her slick pushing out of her cunt to coat my dick. She’s every wet dream I’ve ever had, only better because she’s real. My thumb is controlling how close she gets to her next orgasm as I roll it over her clit, while I hold her hip with the rest of my hand.
Fisting the base of my dick, I jack off as I fuck Lorelei. Her tiny whine makes my body shudder with need.
“You’re so fucking pretty, laying there while I make you feel good,” I purr. The rumble of my chest keeps her calm and sleeping, while her nipples could cut diamonds with how tight and sharp they appear. “You’re close again, aren’t you? So goddamned greedy.”
“Bast,” she whines, making me freeze despite my need. My dick pulses inside its new home, begging me to sink deeper inside of her cunt.
I can’t, though. I’ll never have the strength to pull out if I do. My knot is already swelling, begging me to fuck her with it. God, I can’t. No.
I just need to experience a small piece of heaven. Just this perfect…
“Fuck,” I groan, pulling her further down my dick. My large, black mushroom head is stretching her pussy, and an inch or two of my cock is as well.
It’s just enough. My restraint is shredding, though. I need her to come with me.
“Lorelei,” I whisper. “Drench me in your cum, baby. Let go for me. I know you’re close.”
Her fingers twitch as she whines, but remains asleep as I feel her clench around my crown.
“That’s it, baby. Such a good student,” I sigh, leaning into the kink. “Give me what I want. We’ll both feel better.”
Her mouth drops open as she hisses, and I pinch her clit without thought, pushing her over the edge with a scream.
Fuck, fuck, fuck. My hips have a mind of their own as I thrust forward, and my vision threatens to fail as I begin to cum. I know I have to pull out. I know, yet it’s so difficult to leave the warmth of her cunt.
Her walls are already painted with my cum, but I manage to ease out of her channel to finish pumping my release all over her thighs, stomach and pussy. Sleepily, she shivers, blinking awake to watch as I jerk off over her skin.
“I guess this is better than the lotion bottle,” she says with a yawn, short circuiting my brain.
Never trust a monster with a secret.