Chapter 13
DEMON
We need to stop making a habit of this.
You’re the one who came here.
Well it was your suggestion.
And you’re the one with the legs,motherfucker .
We twist our head, looking towards the mirror to the far side of the bedroom and glaring at our reflection, as if to shut us up.
But the other inside of us pulls at our lips, forcing a wild, savage grin to our face.
Where you go, we go.
With a grunt, we pull our gaze away from our reflection in the pink-framed mirror. We didn’t come here to argue with ourselves. Nor did we come here to look at us.
We came for her.
And right now, we’re glad we did.
Evelina looks, frankly, like she got fucked and put away wet. She’s sprawled on the edge of her pink and white four-poster bed, the gauzy curtains open, her feet flat on the ground and the rest of her slumped back across the duvet, as if she sat down for a moment and then blacked out.
She’s also delightfully naked.
Our cock twitches, instantly swelling to iron, tenting the front of our jeans. Our eyes slide over her, drinking in the gorgeous view of her pert, small tits, marred and branded with our bruises, bites, scratches, and…
Our brow furrows as we lean over, wet our finger, and swipe it through the drying white stuff streaked across her right breast. Evelina whimpers quietly in her sleep, shifting a little as her nipples tighten to two points. We bring our finger back to our lips and lick it tentatively.
Hmm. We were right.
It’s our cum.
We growl quietly, tracing our gaze over the rest of her battered, delectably marred body. Our eyes settle between her slightly spread thighs, staring at her swollen, pink, freshly fucked pussy.
That’s OUR fucking pussy now. Finders fucking keepers.
We linger on her sweet little cunt for another few delicious seconds, reaching down to stroke our cock through our jeans. Then our gaze slips over the rest of her: the cum still streaked across her torso. The leaves in her hair. The remnants of slickness still on her fingers…
We grin hungrily.
It appears our little princess came home, touched herself like a bad girl, and then passed out before she could shower.
How good of her.
Our mouth salivates as we drop to our knees, then lean close and push hers apart.
Fuck.
Such a pretty little cunt. It looks even prettier all swollen and red from being deflowered and fucked into oblivion by our big cock earlier.
Next time, we’ll have to come inside her.
Agreed.
We’ll come in all her holes and claim every fucking part of her.
No argument here.
We push her thighs a little further apart, leaning close and groaning hungrily as we inhale the sweet, delectable scent.
It’s like honey and sin. A drug we fucking ache for.
Evelina stirs slightly but doesn’t wake when we swipe our tongue over her pussy. We do it again, pushing our tongue between her swollen lips and dragging it up between them. We push it in deep, growling quietly, our hard dick leaking into our boxers as we tongue-fuck her.
Her soft, sleepy moans fill the room. Her hips start to move slightly, rocking against our mouth as we force our tongue deep inside her pussy.
We reach down, yanking our belt open and tugging down the zipper.
A relieved groan tumbles from our mouth, muffled by her inner thigh, as we free our swollen cock and start to stroke it.
Our tongue slides up her lips, dancing and swirling over her hard clit before we wrap our lips around it.
Our tongue swirls and dances, sucking and licking and nibbling as we stroke our thick cock harder and faster. She’s moaning and whimpering, still asleep, but her hips still rising and rolling so eagerly against our mouth.
Even in sleep, she’s such a good little fuck toy.
We tongue her clit faster, harder, adding more suction, letting the tip dance over her aching bud. Suddenly, a broken, whimpered cry falls from her lips. Her body tenses up, and we groan eagerly as her sweet cum floods our mouth.
In a haze, we stand between her spread thighs and pull her tight little ass right to the edge of the bed.
She was so tight earlier—so tight that we swore her cunt would break our dick off when we were trying to get inside her pretty fuck hole. She’s still tight, of course, but either from being fucked earlier, or else from our tongue just now, it’s a little easier to fit our swollen head inside her.
We won’t fuck her as hard as we want to, because that would wake her, and we’re not sure she’s ready to meet us.
But that’s okay.
Somehow, we restrain ourselves to shallow thrusts, pushing our bulging head in and out of her slick, velvety cumhole. Our thumb rolls over her clit, moving faster as her hips roll and her sleeping face caves with pleasure.
“Yessss…” she whimpers. “Moooore.”
It literally takes every ounce of our control to not ram ourselves balls-deep inside her when she says that.
Dreaming of us, are we, princess?
We rub our thumb harder over her clit, adding pressure as we force a bit more of our dick into her hot, tight cunt. Suddenly, her whimpers echo through the room as her body shudders.
Feeling her come around the head of our cock is more than we can take. With a low groan, we slide out of her and erupt, sending sticky white cum splattering on her pussy, her thighs, and all over her stomach. We stroke harder, grunting as another hot rope lands across her tits and up her neck.
The room goes back to being utterly silent as we stand there, slowly stroking our still-hard cock and grinning at the mess we’ve made of her.
We reach over, scooping up some of our cum with our fingers and bringing it to her mouth. We smear it across her lips, and our cock twitches and leaks more cum onto the floor when her tongue lazily slides out to lick it off.
Evelina whimpers softly in her sleep, twisting slightly with a smile on her face. Her legs close again, and we groan when she squeezes her thighs together.
“So gooooood,” she mumbles. “You feel so good…more…”
We groan as we wrap our hand around our pulsing, thickening cock.
“Mooooore…”
Someone’s about to get fucked awake.
We start to move toward her.
“Ethan.”
Her brow furrows.
“Ethannn…”
We go stock still.
A black cloud rolls across our mind. Our eyes laser in on her, our mouth a thin line of cold fury as we tuck our cock back into our jeans and zip up.
We need to find this fucking Ethan so we can rip his spine out through his mouth and make his corpse dance like a fucking marionette.
Agreed.
We take one long last look at her.
Then we’re gone.