9. Gracie
Chapter 9
Gracie
I don't think I chose wisely.
Pretty sure if I did, then I wouldn't be hesitant about entering my room, where Valphan stood at the closet door, crowding the opening with his menacing grin while beckoning me toward him with a clawed finger.
Swallowing the nervous lump in my throat, I glued my feet to the floor right outside the door to my room. Steeling my nerves, I defiantly shook my head at him while shaking in my panties.
I had no one but myself to blame for this situation because Valphan gave me two very clear options. Stupidly, just to spite him, I picked the one that involved me wasting a few hours of my life with another man who did nothing but disappoint me. Yeah, those few hours could have been better spent at home on my computer, or hell, it would have been better wasted on Valphan.
"Come on, my little pink princess," he cooed with the most twisted, fang-bearing smile ever, "You can't stand there forever."
"Yes, I can," I remarked defiantly with a stomp of my foot and a scowl.
Then, an idea crossed my mind, causing my lips to curl upward. "Actually, I think I need to break in the guest bed, make sure it's nice and slept in."
Seeing the way Valphan's lips pressed into a tight, flat line made mine widen with victory.
Two can play at this game.
"Well, goodnight, Fawny!" I teased with an overabundant giggle, turning on my heel with the extra effect of a hair flick in his direction.
Instead of forward, I found my body moving backward, with a shriek erupting from my throat. My ass hit the hard floor with a winded grunt before my body was dragged over to my doom.
With my back pressed flat against the ground, the shadow hands practically chained me to the ground right outside the closet. The soft light from the lamp in my room darkened with Valphan's shadow as he stepped over me like a conqueror would over his victim to be killed. "Oh, it'll definitely be a good night for me." His voice sounded deeper and sinister from down here, causing me to shiver and gasp.
Panic and excitement chased each other through my body the more I shrunk under Valphan's dark gaze while struggling against my restraints, which were rather soft. Strangely, they felt like soft leather bindings against my silky-smooth skin. It was odd to me because usually, his shadows felt rougher, harder, sometimes as hard as steel, while other times they felt almost like flesh.
His leather pants creaked with his slow downward lean to hover his face inches above mine. The moonlight streaming in from the window and the lamp's light bounced off his gnarly fangs as he grinned excitedly at me. "The only thing that will be broken in tonight, is you."
Words escaped with my sharp gasp from the suddenness of my dress being torn off my body by his clawed hand. "H-hey! That dress was expensive." And I liked it too.
"I'll get you a new one if it bothers you that much." He commented with a roll of his eyes before kissing me deeply with a small groan. "Can't wait to see your juicy ass shake with your body while you come." His hot words washed over my shivering lips as I felt my legs spreading and bending at the knees with some force from the tendrils.
His words sent chills down to my soul, making my body tense as my panic kicked my body into a fight or flight mode from the thought of having my virginity taken away in a crude manner like this. "Valphan, please, I don't want to have sex." Desperation dripped off every pleading word as I looked at him wide-eyed. My chest heaved with my quickened breaths as I nervously laid there helplessly spread before him in nothing but my bra and matching panties.
Frowning softly, Valphan reached and stroked my face tenderly while shushing me. "I will do no such thing tonight or any other night, not until you beg me to make you bleed with my cock and willingly spread your legs wide for me like the good girl you are deep down." How the hell could he sound so sweet but crude and hot at the same time like that? It wasn't fair. I should be totally creeped out and turned off by that, not shuddering and getting wet at the thought of whatever monstrosity he hid in his pants claiming my innocent body.
"W-well, I don't want you touching me! You don't have my consent to lay a single finger on me." Surely, I thought that would have been the end since he said he wasn't one to do something without consent. Yet, he only smiled warmly at me briefly as he studied my face like an artist would their model.
Then, his smile softened into a devilish smirk as he sat back against the closet door frame with his arms loosely crossed. "As you wish, my Gracie." He didn't budge one bit as he sat there smugly.
Now, I expected to feel the pressure ease off my limbs, for my body to be free to tackle and beat his ass, but no. The little movement that did happen was only for a pillow and a few blankets to be slipped under me for some makeshift bed, but then it was back on the ground, still spread wide and trapped by these stupid shadow tendrils!
"Fawny, I swear, if you don't release me this instant." My voice trailed out with my nonexistent threat hanging on my tongue. I couldn't do jack shit tied down like this, and I couldn't free myself, not unless Valphan allowed it.
"Va-aaah!" The feeling of something rubbing against my covered sex made me flinch and yelp from the increasing pressure.
Reluctantly, I bucked my hips away, well, tried to. I didn't have much wiggle room with how firm the shadows kept me locked down, and when I tried to move my hips away, a thick rope of shadow wrapped itself around my waist and hip to keep it still. Craning my head up, I winced at the burning stretch biting the back of my neck. "Valphan! Don't touch me!" I spat at him through gritted teeth.
Fuck.
The wooden floors creaked with pain as my nails scraped against them from my fingers and toes curling. Pleasure bloomed from my core as a result of a shadow hand stroking the length of my sex from top to bottom with the occasional circling of my aching clit.
It was hard not to enjoy this, and I felt a little guilty for it. But… I needed it. It had been a while since I gave myself a release.
No! No! Do not get off from a freaking shadow!
Fighting the tides of pleasure washing over my body, I threw my head back down against the pillow, groaning a bit from the soft thud of the impact. "I told you not to touch me!" I strained out through my clenched jaw.
The air warmed with his amused laughter. "And I am not."
Peering around my bent leg, I scoffed and rolled my eyes at the sight of his relaxed and arrogant face. Tension scrunched my face up until I was scowling and glaring at the damn demon. "Yes, you are." I bit out with emphasis on each word.
Sighing softly, as if this whole thing were a joke to him, he began to fiddle around with the waistband of his pants. "As you can clearly see, I am sitting quite a ways from you, and in no way is any part of my body in contact with you."
Fucking smartass.
What happened next had my eyes going so wide that I thought they'd pop out of my head. His roaring laughter blurred into the background because I was too horrified at the sight of his dick—his inhuman dick!
Okay, I probably shouldn't be shocked because Stella told me about Kastoron's tool below and how it wasn't normal. She also went into great detail about his size and how it looked. Honestly, I probably shouldn't be as shocked as I am right now, but hearing about demon dick and then actually seeing one was a totally different ball game.
Also, Valphan's dick looked nothing like Kastoron's from what Stella's described. I think she said Kastoron's was lined with ridges, which was definitely not the case with Valphan. Dude was huge; that part was accurate. I mean, it was hard to judge from the slight distance, but pretty sure he was the size of my forearm. Ten inches, maybe twelve? Longer? Either way, he was long and thick with a thick ass mushroom head as a tip. Now, the size wasn't what got me too much; it was the build.
His fucking penis was bumpy as shit! Long rows of bumps, all varying in sizes, stretched from his tip down to his base in a wavy line. Yeah, if it wasn't attached to him, then it could pass as an exotic toy or a fetish toy, but the fact it was real really tripped me up.
"Like what you see, cupcake?" Valphan teased me with a loud laugh as he took ahold of his member in his large hand after spitting into it and stroked it slowly before my very eyes.
Words and saliva pooled in my needy mouth as I stared shamelessly at him, lazily stroking himself. I was too stunned to think of anything good to throw back at him. If anything, I'd make a damn fool of myself if I opened my mouth and drooled like a starving dog staring at a bone.
"If you want it, then all you have to do is beg for it." The way his taunting words dipped so lowly with his darkening gaze sent a wave of arousal through my heightened body, causing me to squirm in my spot while my pussy clenched around nothing in need.
Shutting my eyes tight, I forced myself to turn away from the temptation. "It won't fit." I whimpered, letting the fear of the thing impaling me and ripping me apart send my mind back to reality. "You'll kill me if you put that thing inside of me."
Apparently, he must have thought it funny because he bellowed a laugh that shook the room. "Your friend and Kastoron are alive and well, and no doubt he fucks her as much as I'm going to fuck you." Rolling his eyes, Valphan slouched a little as the sounds of him pleasuring himself continued to fill the room. "There are spells of protection to make it possible for you to take me and not break. Don't worry about such trivial things. I'll take care of you from start to finish and beyond."
Okay, I had to give him some credit for his last words. They were teeth rotting sweet to me. Fucking melted my resistance like chocolate on a stovetop. Damn demon, how dare he be so fucking smooth.
No! No. Don't give in. Just bear through it. He'll get bored and release you eventually.
Staring up at my ceiling, I tried my best to lose myself by counting the popcorn. Unfortunately, Valphan didn't let that happen.
A sharp gasp straightened my spine at the sound of clothes ripping and the feeling of cold air hitting my wet, throbbing cunt. "Valphan!" I squeaked in protest as I instinctively tried to close my legs to keep myself decent.
Shudders raked my body at the smooth sound of Valphan's deep chuckle. "My, my, what a lovely cunt you have, my mate. So plump and perfectly wet, just begging to be stuffed full." I could hear his deep groan and his breath picking up in pace. "You're going to look so divine stretched tight around my cock."
Now, I couldn't help myself from letting out a moan of my own as my mind flashed with images of my legs spread wide and him on top of me. The phantom feeling of him bullying my tight walls with his thickness had my hips bucking at the shadow hand, rubbing my cunt for more friction as my body burned needily for him.
My hardened nipples scraped against the fabric of my bra with each heave of my chest. With each rub of the shadow hand, combined with the fantasies in my mind and stimulated nipples, my orgasm piqued faster than I anticipated. The telltale sign of my stomach turning into knots caught me off guard because of how fast it came on, and before I knew it, I was—
"Fuck! No!"
Frustrated as fuck.