Chapter Four
Votra
This wasn’t the sort of thing Votra did. She’d never in her life hooked up with a stranger at a party—hell, talking to strangers at parties was hard enough for her.
But now, she was letting a pretty human that she’d met maybe an hour ago lead her back to her bedroom in the middle of a party that showed no signs of slowing down. She was all too aware of the feeling of Candy’s hand in hers as they weaved through Xyxy’s apartment.
Candy’s bedroom was tucked back in a hallway off the living room; a tiny, dark room with nothing but a bed against one wall and a dresser against the opposite one.
Suitcases lined the wall next to the door.
She supposed she should feel honored that Candy liked her enough to sleep with her before she’d even unpacked her things.
And she did. She felt very honored that someone who looked like Candy was even entertaining this with her.
Honestly, Votra couldn’t remember the last time someone had initiated sex with her.
When she and Zeele were together, intimacy was off the table most of the time.
She never turned Votra down when she propositioned her for alone time, but it always felt like she was doing it out of obligation.
This didn’t feel like an obligation. Candy wanted this—her skin was hot with want as she pressed herself against Votra, capturing her lips in a searing kiss. Votra pushed Candy against the door, allowing her hands the honor of finally trailing down Candy’s soft body.
“We can’t have sex while you’re wearing that mask,” Candy managed. She reached up to untangle the string of Votra’s mask from her head, her horns making it a little more difficult. “It’ll ruin my favorite movie forever.”
“What, do you think I will be so bad that you will remember our terrible sex every time you watch it?” Votra asked, her voice teasing, but there was truth behind her words. She was out of practice, and Candy was incredibly out of her league.
“No, I’m worried that I’ll get horny every time I watch it because I’ll be thinking about you.
” Candy tossed Votra’s mask to the floor, her words making Votra’s cock stir.
“But I think it might be too late for that anyway. Every time I watch it, I’m gonna be wishing the Phantom had a few slutty little buttons undone, too.
” Their height difference allowed Candy direct access to Votra’s slightly exposed chest. She planted slow, hot kisses on Votra’s breastbone, who trembled at the contact.
“Slutty little buttons? I only had them unbuttoned because I cannot stand the feeling of buttons against my throat.”
“Keep doing it. It’s sexy.” Candy undid the rest of Votra’s buttons with urgency and pushed her shirt off her. She didn’t attempt to hide the fact that she was drinking Votra in, eyes sparkling with interest. “God, you’re pretty.”
Votra was definitely hard now. She untied the cloak from around Candy’s throat and it pooled on the floor at her heeled feet. The next thing she removed was Candy’s shirt, and the sight before her nearly made her heart stop.
Candy’s breasts were practically spilling out of her bra, a cute dot of dark pigment nestled between them.
“Come here,” Votra breathed, moving back towards the bed.
She perched on the edge, allowing Candy to slide her thigh between Votra’s.
The friction against Votra’s painfully erect cock drew a hiss from her.
Votra dipped her head lower to trail kisses along Candy’s chest now that she could finally reach it.
Her skin was soft and smelled sweet, like sugared fruit.
She nipped at the sensitive skin, and Candy whimpered, pressing herself into Votra’s thigh.
Her hips moved against the bony plate that protected the top of Votra’s thigh.
She thought about letting Candy use her to get off—it felt incredible, and it allowed Votra the opportunity to focus on the gorgeous breasts that were now being practically shoved in her face.
She unclasped Candy’s bra and Candy immediately shrugged it off.
Greedily, Votra took both into her hands; they fit perfectly, and she swiped a testing thumb across Candy’s nipple.
Candy’s movements against Votra’s thighs increased in speed, in desperation, her hips seeking more and more friction, which Votra took as a good sign.
Gods, she looked beautiful like this. Votra was certain she could come just watching Candy ride her to her own release.
“Go on, use me,” Votra whispered, her voice husky with need.
She bit back a groan of her own, suffocating it by pressing her lips against Candy’s skin.
Her mouth found those perfect, sensitive nipples, and she swirled her tongue around the bud.
She pushed her thigh up against Candy, who answered by draping her arms around Votra’s neck, tossing her head back as a litany of moans filled the air between them.
Candy’s thighs tightened around Votra’s as she came, pressing herself harder still against her as she milked the last of her orgasm.
She fought to catch her breath and gave Votra’s shoulder a weak shove.
“Fuck, I wasn’t trying to come just dry-humping your leg,” she groaned, resting her forehead against Votra’s shoulder. “That was embarrassing.”
What was embarrassing was how close Votra was to coming in her pants.
She was glad she’d managed to hold it back, because she wasn’t sure she’d ever be able to face Candy again if she had.
“Do not be embarrassed. I thought it was incredibly hot,” Votra chuckled, gasping slightly when Candy extricated herself from her legs.
“It didn’t help that I could feel you against my leg the entire time,” Candy said, capturing her lower lip between her teeth.
“It’s kinda sexy that you got that hard just watching me fuck myself on top of you.
” She sank to her knees on the floor in front of Votra, pushing her knees apart and sliding her hands along Votra’s inner thighs.
“Can I take these off you?” She toyed with the button of Votra’s pants before she had the chance to answer, peering up at Votra through thick, long eyelashes.
The sight of Candy on her knees alone was nearly enough to send Votra over the edge.
“Yes, please,” she breathed, lifting her hips to help Candy slide her slacks down.
The thin fabric of her underwear was barely restraining her throbbing cock at this point, and when Candy pressed her lips to it, Votra balled the blanket beneath them into her fists.
Votra couldn’t stop herself from moving her hips up against Candy’s mouth, silently goading to move faster. The corner of Candy’s kiss-swollen lips turned into a smirk as she pulled away.
Votra groaned at the loss of contact, but Candy’s hands replaced her mouth, pulling her cock free from her underwear. She pressed herself into Candy’s hand, not bothering to stop her impatient moans.
The head of Votra’s cock was soft and flared, leading into her long, thick length roped with the same keratinous tissue that lined her jaw. The lines of harder tissue were dotted with sensitive nerves that came to life under Candy’s touch.
She couldn’t stop herself from sliding her hand down to tangle her fingers in that beautiful, silky pink hair as Candy’s mouth finally, mercifully returned to her. Candy’s tongue swirled over her slit and it took everything in Votra not to come right then.
She took Votra into her mouth—only the head at first, her hand coming up to grip the base of her cock.
Candy’s mouth was warm, soft, inviting, and Votra resisted the urge to push herself further into it.
She didn’t know how much of this humans could handle, and the last thing she wanted to do was choke her.
But Candy took her deeper, managing about half of her length before she stopped. Her hot, wet mouth stimulated the sensitive nerves lining her cock, and she laid her head back, the pressure of her orgasm blooming deep inside her.
Candy’s motions on her stopped, and she pulled her mouth from Votra in a downright lewd way. “Not yet,” she murmured, trailing a torturous hand along Votra’s length before rising to her feet.
“Candy, please.” The plea rose from her naturally. She would grovel on her knees for the feeling of Candy’s mouth on her again.
Candy moved into Votra’s lap, Votra’s desperate, dripping cock flush against her abdomen between them. Candy was pressed against her just hard enough to send a jolt of pleasure through her, but not enough to actually quell the need.
She rose just long enough to push her jeans down her hips, revealing her thick, creamy thighs, white streaks of thin, glossy skin rippling across them. Her underwear came down next, and Candy straddled her again, her arousal hot and slick against Votra’s thigh.
Votra dipped her hand between Candy’s legs, and Candy cried out, her head tipping back. The moans falling from Candy’s lips were delightful; ragged, demanding, Votra’s name tumbling out between them. Her finger circled Candy’s clit slowly, teasingly, wresting desperate moans from Candy.
But she wanted to make Candy squirm, just as she had to Votra. She withdrew her hand just as Candy’s thighs started to clench around her. “Votra!” she protested between shallow breaths.
She maneuvered Candy around so that she was against the bed and moved down to rest between Candy’s legs.
She peppered kisses down the length of her soft stomach, selfishly taking her time.
Candy’s breath hitched as Votra continued her journey down her, past the thatch of wiry, curled hair, to her pussy that so desperately waited for her.
Votra gave her one slow lick and Candy’s moans were suddenly muffled.
Maybe she was right to cover her mouth—there was an entire party of people just outside the door. Selfishly, Votra wanted to hear it all.