Chapter 15
Chapter
Fifteen
Bokkan
As I lay my female on the mattress, I urged her to roll over on her back.
Her brown eyes had darkened with desire, and they were heavy and hot as she looked up at me.
There was a pink flush to her cheeks. The sugared lemon scent of her had deepened with her arousal and climax, so thick I could nearly taste it.
Looking down at her, I pressed a hand over my aching shaft, shifting it in my trousers. Her eyes dropped to the movement and stayed on my cock.
To end the temptation to rip the trousers from my body and beg her to touch me, I gripped the front of the shirt she wore. My borrowed shirt.
“I want to see you,” I said.
She stared up at me but didn’t move.
“Can I remove this?” I asked her, voicing my thoughts more clearly.
“Yes.”
As soon as she spoke, I tore the shirt up the middle.
The fabric fell to her sides, revealing her form to me.
A primitive rumble started in my chest again at the sight.
Her breasts were larger and softer than any I’d ever seen before.
Her skin was so pale that I could see blue veins beneath the surface.
Delicate pink nipples tightened beneath my gaze, and my mouth watered. I wanted to taste them.
“May I touch you here?” I asked, lifting a hand toward her breasts.
“Yes.”
My eyes moved back to hers. “With my mouth too?”
Leda wiggled on the bed, and the scent of her arousal bloomed around us. Still, I waited for her verbal agreement.
“Yes.” She arched up, shrugging off the remnants of my shirt. “You can touch me with your hands and your mouth wherever you want, Bo. As long as you stop when I say.”
“Of course,” I agreed, wondering why she worried that I wouldn’t.
We stared at each other in the silent bedchamber until she finally said, “I thought you wanted to touch me.”
My gaze roved over her body as I tried to decide where to start first. I finally decided on her breasts since her arousal had heightened when I asked to put my mouth on them.
Leaning forward, I lifted Leda into the center of the bed and crawled over her. Kneeling between her spread thighs, I cupped her breasts in my hands, marveling at their softness as I kneaded them. Her breath caught in her chest when my thumbs swept across her nipples.
Encouraged by her response, I leaned forward and licked one of her nipples, the split end of my tongue wrapping around the hardened tip and tugging.
Leda arched her back, her hands clamping around my sensitive horns as she released a low moan. My cock grew even harder at the touch of her small hands on my horns.
I drew her nipple between my lips and sucked.
Her moans grew louder as I alternated between licking and sucking her nipple. The scent of her arousal swelled, but she tugged at my horns, directed my mouth to her other breast.
More than happy to oblige, I swirled my tongue around the tip and used my thumb to tease the damp nipple of her other breast. Leda’s body moved beneath mine, her thighs squeezing the outsides of mine, and her fingers gripping my horns tighter.
Though they weren’t as sensitive where she was holding them, I still loved the sensation of her hands on me.
Now, if she touched the tips or the base, I wasn’t sure I would be able to stop myself from fucking her.
As I toyed with her breasts, I trailed my tail up her thigh to the lush, wet paradise between her legs.
I could still feel the way her body clamped down on my fingers when she found her pleasure.
She’d grown so wet and hot before her climax that I’d had to fight back the urge to lift her up and plant her on my mouth so I could taste her desire.
With her spread out beneath me in the bed, I decided it was time to do exactly that. She had given me permission to touch her however I wanted, and I was going to revel in the softness of her body.
I shifted backward, lowering myself to kneel on the floor at the end of the bed.
Leda gasped when I dragged her to the edge with my hands and tail.
Curving my fingers around the insides of her thighs, I shoved them high and wide, baring her to me.
A small tuft of dark hair covered her mound, but I could see the soft, pink flesh of her slit and the swollen nub at the top.
It was smaller than a female daemon’s, but it seemed it brought human females pleasure in a similar way. Female daemons didn’t have the hair on their mounds either, but it was a pleasing texture, and it smelled like her arousal.
“Bokkan?” she murmured.
I paused for a moment, waiting to see if she would halt me, but she didn’t say anything else.
“Do you want me to stop, Leda?” I asked, worried she wasn’t sure what to say.
Another rumble escaped my chest when her hands returned to my horns, clasping closer to the top this time. While it wasn’t as sensitive as the roots and tips, I still felt the contact through my body.
“No. Keep going. Touch me how you want. Taste me how you want.”
Groaning at her words, I leaned forward and swept my tongue over her delicate pink flesh.
The taste of her arousal filled my mouth, bringing a rumble from my chest. She was sweet and salty at the same time.
She tasted as she smelled—like a tart, slightly sweet dessert.
I could become addicted to the taste of this little human.
She cried out, gripping my horns even tighter as I repeated the motion. I growled again as the forked tip of my tongue surrounded her bud and squeezed it, pulling and rolling it with the tips.
Leda tried to slam her legs closed around my head, but I held them apart as I sucked the bud between my lips. Her body jerked beneath my mouth, her muscles trembling as I did my best to devour her.
Without conscious thought, my tail slipped up her leg to the crease of her thigh and in.
The narrow tip found her opening and prodded just inside.
When her body tightened around it, my tail stilled and I lifted my head for moment.
The black skin of my tail appeared stark against the glistening pink flesh between her legs.
The sight made my cock even harder than before.
Leda squirmed beneath me, her hips pressing higher toward my mouth as she pulled my head closer to her by my horns. Happy to follow her silent direction, I buried my face in her slit and focused on toying with the nub with my tongue and mouth, kissing her cunt the way I wanted to kiss her mouth.
My tail slipped deeper inside her, the way eased by the liquid arousal gathering at her entrance. Her thighs strained in my hold, trying to close one moment and pressing wider on their own the next. It was as if she couldn’t decide if she liked the way I was kissing her or not.
Her breathing sped up, and I looked up her body to see her head rolling on the mattress and tilted back. The pink tips of her breasts were hard and pointed to the ceiling as she writhed on the bed. The tender flesh jiggled with her movements, making me yearn to touch them.
As though she read my thoughts, Leda’s hands moved to cup her breasts, pinching her nipples between her fingers.
My cock throbbed as I watched her touch herself, tugging at the tips.
I wanted to watch her pleasure herself as I stroked my stiff cock, to see how she liked to be touched and what would bring her to climax. But not right now.
Right now, I was going to taste every drop of her desire.
I added more pressure to her bud with my tongue, and her hands returned to my horns, gripping them harder than before.
The muscles inside her body clamped down on my tail, growing tighter and tighter as I continued to kiss her cunt.
Though the tip of my tail wasn’t sensitive, I nearly erupted at the sensation.
I imagined the clasp of her cunt would feel even better around my cock.
Her back arched hard, and she cried out, pressing my face tighter against her mound.
I felt the rhythmic clenching around my tail and knew she found another peak.
Though I gentled the caress of my tongue, I continued to roll her bud, pushing her through the orgasm until her body collapsed against my bed with a gusty sigh.
She whimpered and trembled as I withdrew my tail from her body. Her eyes were closed and her muscles lax as I crawled over her on the bed. For the moment, the scent of her arousal was dampened, as though she was sated.
When she felt me looming over her, she opened her eyes, staring up at me. Meeting her gaze, I licked the remnants of her desire from my lips. She dropped her stare to my mouth, focusing on the movement of my tongue.
I wanted to kiss her mouth the way I had just kissed her cunt, but daemons considered it an extremely intimate act.
The chances of nicking your partner with your fangs and stirring up the mating impulses were high.
Most chose not to risk it unless they were already feeling some of the urges to mate.
Leda’s eyes returned to mine as she used her loose grip on my horns to tug my face down to hers. I was too shocked to resist when she lifted her chin and touched her lips to mine.
Fire arced through my body, moving directly from my lips to my cock. As our lips clung and rubbed together, I grasped the throbbing length in my hand, trying to hold back the climax threatening to erupt from my tip.
Then, her mouth opened, and her tongue trailed across my lower lip, pushing inside past my sharp fangs to tangle with mine.
I groaned at her flavor. Her mouth was riper and even sweeter than her cunt, like the most delicious meal I’d ever tasted.
I shuddered and gripped my cock tighter as it twitched.
But I was able to control myself. I would not spill my seed on her belly like an untried youth.
Until her hands moved to the base of my horns and her thumbs rubbed gently against the flesh that surrounded the roots.
I tore my lips from hers before I accidentally nipped her lip and nearly bellowed as my cock jerked in my hand and my seed erupted from the tip.
I couldn’t tear my eyes away as the clear liquid landed on her flesh.
Pearlescent strands of my spend landed on her breasts, across her nipples.
The drops slowly gathered and dripped down, rolling down her ribs and to her stomach.
Her wide brown eyes were locked on me as I knelt over her, breathing heavily like I had just run the entire perimeter of my estate at a sprint.
Embarrassment welled within me. I had shot my seed onto her body as though it was my first time with a female.
I’d had no control after she kissed me.
Until I inhaled and smelled the growing scent of her arousal.
Her eyes didn’t leave my face as she trailed the tip of one finger in a circle around her nipple. I watched, transfixed, as her finger moved from her nipple to her mouth and disappeared between her lips.
I had to clamp my hand around my still-hard cock again when she hummed deep in her throat, and her eyes closed. A blissful look crossed her face, as though she enjoyed the taste of me as much as I enjoyed drinking down her arousal.
I kept the same kind of iron grip on my urge to rut her as I did on my actual cock. As long as she was under the influence of the tincture, I would not fuck her. Even if she asked me. I had no right to claim her when she had no control over herself.
No, I would do what Masu suggested—I would show her all the ways a daemon male could please her, both in bed and out of it.
And, maybe, I could convince her to stay.