Chapter Thirty-Eight #2
The portal opens in the fireplace, and I whip my head in Mastyx’s direction.
His hoofed foot disappears inside the opening.
I lash my tail out and grab him around the throat, tossing him back into the room.
He slams into the hardwood floor, sliding across it before hitting the wall, leaving a scorch mark and a hole.
“Stay,” I order. “You’re going to watch. ”
I turn my attention back to my human lover.
His eyes flutter beneath his lids before partially opening.
“Contessa?” His eyes widen. “No, you’re dead.
” He sits up, and I shove him back against the couch cushions.
His eyes drift to my hands for the first time, and the realization that I’m no longer who I once was settles into the deep frown line on his forehead.
“No. This can’t be.” He squeezes his eyes closed, his lips moving rapidly, murmuring what sounds like a passage from scripture, before opening them again.
Don’t be afraid, I say inside his head, using my new telepathic powers.
His lips part, and I cover them with my clawed finger, straddle his abdomen, and run the tip of my tail down his thigh.
“Hush, now.” My sharp talons glide along the elastic of his boxers before ripping them off and tossing them toward Mastyx.
“I don’t want to hurt you, Joshua. So, you lie there like a good boy and enjoy the ride. ”
My tongue extends from my mouth and slides between his lips, kissing him deeply. He gags, his arms flailing as he fights to breathe. I pull my tongue from his throat and lick my way down to his cock where I flick my tongue over the tip, tasting his precum.
“Mmm.” My heightened senses send waves of pleasure surging through my body. I long for him more than anyone in my entire life. “I knew you would taste good.”
“Tessa, please, don’t.” Fear washes over the good doctor’s features, making him look older.
I cup his frowning face in my hands and plant a soft kiss on his tender lips. “Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle if you’re a good boy.” I lift my ass, move my tail out of the way and lower my flaming hot pussy lips around his cock.
His upper body launches upward, and he cries out, the fire inside me stinging his cock like hundreds of bees. A blood-curdling scream fills the room, and he tries to push me off him, my flaming hot skin scorching his, but I grab his head and bury his tear-filled face in between my breasts.
My eyes dart to Mastyx, rage encapsulating his entire being, his body in full beast form. He digs the floor with his hooves, leaving gouges in the wood and smoke filters from his furious nostrils.
He charges us, but before he can reach me, I snatch him up with my tail and hold him at bay. He dangles inches from the ceiling, his hairy limbs thrashing about trying to get free. I launch my head back and howl as an indescribable surge of passion courses through me.
I moan and wrap my arms around Joshua, rocking into him, harder, faster, hungry for release.
The feeling, unlike anything I’ve ever felt in the world of the living, can only be described as an unapologetic and violent orgasm that won’t stop bursting from my body.
As I bounce up and down on Joshua’s cock, his screams sing through my ears like a high-pitched soprano at an opera.
It’s an intoxicating sound, one that I never want to end.
But it can’t be all about me. I’m not like Mastyx.
If I’m to return to the good doctor, I need him to understand that it’s for his benefit, not just mine.
I slide back, letting his cock slip out of me and take the entire length of him into my mouth, sucking it harder than any human ever could. The doctor’s toes curl, and his body flies back on the couch, his hips arching up to meet me. “Oh, God, Contessa.”
I peer up at Mastyx, his livid eyes glaring down at me, and groan, pushing the doctor’s cock deeper into my throat, his fingers curling into my scalp.
Puffs of radiant heat encapsulate us in waves, Mastyx’s seething fury ready to escape his mouth like a flame from a dragon. My mouth fills with the doctor’s salty cum, and I smile, swallowing it down like the drink of life.
Mastyx roars, vibrating the entire room.
His legs kick in the air like a toddler throwing a tantrum.
I release Joshua’s blistered cock from between my lips, and it slaps against his stomach, softening.
His heavy panting subsides, and his eyes fight to stay open.
I stand, bend at the waist and kiss his sweating forehead.
He opens his mouth to speak, but only gargles escape before his eyes roll back into his head, fainting within seconds.
I lower Mastyx to eye level. “Taste my rage.” I ram my cum-coated tongue into his mouth and yank it quickly back out.
“You killed me, and my punishment for your sin is an eternity of not only watching me fuck the man you hate but tasting his cum on my lips.” My lips press hard against his, inhaling his fury like an invigorating essential oil, dimming the fire in Mastyx’s eyes.
I release him, letting him fall harshly to the floor.
He puts his head down, and I yank it back, forcing him to look at me.
My eyes heat up with his flame, a devious smile curling on my lips. “Now, you are mine.”
I call open the portal and point to the opening. “Go.”
He stands and walks toward the gateway, heavy footsteps echoing through the room as he shakes his head in astonishment.
His eyes drift to mine. There are no more flames, no more rage, just disbelief.
He can’t beat me. He can’t stop me. The only thing he can do now is accept the fact that I’m going to keep not only my human lover, his enemy, despite him, but fuck his boss, the devil, in front of him any time I wish.
I rest my hand on the side of his face, smacking it gently. “We are no longer in your hell, my love.” I pull the fire curtain back and shove him inside with a strike from the heel of my palm. “You’re in mine.”
The End