28. Meical
Chapter 28
Meical
S itting on the couch, I waited for Janie to wake. Through the shadows, I watched her body writhe under her covers. Was she thinking of me again? She accused me of creeping into her dreams the other day. I hadn’t since I reformed. Rick and the incubus fed me well. Errant emotions from others as we walked about topped me off. Her eyes snapped open, and I glanced at the time in the kitchen. It was thirty minutes before she should wake up. Her movements seemed calculated. She threw her blankets off her body as her hands caressed over her panties.
“Don’t you come in!” she screamed.
I smirked. She knew well that I could look through the shadows. She didn’t specifically say, “Don’t watch.” Not that I would really pay attention to that. She was mine, and I needed to make sure she was okay. If I didn’t, she would have been hurt that one day. Although she blames me for that.
Her movements changed as she slipped off her panties and spread her legs. Her sweet pussy was already wet. Soaking wet. Just for me. It had to be. I’ve seen her masturbate when I was just a shadow. She usually would barely open her legs, keep her sounds muffled, and cover herself with her blankets. Now she was completely spread for me. Her hand slipped between her legs. One finger slid up and down her seam. It took all my control not to walk into that room or let my shadows crawl up her legs and slip into her empty pussy. I wouldn’t. She specifically said not to enter. That probably also meant my tentacles inside her pussy.
After a few minutes of teasing, she focused on her clit and her middle finger slid up and down it. Janie’s hips bucked, and she moaned loudly. This was for me. Never had I heard her be this loud when she wasn’t quivering around one of my tendrils. She was so beautiful. Every curve of her body jiggled as she moved with her touch. Janie’s other hand slipped her shirt up, and she palmed her breast. Another movement and she rolled her nipple between her fingers. Her fingers quickened between her thighs. She tugged her nipple and her back arched in response. Janie was a divine goddess.
And she was mine.
Her fingers left that most sensitive spot and three of her fingers slipped inside. Her moans increased as she pounded her pussy with her fingers. She didn’t do that often from what I had seen in the past. Something was different. She was performing for me. I couldn’t help but pull my cock out. I stroked it while watching her from the shadows. Janie got louder as she approached the edge. Even if I didn’t have the shadows, she was loud enough to be heard by human ears. It was easy to come watching her beautiful form while she moved for me to see. As quick as I started, rivulets of black cum shot out of my cock. Her body convulsed underneath her movements till she went slack and pulled her fingers out of her pussy. Her fingers glistened nicely and the urge to lick them filled my being. I fixed myself before storming to her room and she was sitting on the edge of her bed now. Knowing her, she was about to go to the bathroom to wash her hands. I had seen her routine in the past.
“Meical?” she said. Her voice was guarded as she was trying to figure out if I caught the show or not.
“Let me help,” I begged as I crossed the room. I sat on my knees in front of her and pushed her fingers into my mouth. She gasped as I licked every drop of her fingers. Desire rolled off her and shadows crept up her legs till they reached the top of her thighs.
“I need to take a shower,” she whispered.
I pulled my head away and stood up. She walked to her closet and picked an outfit. She wadded it in her arms and walked to the bathroom. I followed. Even when the door shut, I rode in the shadows and appeared behind the door.
“Why did you do that?”
She jumped. “Why are you in here?”
“You can’t hide from me.”
“I woke up horny,” she said nonchalantly.
“I could have helped you.”
“Didn’t need to. My fingers do well.”
“You did that for me.”
There was a slight pause before she responded, “No, I didn’t.”
“I’ve watched you for months. The few times you masturbated on your own, it was nothing like that. It looks like you were a horny little mate begging for a cock. Or a shadow.” A small tendril crawled up her calf.
Janie swallowed and arousal bloomed within her. “No. No, it wasn’t.”
“Don’t lie to me. I’m practically a lie detector. ”
She sighed as she soaped up. “I was horny. I can have times where I want to be finger fucked.”
“I can do that for you. I bet it feels even better if someone else is pounding your pussy with their fingers. Mine are even thicker. And you know what my shadows feel like.”
She laughed. “Claws.”
“They can retract.”
Janie sighed. “I’m not like this, Meical.”
“I know. You’re like this with me because it feels right.”
Another pause. Her emotions shifted to confusion and acceptance. The little tastes of her emotions was divine. Perfection, like fine wine. “I texted Urien earlier. We’re going to hang out after work. Is that fine?”
“Do you need the list of all the apps she was using?”
“Yeah.”
“We’ll find your friend.”
“What if she’s not alive?”
“I’ve scoured the city for dead bodies. I haven’t gotten any alerts. It’s different. I will always be able to find you. Or any of our children. It’s harder with people I don’t know. Especially if she doesn’t have any sort of evilness. If she was evil, I could help more.”
“Wow. How positive. But no. Tana is sweet.”
She dropped her soap bottle, and a shadow lifted it up for her. “Thanks.”
The fact that she let me stay in the bathroom while she was in the shower showed a level of trust that she didn’t fully understand yet. “You’re welcome. I’m here to serve you.”
“Serve . . .” Janie swallowed. There was something in the way she said that it felt different.
“In every way. Now get dressed. I’m making you breakfast.”
“Okay.”
I ran out of the bathroom and whipped up a quick breakfast for her. She came out with her hair wrapped up in a towel. Her face lit up as she saw the plate of eggs on toast when I placed it on the table.
“Wow. Thanks. I appreciate it.”
“I told you I would do anything for you. Burn the world down if it comes to that.”
Her face darkened as she ate. A shadow pulled her hair out of the towel. Occasionally, her hair trailed past her face and she would tuck it behind her ear. One of my shadows touched her thigh and squeezed.
“We’ll find your friend.”
She put her dirty plate into the sink and nodded. “Thank you.”