Chapter 21 #2
When he couldn’t get his fingers to move fast enough, or thrust them properly, he growled against her lips. He pulled away to look down, and she nearly sobbed when he slipped his fingers out.
“Don’t wear these infernal things anymore,” he demanded, grabbing her panties and tearing them from her. “I preferred you without their constriction.” Then he regarded her cocktail dress and sneered at it as well.
“Don’t. Don’t rip it,” she pleaded when it looked like he was about to.
She’d bought it years ago and didn’t know if she’d be able to get another. It was one of her favourites.
His eyes flicked to hers, and he stared deeply, intensely. His movements were then slow, careful, restrained, as he grabbed the bottom of her dress and glided it up her body. When she started to help, lifting her backside and arms so it would slip off with ease, one side of his lips quirked.
He was pleased she was surrendering.
When it was off, she leaned back against the ground and reached her hands out to him.
“Okay,” she said softly. “Claim me.”
He froze with her dress bundled in his fist, and his pointed ears flicked like he was checking to make sure they were working and he’d heard her right. Maybe he hadn’t thought it would be so easy?
But something he didn’t know... Skylar had always been quick to make up her mind. She rarely hesitated, often thoughtlessly throwing herself into risks.
She’d never regretted it.
She’d just needed a moment to understand everything, to know it was real. She didn’t care what he was – a sense of safety had always been present when she was with him. She was used to the unknown and knew about semi-bestial humanoids from being a witch.
Maybe it was easier for her to adapt because of that.
When she offered him a smile, he dropped her dress.
“Oh, fuck, yes,” he rasped on his knees, shuddering as he reached down for her.
His arms slipped around her waist as he lifted her off the ground and collected her into his embrace. One of his hands slipped to her arse to knead it in a tight squeeze while the other supported the back of her neck and base of her skull.
He feathered kisses from her jaw to the bottom of her neck when she wrapped her arms around his shoulders, and she almost giggled when she saw his forked tail make a heart symbol.
She really did like it when he did that and was glad this new form wouldn’t be without it.
“I promise you won’t regret this.”
His lips lowered further while he lifted her until he was kissing across her breasts. His teeth clanked against one of her nipple bars before he brought it into his warm, wet mouth to suck.
Skylar moaned and pressed her tit into his face for more. Her thighs wrapped tightly around his waist, and she ground her clit against the flat plane of his abdomen.
“Mine,” he groaned around her nipple, then sucked hard while drawing back to pop it out of his mouth.
He nuzzled the hard bone of her sternum before going to her other breast. “Mine.” He sucked that one, too, this time giving a harsh nip before kissing his way back up.
“Mine. Mine.” He lowered her until the tip of his cock nestled against her dripping pussy opening. “Mine.”
A raspy moan escaped her when he started pushing inside, and she dug her heels into his backside to get him to hurry up.
It was big, the fit snug, and felt so fucking good that she curled into him with her breaths hitching against his shoulder.
She bit him, and he thrust up in reaction, shoving that glowing cock halfway in.
“Faster,” she demanded, letting go to bite his neck, this time harder.
He barked out a groan before slamming himself in to the hilt, and his returned claws dug into her arse.
He gripped it tightly and quaked between her arms and legs as she clung to him.
When she ground down on him, feeling the lips of her pussy kissing his pelvis, he thickened and thrust up to greet her, pushing impossibly deeper.
She pulled back to look at him, and his eyelids, tipped with blue lashes, were deliriously half lowered. His pupils were blown, and they’d almost entirely eaten up the blue in his eyes when he looked up at her with shallow, rapid pants.
Skylar soaked it in.
I’ve never had someone look at me like that before.
Like she was the centre of the world – the most beautiful thing he’d seen or felt. It was a soft, enamoured expression, and it spoke a thousand words she didn’t need voiced.
“You feel really warm inside me,” she told him, and his pupils grew smaller only to flare out and eat a little more of the blue. “I’ve adored how you feel since the beginning.”
He rested his forehead against her sternum, fanning his breaths over her bare skin, and drew her tighter to his body. He lifted her a little higher, so he could make room to pull halfway out, and then shunted his hips up until he bottomed out again.
The ends of his horns glowed brighter before electric-blue limbs grew from their ends, and he wrapped them around her waist and torso as if he wanted to cling to her further.
“I can take that form any time for you,” he said quietly, pulling out only to thrust back in slowly. “I can fill you like that whenever you want, or in my second form. Or this one.” His hips began to increase in rhythm. “Whatever you desire from me, it’ll be yours.”
They moaned in unison when she clenched him in delight, thrilled that she could have Mr Tentacles back whenever she liked. She’d actually been disappointed she wouldn’t see him in that form again.
His cock started to pound faster, more frantic, and Skylar gave herself over to it. To the way it filled her, shoved against her G-spot until her eyes grew dazed and she tilted her head back in bliss. It was so hot, and that only had her growing even slicker, making his glides easier.
His skin was warm, pressing against her everywhere, and his sweet smell filled her nose to the point that she wanted to lick him all over.
“Yes,” she cried, bucking into him, trying to ride him in return and make him go faster, hit deeper, as pleasure began to splinter within her. “Don’t stop.”
Her nails scored into his back as her pussy gave its first tight squeeze – the signal that she was about to fall into the waves of ecstasy.
The echo of flames coming from the candles behind him around the summoning circle danced across the ceiling as she stared up at it dazedly.
Her breaths turned into high-pitched cries, and she curved her back to change the impact of his cockhead until she saw stars.
“Fuck, don’t,” he barked out sharply, grasping her arse so tightly she knew she’d be bruised. “Don’t come yet.”
He said this, yet his hips quickened, and his following groan when she clenched him again only sent her hurtling further towards her orgasm.
She also didn’t even try to hold back.
Skylar arched into each of his pumps, moving back and forth so he hit just right, and her thighs parted further as she shoved down. Her cry was loud, piercing, and lost when her walls swelled and clamped down on him so tight he had to fight to stay within her.
She came so hard she felt the gush, and heat rushed through her veins to make her head swim.
“Oh fuuuck,” he moaned, before he lifted on his knees and slammed so fast into her that each of her breaths punched out.
Then searing pain mixed with intense pleasure as he bit the centre of her chest when liquid heat began to burst inside her pussy. She screamed as she lurched forward and tightened her limbs around him, giving herself over to the ride when he fucked into her manically.
His warm breaths were muffled against her sternum as he came, and all she could do was release cry after cry into his hair.
His shudders shook her when he slowed, offering her little noises of rapture while refusing to release his bite. She could even feel his tongue licking the middle of the wound, and she found that far more erotic than it should have been.
Only when he stopped coming did he let go with his hips pressed deeply against hers, and she could almost feel him in her throat. He settled back onto his calves, sitting so they could both feel each other’s heartbeats fluttering.
He looked up at her, his expression still hazy, only to flick his gaze to the bite on her chest. His eyelids fluttered so damn lewdly as he pulsed and released a little more cum within her. It appeared to pain him because one side of his face twitched with agony and pleasure all in one.
From his reaction, she figured the bite was the claiming, but probably the sex too.
So many emotions slammed into her at once as the high of their sex and her orgasm slipped away. Happiness, confusion, adoration, bewilderment. It was amazing, she loved it, she absolutely didn’t regret it, but it was still a lot to take in when her night had started very differently.
She’d gone on a date with a human, only to end up in the arms of this monster and become his.
A sob broke from her as she lifted her arms to wrap them around his neck, bringing him closer. “I don’t even know your name.”
Purring, the vibration tickling her nipples, he nuzzled his cheek against the side of her head. “That’s okay. You’ll have plenty of time to make up for it by screaming it for me.”
Then he stood, and she was so sturdy in his embrace that she didn’t even feel a nip of worry.
“Where are you taking me?” she whispered when he started to walk.
His tail opened the door to her workspace, his hands and horn limbs never leaving her body. “Somewhere soft, like you deserve.”
Her thighs tried to close around his hips when his strides made his cock wiggle side to side within her. Her breath hitched, then she moaned into his shoulder.
He didn’t even make it to her bedroom before he pushed her up against the wall and groaned as he drew his hips back only to shove in. “If you want to make it to your bed before I fuck you again, I need your little cunt to stop sucking on me like that.”
But it feels good.
She bit her lip and nodded, and he pulled away from the wall.
The moment he took a step, and he shifted against her swollen, tender spot, she uncontrollably spasmed around him.
A gasp shunted out of her when he slammed her back against the wall so hard her lungs clenched.
A picture frame dislodged from its hook and fell as he started thrusting with a noisy, boisterous growl.
“My name is Vorg,” he said between grunts. “I’ll need you to moan that real sexy for me, okay?”
She nodded as her hand slipped up his neck and her manicured fingers dived into the back of his short blue hair.
Guess they weren’t making it to the bed yet after all.