Chapter 25 #2
Vorg’s groan shuddered out of him, and he had to retract his claws before he speared them into the palms of his hands. He gnashed his fangs as his balls drew up momentarily in the most heart-stopping, groin-jolting, stomach-tightening release of precum.
Even though she likely hadn’t adjusted yet, he made another tendril spear her pussy until it bottomed out. Anything to make her shut up until she gave him what he wanted – to see her mindless and writhing over the phantom of his first form.
Her lips parted wide as she gripped the two appendages she held onto tighter while letting out a high-pitched moan.
Those teasing her beautiful tits kneaded harder, swirling tighter and tighter until they clamped her nipples in a pinch. She arched into them, her body moving in waves he couldn’t wait to see when she was across his hips and riding him in the future.
One glowing length slipped between her ass cheeks to rub her, but it didn’t dive through the tight ring. He wanted to give her the anticipation and the tease of whether he would let it penetrate her there.
Maybe he would, maybe he wouldn’t. Right now, he didn’t know.
Then, finally, her gaze dazed out as her pupils blackened her eyes. She released an ear-tingling moan that raced lust down his spine, and then another, and another, as she trembled, twisted, and bounced wildly.
She was coming. He couldn’t feel it, but he could see it in the way her hips shuddered, her hands gripped, and her face twisted as though with agony. Red flushed across her chest, burning beneath his mark, and she’d never looked lovelier.
When her head fell forward and she stopped moving to brace herself upon the ground so she didn’t collapse, Vorg couldn’t take it anymore.
He ripped at the button of his jeans, yanked the material of the fly to the side to make the zipper go down, and pulled his glowing cock free of the restrictive denim. He stepped forward and cupped the back of her head to lift her face towards him while gripping the base of his pulsing girth.
“Suck me,” he pleaded with the tip right at her lips. Precum leaked from the head, dripping against the backs of his knuckles, and his eyes crinkled at the desperate longing twisting him up inside.
She didn’t even make him wait a second before she leaned the rest of the way and curled her tongue around the head seductively while maintaining eye contact.
Textured firmness mixed with warm wetness slipped across the sensitive tip, and his groan was palpable.
She moaned at the taste of him spreading across her tongue, and Vorg nearly pulverised his cock in reaction as she sank her mouth onto him.
She wrapped her fingers around his until he let go, and he gripped the back of her hair in two tight fists as she sucked just the head. Then, with that snug suction, she moved back and forth while wiggling her tongue against his frenulum, and his eyes closed in bliss.
“Fuck, darklight,” he grated, thrusting forward a little into her mouth when he pulsated again. “This isn’t going to last long.”
He was too worked up from watching her. From waiting all day to feel her again.
Skylar moaned as she sank her face onto him further, swallowing halfway down. Her body picked up rhythm again as his three appendages continued to thrust inside her pussy, and the faster he made them fuck her, the quicker she moved her sweet mouth up and down his cock.
Every brush of her lips moving up his smooth, veined girth, each swipe of her warm, wet tongue, worked him into a lather.
Frantic pants passed through his parted fangs as he watched her be taken and suck him at the same time.
Whenever she looked up at him with lustful, dizzy eyes, he was pulled just that bit closer.
Already his spine tingled with his impending release, and the more it skittered below the surface, the more he arched into her wonderful mouth. The ache in his balls and groin deepened, and his hips twitched constantly.
Before he even realised what he was doing, Vorg let out groan after groan as he began to thrust into her face softly. Her tongue lapped at him, even when he absentmindedly took control, and it was like his brain was splitting in two.
She braced one of her hands against his stomach, and her little blunt nails dug into him the faster he went. Then her breath hitched, only for long, drawn-out moans to vibrate to the core of him as her mouth stopped teasingly stroking.
It took him a moment to register why she’d frozen up, but when he understood she was coming with his cock deep in her mouth, Vorg fucking lost it.
He held her head firm and thrust hard and fast as his tail curled in tight to make a coiled ring.
He wasn’t gentle with her, too consumed with his own pleasure as it broke him down on a deeply ingrained level.
His lungs quaked with squeezing, choking huffs, and his nose and cheeks crinkled when his balls drew up.
His moan was truly pathetic when the first release of semen burst from him, and sparks glinted behind his closed eyelids as he flooded her mouth and coated her tongue. No words escaped him; right then, he’d forgotten what language was as he came with her.
His spine arched, all his muscles locked up, and his knees trembled through each pulsing, voluminous, spirit-shattering spurt.
His cum had a slight fluorescent-blue glimmer to it as it dripped from the sides of her lips and the end of his saturated cockhead when he pulled away. Some of it dripped onto her left breast and his mark as he stepped away, his knees threatening to buckle from how hard he’d come.
His appendages around and below her had ceased playing with her, instead swaying to pet her skin.
And she was so unbelievably alluring as she licked her lips for just a little more with her gaze glued to his still-engorged dick. Oh, she knew he was insatiable, and that this was not the ending of their night, and she looked so damn pleased about it he purred his delight.
The spell faded, his glowing appendages receding slowly, and Skylar reached up to him just as he crouched to lift her. He dug his tail into his tight jeans to shove them off his thick thighs, and he walked out of them as he strode the four steps it took to get to the side of the bed.
Her arms and legs flailed when he threw her onto the soft mattress before he settled between her legs and lowered onto his elbows. He shoved his face into his mark to messily kiss it, so utterly thankful for this sensual, sexy witch becoming his.
He was so turned on from what they’d just done that it was making him drunk on her.
Then he shunted back, shoved her legs out to the sides, causing her to gasp in surprise at his speed, and shoved his tongue deep into her soaked cunt. He tasted her rapture, her pleasure, her sweet, delectable orgasms, and he drank it all down like the richest fyre wine.
Skylar spread herself for him as she pushed herself into his face for more and gripped his horns just the way he liked it. Her back bowed as he thrust his long tongue in and out of her swollen, well-loved hole, feeling her textured and warm walls.
He twisted his tongue to give her added sensation, trying to flick over her most tender spot, and her pussy clamped around him every time he tongue-fucked her just right. He only pulled away so he could lash her cute, precious clit sideways, then closed his lips around it to suck hard.
“Vorg!” she cried, her feet kicking as her hips lifted up, only to tremble when she settled them back down. She did so repeatedly, her grip on his horns tightening, and he hoped she pulverised them under the onslaught of her pleasure.
He speared her once more when she’d created a new pool for him to drink from. He thrust fast, his tongue always rotating and twisting, and he soaked in the sight of her squirming, bucking, and losing herself.
“I’m about to come,” she told him, but he’d already known that by how her pussy clamped and sucked on his tongue.
He forcibly yanked it out at the last second.
She didn’t need to whine or whimper about it, not when he grabbed both her thighs, dragged her across the bed, and mounted her so deep she slid back a little.
“Oh!” she rasped, her eyes flashing wide.
He licked his way from his mark to her neck, coating her in a mingle of her arousal and his saliva as his purr deepened. “Sorry, but I think tonight is going to be a little rougher than usual.”
Bracing his hands on the bed next to her waist, his forearms locked her from bouncing too far when he pulled back and then slammed his hips forward with a groaning grunt.
Yes. He withdrew again, only to shove into hot heaven once more, and his eyes rolled back momentarily.
So hot. So damn soft. He started a slow pace, but the depth was feral and hard as he plunged to the base, and her hips lifted when his pelvis met hers. She’s so fucking sexy.
Her tits bounced and jiggled, making her piercings sparkle in the low light. He looked down to watch as he pounded into her with feverish pants, seeing her pierced pussy stretched around his girth, and he marvelled at how wet she was as he withdrew and her moisture clung to his cock.
Watching her glove him, his inhuman, glowing cock disappearing into cute pink, demolished him on a spiritual level. Especially when she released feminine cries, accepting him with welcome abandon until she quickly started to strangle his cock with the orgasm he’d denied her with his tongue.
His mind fogged as her pleasure heightened his own, and his lips pulled back, baring his fangs on a bestial growl.
He grabbed the back of her thighs and pushed her knees into the mattress, which curled her back until she was presented upwards towards him and the ceiling.
He nestled the tops of his thighs against her arse to keep her up in what he’d learned the humans called the ‘breeding position,’ then he hammered into her.