Chapter Twelve #2
His hold on my face tightened and he dragged me forward, slamming our lips together in a kiss that devoured every bit of my previous worry.
I was in his lap before I could complain about it, tongue sliding around his, coaxing him with a soft moan. But as quickly as it started, I pulled away. “This is a bad idea.”
His hands grabbed my ass and yanked me forward so there wasn’t any space left between us, his interest in me hard and clear in his pants. “Or maybe it’s the best bad idea we’ve had so far, yeah?”
He nipped my chin, then my neck, and I sucked in a violent breath, remembering the promise he made about his fangs.
What could it hurt to do it once more? I’d already fucked a snake monster. Might as well enjoy the perks. Maybe he had two dicks like that one story Asha told me about. The Naga Dark Prince or whatever.
If demons were after me, I definitely didn’t want to miss out on the monster bedroom bits. It wasn’t every day a girl got to ride a sexy snake monster.
“Why not slay this beast before you go out to take care of the rest,” he murmured between kisses down my neck, completely unaware of the plot arc my fantasies had taken.
My eyelids fluttered shut. “Aren’t you meant to be the one doing all the slaying?”
“Good point,” he breathed over my collarbone, his hands slipping under the back of my shirt to unhook my bra. “But devouring my pretty little viper will be my most heroic feat yet.”
“You’re ridiculous,” I chastised between breathless gasps, every stroke a flash of heat and spark of sensation between my legs.
His hands found my breasts and kneaded them under the cover of my shirt. I licked my lips and dipped my head back, and his mouth naturally went to my pulse point, tracing it with his hot tongue. The soft metal ball in his tongue dragged sensually across my skin.
“If we do this, you’re showing me the goods,” I demanded on another gasp.
His teeth scraped my skin, and the moan that left me was two shades shy of wild. “Think a dominant woman like you can handle being under the influence of a true predator, pet?”
My thighs squeezed around his waist, already soaked through my panties. He could fuck me in this skirt with two dicks and I’d be ready to take him. At least that was what I told myself as lust clouded my judgment.
But if I died tomorrow, at least I’d lived today.
“I’ll be the judge of which one of us is the true predator here,” I whispered against his mouth, biting his lower lip after a hard kiss. “Why…is it like a two dicks situation you’ve got going on?”
His husky laughter brought a smile to my own lips. “Not sure I’ve ever been asked that question. Is that something you’re into, Viper?”
“Not sure. I’ve never tried it,” I nipped his jaw and rolled my hips, rejoicing in the small hitch in his breath. “Haven’t met many snake monsters in my line of work. Snakes, sure, but not with all the fun supernatural bits.”
His eyes danced with barely contained amusement.
“Lucky me. My pretty little viper is a greedy girl.” Every muscle against me contracted with the promise of what came next.
“Not sure what snake monsters you’re reading about, but I can provide plenty of perks, love.
You’ll be ruined for any mortal afterward. ”
He might not be wrong. After being with a literal monster, how would any human dude compare? Shit. Well, no sense worrying about it now. That was Newer New Emily’s problem after I dodged demons and Hell.
My hand dropped between us, deftly undoing his button and zipper. “Are you going to stop talking and fuck me, or do I have to do everything myself, Songbird?”
His giddy laughter tickled my skin as I felt the slow slide of sharp fangs along the curve of my throat. “Your wish is my command, ma’am.”
With a hard yank, my skirt was lifted, my thong destroyed, and blouse ripped open with a spray of buttons. I didn’t like that shirt, anyway.
Zelus didn’t waste time taking a gentle bite out of my breasts after tugging my lacy bra down. His other hand angled my head with strong fingers around my jaw, lengthening my neck. His eyes traced the invisible mark he claimed was left there.
I hadn’t been able to find it, but his eyes always seemed to go to it any chance they got.
Then a brief spark of pain where my pulse throbbed was quickly followed by absolute fucking bliss. His fangs sunk into me enough to feel, but they were gone before I had time to catch my breath.
The electric heat that washed over me wasn’t anything I’d experienced before, like every nerve came alive and yearned. Everywhere was desperately sensitive to the softest caress. I struggled to control my voice when his lips dragged down my throat and across my breasts again.
My nerves were on fucking steroids, sensing the new deviations in his touch.
The peculiarity of skin that wasn’t skin.
When I blinked down at him, his skin was covered in shimmery scales.
His reptilian pupils were blown wide. And when his tongue dashed out to wet his lips, it was forked like a snake’s and just as obscenely long.
My pulse jumped with the possibilities. Something inside me unraveled at the sight of the monster I was most definitely going to fuck. A wildness came over me as I pressed closer and rubbed myself on him.
Now I got the appeal. Monsters were so much sexier than regular dudes. I’d never give Asha shit about her monster-fucker novels again.
Ten out of ten, would recommend.
I slid my hands from his cheeks to his shoulders, down his arms and then flicked my hungry gaze back up to his. “Take your fucking clothes off, Z.”
His eyes closed, his jaw taut. In another blink, his clothes were gone and I was sinking onto a cock without any warning. But it was much bigger than I remembered. Like, much bigger. The size of my damn arm, and I wasn’t sure I could take it.
The stretch was excruciatingly close to breaking me. Firm but soft ridges brushed along my insides, bringing nerves to life that never existed before him.
“Oh, fuck!” I gasped, hips rocking so I could swallow every devastating inch, greedier than I’d ever been. My stomach pushed out, and when I settled at the base, something pressed against my swollen clit—and it was fucking vibrating?
I stared down. “That’s—”
His lips were hitched at both sides, the look he gave beyond feral. All fucking animal. A snake consuming its prey. “Perks, love,” he whispered before taking me by the hips and lifting, only to slam me back down.
I was so full I couldn’t breathe or think. It was all sensation and bliss, the wetness of me devouring the hard silkiness of him. Stimulation was everywhere, and I didn’t know if I’d survive it.
“But this is only the start, little viper,” he said between hard thrusts, hip locking me several times so I didn’t miss how deep inside he went. “You brought out the beast, and I plan to show it to you.”