CHAPTER 14
REMMIE
I knew I’d love that tail.
I haven’t felt this good in, well, ever. My fingers and toys have been betraying me if this feeling is what I’ve been missing out on. Shade looked rabid with icing all over his face, his chest heaving, his amber eyes round and full of lust for me.
Gods, his body is amazing. Seeing just his chest without a shirt, wow. The tan colored markings seem to glow on his golden skin and I longed to trace them all with my fingertips or my tongue. Either will work. Shade picked up his shirt from the floor, using it to wipe the icing off of his face.
“Arms up, my little witch.” He demanded.
Shade wraps my legs around his waist and I reach up to cross my arms behind his neck. In one fluid motion, he stands, holding my thighs, keeping me close to him. I squeak and hold on tighter, left over icing smashed between our chests. I have never been carried a day in my adult life.
This is so new to me and Shade doesn’t seem effected at all by my weight. He isn’t even out of breath. Carrying me easily toward the living room and placing me down on the pink floral couch.
Suddenly, Shade drops to his knees before me, tossing my legs over his broad shoulders.
He covers my skin with kisses and little nips of his fangs and I sigh.
My fantasies of him will never compare to the flesh and blood demon currently kissing his way closer to my center.
He kissed me with that tongue and rewired my brain.
How is that tongue going to feel in more sensitive areas?
It’s something I’ve thought about for days.
Luckily, I don’t have to wait very long. Shade licks me, swiping the tip of his split tongue over my sensitive clit and I buck against him. I got my answer. It is beyond amazing. He feasts on me. That tongue going deeper than a tongue should and I see the whole damn universe behind my eye lids.
Shade pulls back, licking his lips.
“Oh, Sweetness, I just knew you’d taste divine. The best dessert I’ve ever had. And you’re all mine to enjoy, to savior. I’m going to enjoy taking my fill of you.”
And he does. His lips lock over my clit, tongue delving into my pussy, and his hands and tail touching everywhere else.
It was sensory overload in the best possible way.
Every second bringing me closer to speed running off the edge.
Shade’s tail joins his tongue inside me, stroking me deep, making me feel full and I lose it.
I come so hard, I grip his horns for leverage, grinding my hips as much as I can on his face.
He growls against me and I can feel it. The vibration prolonging this ridiculous orgasm another few minutes.
I have never come twice so close together, or so quickly, or ever.
I know it has been a while since I’ve had a sexual partner but this is insane.
And I still haven’t even seen Shade’s cock yet; other than the obviously huge outline I’ve seen tenting his jeans. He’s been focused on me. And while I’m not complaining, I have wondered what differences there are between this big beautiful demon and a regular guy.
He’s still stroking my clit with his tail, driving me crazy.
“Shade. If you don’t fuck me right now, I’ll never bake for you again.”
He tuts.
“So rude, Sweetness. To ever threaten to withhold any of your treats from me. I guess I have to give you what you want, huh?” Shade stands and begins to unzip his jeans, his bulge making it difficult. I lick my lips as every inch of his skin is exposed. Nothing between his dark jeans and skin.
Oh hells. His cock is huge. Like eggplant emoji- huge. It jets out in front of him all thick veiny and glorious. With what looks like, ridges along the full length of him.
“Um, Shade!” I squeak.
He looks down at his cock, still stroking his impressive length and chuckles.
“Ribbed for your pleasure, Sweetness. You are going to love them, I promise.” He grins.
I believe him. Because as I watch him stroke himself, his eyes back on me, burning into me. I know there’s nothing I want more in this moment, than for him to put all of that beast inside me.
Shade drops back to his knees in front of me, wrapping my legs back around his hips. He drags the tip of his dick through my folds, rubbing my clit in horribly slow strokes. Now is not the time to tease me.
“Shade, you’re taking too long. Fuck me already.” I demand through panting breathes.
Shade growls that low bass that comes deep from his chest and I love the sound.
“Fuck yes, my little witch. Boss me around.” He says as he starts to slide into me.
His girth was misleading at first glance and is taking some getting used to.
I relax, taking a deep breath as he slides in another beautiful inch and oh my gods, was he right.
The fucking ridges are rubbing my inner walls in a way I’ve never felt and it’s so damn good.
The first drag of him inside me makes my eyes roll to the back of my head.
“Oh gods. Yes.” I moan.
“That's it, sweetness. Let me in. Let me make you see stars”. Shade growls.
“Oh. Oh. Oh wow!” The ache in my body is a new experience. A good experience. No, an extraordinary one. As Shade picks up the pace, I feel myself get even wetter. The ridges doing their job of getting me nice and ready to take more of him.
“Hells, Remmie. You feel like heaven.” Shade groans, moving that gorgeous body over me.
The wet sounds coming from between us are so obscene. But also, so hot! The pressure low in my belly is building fast and I don’t know how much longer I can hold out.
“Oh gods, Shade. I’m going to come.” I’m a mess of moans and cries.
“Yes, Sweetness. Come for me. Drench me. Make my cock yours” Shade moans.
And I do. My stomach clenches, my legs shack and I come, hard.
I scream in ecstasy, soaking Shade as I do.
Something I’ve never done, ever. Everything about this experience is so new.
Shade keeps pumping into me, his claws digging into the flesh of my thighs, making my orgasm last way longer than it should.
My body is liquid, but it still feels so damn good.
“I want to fill you, Remmie. Tell me I can.” He asks.
Why is that so hot?
“Yes. Ugh, do it, Shade.”
He groans as he comes apart, filling me just like he asked to.
Warmth spreads through me and somehow, I come again.
This is just ridiculous. I will never recover from this.
Shade thrusts his hips a few more times before collapsing on top of me, wrapping his thick arms around me.
We are sweaty and sticky from the icing, but this moment is beyond perfect.
I graze my nails over his back and he purrs. My big puppy-demon.
Lifting his head to look at me, he kisses me sweetly on the lips and I melt into him, completely satisfied.
“I’m officially wrung out. Good job.” I joke. Shade laughs and whatever the bond tied between us is, twists itself tighter inside my chest.
“Once I get you cleaned up. I’ll feed you and then do it all over again.” He smiles.
One shower, two orgasms and a half a tray of eaten cinnamon rolls later, I’m ready to drop dead right on the carpet.
Shade, true to his word, got me all cleaned up, only to lay me out on my bed and eat me into a beautiful death. That split tongue and tail combo should be illegal. I’m surprised I can even stand on my own legs right now.
Standing in the kitchen, I managed to wipe down the countertop and place whatever dirty dishes that are left over in the sink.
No one will get mad at me if I clean them tomorrow.
It’s my house after all. It’s only mid-day, but my body is so lovingly sore and used, that I’m pretty sure I could sleep for years.
“Sweetness, go lay down.” Shade comes up next to me, leaning against the kitchen counter.
He tucks a loose strand of hair behind my ear and I swoon.
I’ve never been good about what to do after sex.
And this definitely isn’t a Thank you for the hot pump and grind.
See you tomorrow, kind of situation. This feels deeper.
And as I stare into Shades eyes, I can tell he feels the same way.
“I need to clean up. And we still have boxes to go through.” I say as I fight back a yawn.
“Yeah, yeah. We can do it another day. I will continue to do research with Marla as well. I’m happy to say I thoroughly tired you out.” Shade chuckles and I roll my eyes.
Suddenly, I’m scooped off my feet, into Shades strong arms. “Shade!” I scream, gripping his shoulders tight.
I’ve never wondered what being carried was like, being a big girl and all.
But Shade doesn’t struggle as he carries me back up the stairs to my bedroom.
A woman can get used to this kind of princess treatment.
He lays me in bed, climbing in with me and pulls me into his side. I curl up against him like a cat, enjoying his warmth and the rise and fall of his chest as he breaths. I feel him kiss my temple and tell me to rest before I succumb to sleep.
When I wake up the sun is setting outside, casting my room in a pink and orange glow.
Shade is no longer next to me and I can tell he isn’t in the house.
But he put my bonnet over my hair before he left.
Next to me on my bed side table is a glass of water and a cinnamon roll on one of my blue ceramic plates.
I smile to myself. If Shade isn’t careful, I could definitely get used to this.