28. Valefar
Valefar
Her taste is exquisite.
The burning craving within her surges through my blood, igniting my nerve endings.
I never could have fathomed a bond like this.
I am a slave to giving her pleasure. Not just a want.
The need to bring Vesper rapture is excruciating.
I will never stop trying to rival the last high with a greater one.
My balls tighten, growing heavier with every second.
I’m a raging beast by now. But I am going to prove how sweet the rapture from her dirty hole can be.
I lick her to oblivion, rapid strokes with the very tip of my tongue, which I’d swear is still longer than the average man.
I rub two fingers at her entrance, watching her eyes roll back in her head as she convulses with the orgasm.
I don’t stop.
“Valefar!” She shrieks, her hands diving for mine.
I smack them away. “Oh, no, you don’t.” I whip my tail around her wrists, pinning them to her stomach. Then smack the swell of her breast, pinch her nipple, then resume working her clit with my tongue.
She bucks, those hips writhing from the hypersensitivity I feel down to my bones.
“Eyes on me, Mistress,” I summon her, grinning as she obeys, her gaze heavy-lidded.
“Yes, Sir—ahh, you damn devil!”
All it takes is pumping two fingers inside her while tracing a quick circle around her clit. The climax pulses through her again. Her inner muscles clench, spasming around my fingers.
Still, I don’t stop.
“The fuck?!” she cries out. “Oh, God, you’re torturing me.”
“I’m going to fuck you raw tonight, Vesper.” I work another finger inside her, pressing down on her G-spot, then lave my tongue along her swollen nodule. “I’m going to fuck you until my Evening Star erupts into a supernova.”
“Even your dirty talk is beautiful. Oh, my go—!”
She is sin and heaven racing through my veins. I will worship her with every fiber of my being, just as she deserves.
I lick her through another orgasm. Sparks of pleasure shower all over her, and I taste her, lapping up every drop of her delicious arousal.
Finally, I drop her legs from my shoulders.
They fall, trembling limbs unable to do anything else but straddle me.
Her warm pussy rests on my erection, those soaked lips sliding along my hardness.
I sense her need, as strong as my addiction.
I don’t release her wrists. Instead, I jerk my tail, forcing her arms up until they fall over my head, settling on the back of my neck. No more than an inch from my face. I stare into her vibrant green pools, finding the gold glint of my soul.
“Are you ready to be fucked like the goddess you are?”
She swallows hard, her gaze never straying. “I’m a little scared.”
I nod in understanding. “The bond between us is…overwhelming.”
“To say the least,” she breathes out.
“Would you like to know something?” I lift a finger, one coated in her juices, and trace her luscious lips.
“For once in my life, I have no fear. My emotions are many, but they all follow the same road, hellbent on the same destination. Possession. Hunger. Obsession. Desperation. But above all, love. The kind of burning which lasts through the darkness. My Evening Star. My north star. Every part of me wants the same thing. You.”
I hold her gaze. Her throat works.
“So tonight, I will have your surrender—not because I wish to conquer you, but because I want to give you a gift you have never been given.” My voice lowers. “To be adored. To be wanted without shame. To be held like something holy.”
I brush my forehead against hers. “The force inside me tonight refuses to be quiet, and I will not fight it. It is hungry, starved for centuries. Tonight, I will feed it. I want every guarded, hidden piece of you until I prove the unconditional truth, Vesper.”
My thumb traces her jaw. Her breath shivers. I smile softly. “Tonight…I will fuck your soul.”
Without another moment of hesitation, I grip Vesper’s hips, lift her high, and bring her down, impaling her on my cock.
Her scream gets lost in my mouth. The intimacy shocks me down to my core.
Her tongue battles with mine, summoning me.
I flick mine sharply against hers, tilting my jaw, opening wider, stretching her, holding her here as I fuck her as deeply with my tongue as I do with my erection.
Little whimpers escape as I work her up and down on my staff, reveling in those hot, velvet walls gushing all over me. Tears of unchecked emotion stream down her flushed cheeks. They are a new religion for me.
Her flesh is so warm, so pink, her tits heavy and soft against my chest, the nipples so erect, they are like gems.
Without leaving her cunt, I roll her onto her back, beneath me, spreading her thighs and forcing them up higher.
I withdraw to my crown. Vesper gasps into my mouth.
No holding back. I ram inside her, pounding and hammering in strong strokes.
I’ll fuck every burning scrap of flesh. She’ll feel the imprint of me for all time.
And she’ll forever know how I make her scream like no man ever could.
Her hands find my hair, tugging and gripping for dear life.
I groan into her mouth, giving her tongue more rapid flicks.
With every savage thrust of my shaft, the fever in my blood thickens, racing faster, burning hotter.
Desperate for every inch of her, I lower my mouth to her throat, nipping the skin, sinking my teeth into the flesh.
She whimpers, but her pussy gushes more, smolders around my length.
I take her breasts in my hands, plumping the heavy mounds, thumbs flicking the peaked tips. I suck each one, reddening them before swinging my tail and cracking the arrow along one ruby red bud.
Vesper hisses, but a thrill courses through me from how she tightens.
“You get off on my tail, don’t you, Ves?” I pause inside her while flicking her other nipple. “Your slutty little cunt just sucked me in deeper. So fucking wet for me. Tell me…when my venom eases the pain of your cramps and brings brighter orgasms, why did you select my tail?”
A little smile finds her mouth. "Because it's an extension of your identity. And while you may have used it for torture for centuries, now it's beautiful torment as you said."
She tugs at the leather strap holding it together, spilling my black locks all around my face. "That tail caught my grandmother's casserole dish. It fought a hellhound. Ozzy has declared war on it twice. It's part of this family now — in an absurd way," she laughs. "We love it."
I laugh with her, but take a moment to fish my tail into my fallen Halloween robe. Vesper’s eyes lift as my tail comes out again, coiled around two bottles. I had prepared in advance, hoping to try anal tonight.
“What—”
“I may have helped myself to some of the holy water after Manny left while you were tending to nature’s call,” I grin, uncapping the bottle, and pouring some onto my tail.
She shakes her head in disbelief. “I love how much you prepare for me.”
“Your needs always come first. Now…what way would you like me to use my tail, Mistress?” I circle the arrowed tip around her nipple. She squeezes around me again.
“I-I um…wouldn’t say no to more breast play.”
I crook a wicked smirk. “Let us see how hard you come from my tail and nothing else.”
“Oh, God, you’re going to be the death of me.”
“Yes,” I confirm. “We will both die tonight. And consume. We will die again and again. Tonight is our resurrection.”
With that, I bring my tail down in a hard strike. More blood rushes to my dick as she clenches harder. In between each lashing, I torment her nipples and caress the striations with my tongue, soothing the stinging flesh. Not once does she say her safe word.
In many ways, Vesper is my little pain slut.
A perfect balance for a former predator of the Pit.
It is controlled violence. She claims her power through the pain I bring to her as I prove to her how the torment can be used to raise her higher.
It is not a pain of greed or selfishness.
It is love through affliction. Beauty from ashes.
Still, I do not move. Swinging my tail, I lash her nipple again. This time, when I close my mouth around the stiff bud, her pussy flutters.
“Ohhhh!” she cries, falling apart all around me, her hips rolling.
“Yes, fuck my cock with your greedy pussy.” My dirty talk only has her tightening more, smothering me to the snapping point.
Now, I unleash myself. Chest to chest now, I fuck her like a rabid beast, sliding my arrow down to her clit. She gasps, not expecting me to spank the inflamed flesh with the organ. Her fingers knot in my hair. Her hips rock against mine.
“You’re so beautiful,” she murmurs against my mouth. “So…mine.”
I groan and take her mouth. I go fierce, I go wild, pounding her until the pleasure explodes.
Choking on it, I heave and shoot so much cum into her, my balls ache from the excruciating bliss.
Vesper convulses, my climax spurring her on.
Frenzied breaths leave her flaring nostrils as the orgasm seizes her blood; her body shakes from the force.
I pull out even as she comes down from her high. Untethering her arms from my neck, I spread her wide, dive for her pussy, and lick her again.
“Oh, fuckfuckfuck, what the hell are you doing?” she shrieks, but her spine arches, her body begging for more. I pump four fingers into her opening.
Seconds later, she’s coming again, gritting her teeth around a scream.
And during the orgasm, I uncap the other bottle, part her cheeks, and rub the lube all over her little asshole.
It puckers, winking for me. But I can tell she’s too stiff.
I need to take this hole when she least expects it, when she’s surrendered, her muscles relaxed from back-to-back climaxes if necessary.
“I may have brought a few other things with me, Mistress.” I wink at her, then wag the toy.
“Ohgodohgodohgod!”
I chuckle darkly, inserting the vibrator into her pussy. When her hands claw at mine, I snap my tail around her wrists again, this time jerking them above her head.
“Fuck, Vale!”
“In due time, Ves.”
I turn the vibrator on to its highest setting. She screeches like a wild banshee.
“It comes highly rated,” I assure her, leaning in to whisper in her ear.
“Said to deliver mind-blowing stimulation, inside and out. The inner curve satisfies your G-spot as the vibrating rabbit ears tease your clit, which is ever so red and inflamed. Hell, your nerve endings are lighting up like firecrackers. I feel the heat, Mistress. I sense the embers thrilling your veins.”
“You goddamn incubus!” she belts out, her throat dry from all her screams.
“All those glorious chemicals flooding your system. The delicious endorphins echo through mine.”
I look down to find her clit quivering as the vibrating tips tickle and tease the bloated flesh, dancing all over the hypersensitive nerves.
Her walls tremble. She clamps down, grinding hard.
While she’s still coming, I remove the vibrator and plunge the other toy—one I purchased myself—so far into her pussy.
She gasps, then moans. “Valefar!”
“Yes, Mistress?”
“Is that a…crystal?”
“Thulite,” I note, my pulse quickening from the adrenaline thrilling through her. “It opens the heart to passion and warmth, encouraging you to share your energy with the world. But you will share it only with me tonight.”
Grinning to show all my teeth, I begin to thrust the crystal in and out, fucking her with the stone of passion. Lust flares all over her face, as bright and beautiful as her namesake.
The moment she tilts her chin up to the stars, I pour the lube over my shaft, lower my mouth to hers, and plunge inside her virgin back hole in one strong thrust, spearing halfway.
Her anal walls lock all around me—so miraculously tight, I swear all the Seven Deadly Sins are surrounding me in an all-consuming liquid fire.
Vesper opens her mouth, but no sound comes out. I pause above her lips, searching her eyes. They are unblinking, but I cannot read her expression. “Ves?”
“Just…ummm, give me a second.”
“One.” The corner of my mouth crooks.
“You call me a brat,” she huffs.
“Your ass is unbelievable,” I say without moving. The crystal presses against my dick on the other side. “It is hell’s sin and heaven’s rapture. Tell me what you feel, my Star.”
“It’s hard to explain. It hurts so much.” I stiffen until she takes a deep breath and says through tears, “But that sin and rapture you’re feeling, it’s surging through me. It makes me want to explore more.”
“Say the word, and I will fuck this beautiful, filthy hole, Ves. Or tell me to get the fuck out, and I will.”
“Fuck me, Valefar. Just take out the crystal first. And for the love of all things merciful, please go slow.”
“As you wish, Mistress.” I remove the crystal.
Now, I fuck her slow and deep. Inch by inch, I sink in further, the lube easing my motions. She whimpers through each one. But her shallow gasps turn longer as she breathes through the pressure. It damns me, the excruciating grip of her ass.
As I rock her, I pay attention to her other erogenous zones. I flick her nipples with my thumbs. My tail rubs her clit, working it with its natural softer vibrations. Her spine arches, hips beginning to move to my rhythm. Her cheeks turn redder, her breasts flushed and hot against my palms.
“Devil in hell, you’re soaked,” I remark when my fingers find her sodden opening. “You’re my filthy girl, aren’t you? Love it when I fuck your ass.”
“Yes, yes, I love it.” She clenches more, riding me, our tethered sensations latching onto one another in an unbreakable bond. “Faster. Harder. Fuck my ass.”
“I’ll fuck you. And your soul. And you…will fuck mine.”
I unleash the monster inside.