Page 14 of Avaritia

Theon gave me a strange look. “For me?”

I’m surprised as you are, buddy. My gaze caught on the thick outline beneath the small piece of fabric he’d knotted around his waist, and my mouth watered slightly.

He didn’t look frail there.

“May I?” I asked, tugging gently at the bottom of the material.

He shredded it with his claws, exposing a cock the length of my forearm lying semierect against his stomach, and slick gushed out of me, sliding over his leg onto the mattress.

Way to play it cool, pussy.

“You are pleased,” Theon observed smugly.

“There’s plenty to be pleased about,” I murmured, grinding myself down a little harder and wondering if I could actually fit that inside my body. I didn’t shy away from a challenge—I had some huge dildos, but they were stationary objects, and I could control exactly how much I took.

There were a few more variables when the giant dick was attached to a real-life being.

“Bring your cunt here. I will ready you with my tongue.”

“Like… on your face?” I verified.

“Yes, Verity. On my face.”

Usually, I took a very if he dies, he dies approach to face sitting, but Theon looked like he might actually die, which gave me pause. But only a little. I crawled up the bed next to him, swinging my leg over his face but keeping all of my weight on my knees, and braced my hands on the headboard. Theon’s horns dug into my waist, forcing me to drape myself over them slightly, adding an extra layer of eroticism. There was no forgetting that the male underneath me was no human when his horns were propping me up.

With his long tongue, it didn’t matter that I was holding myself up slightly, but apparently, Theon wasn’t satisfied with that. He grabbed my ass from behind, claws digging into my cheeks as he yanked me downward, his rough tongue instantly filling me.

I let out a muffled shriek, burying my mouth in my forearm at the last minute. He didn’t seem quite so fragile now. His hands held me in place as he licked everywhere he could reach, from clit to ass, then back to tongue fuck my pussy some more. With each passing moment, he seemed to grow a little more energetic, his hands holding me a little tighter.

How fast was I feeding him? Did it work that quickly?

“On my cock,” Theon snarled, dragging my ass backward too fast for me to steady myself. I landed on my back between his thighs, legs draped over his body, entirely splayed out for him.

I startled at the difference already. The hollows in Theon’s cheeks and under his eyes had filled out, making him look far younger than he had just a few minutes ago. His shoulders were bulkier too, and the bones of his chest were no longer visible.

Had I done that?

Goddamn, I was powerful.

Now it was him crawling over me, a menacing look in his glowing pink eyes that probably shouldn’t have had me clenching around nothing.

He wrapped his clawed hand around the gentle curve of his yet-to-inflate knot, giving it a squeeze while staring between my thighs like I was housing the most magical thing he’d ever seen.

“You are going to be an addictive little treat, my captive.”

He rubbed the thick head of his cock around my clit for a moment before sliding it down and pushing it in, inch by glorious inch. Slick was running down my ass, pooling on the bed beneath me, easing his way, but fuck, it was still incredibly intense.

He was so big, I could feel him everywhere.

“I can’t—”

“Yes, you fucking can,” Theon growled in my ear, leaning down and nipping at my lobe. “You can take it. Grab your legs, pull them up for me.”

I obeyed instantly, my eyes rolling back as the movement pushed him a little deeper.

“Mm, look at you,” Theon murmured, gaze firmly trained between my thighs. He rocked his hips forward, and I let out a muffled moan at the sight of him sinking into me. My hand came to rest on my lower abdomen, just out of curiosity, to see if I could feel him there.

It was like pouring gasoline on a flame.

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