Page 22 of In My Closet

Looking up at me with a happy and resolute smile, Gracie stroked the length of my jaw up to my horn. "I am all yours to do away with as you please, Valphan. Whether you fuck me like you hate me or take things slow and languid, I will be eternally grateful for it and find pleasure in it all." Leaning up, she kissed me deeply with a soft moan.

Hopefully, I don't make her regret all of it later when I inevitably lose what little control I had a slipping grasp on.

It didn't take long for me to reach the bedroom with the eager strides I took. Then, as tempting as it was to literally throw her onto the bed and ravage her, I kept myself in check enough to set her down like the precious princess she was.

The intention to slowly strip her flew out the window the moment I ran my hands up her body and groped a feel of her small breasts. With her flimsy shirt fisted tightly, I tore it away in a forceful pull, making her gasp and protest by flailing her fists against my chest. As if that would stop me from tearing the rest of her clothes away with my impatience ramping up.

"Valphan! You better be prepared to give me a whole new closet if you keep destroying my clothes like this!" She huffed with a pouty glare. "Seriously, between your little late-night pleasurings of me and your bed, I've got little to no clothes left."

With a cheeky grin, I gripped the waistband of her shorts and panties, ripping them away in another hard movement. "You wear the same outfits every damn day. I only use and ruin the ones you obviously don't need." I remarked with a roll of my eyes before settling myself between her legs and spreading them with a hungry grin on my face.

"Excuse you, I needed those dresses and the blouses." She argued with a little kick and shove to my chest with her foot.

Grumbling under my breath, I ran my hands down her legs, lingering against her inner thighs to rub the softness with my rough hands. "No, you don't. You bought those gaudy little outfits for dates, which you don't ever need in your life now that you have me."

To be fair, she had a right to be upset about how I destroyed her property because I was jealous and a little petty, but if she had nothing nice to wear, she couldn't go out, meaning she'd spend more time around me. As for my nesting tendencies with her things, that was because I needed to pass my boredom. Also, being surrounded by her scent comforted me, and feeling her soft clothes against my body gave me the illusion that she was physically there with me.

"W-what if they were for you?" She retorted weakly with an averted gaze.

Unable to help myself, I laughed a little at her attempt to argue back. "Cupcake, you can't fool a demon." I mused with my dying chuckle.

Teasingly, I parted her folds with slow strokes until her swollen clit was exposed to me. "I can't wait til I'm free to wake up between your legs." Frustration bubbled in my chest at the fact of my continuing imprisonment, but I quickly shoved it away because that was a problem for a different time.

"Fuck you to sleep at night, hold you throughout, then wake up to breakfast in bed." I teased with a cheeky grin before hooking my arms around her hips as I lowered myself down to her irresistible cunt. "Hope you're ready to go crazy from coming."

Ignoring her protest, I latched my starving mouth onto her addictive sex, sucking and licking at her like a juicy forbidden fruit. No inch of her was left untouched by my lavishing tongue that lapped at her like a thirsty hound. Forcing her legs to remain wide open with my big head and horns, I moved my head from side to side to get as much of her into my mouth as possible while stimulating her, causing her sweet moans to hike up in pitch and volume.

"Valphan! Too much!" She squealed with a loud moan as her jerking hips tried to buck away from me during the aftershocks of her orgasm.

Her frantic hands threw themselves into my hair and horns, gripping wildly at them as I pressed into her more to drive her up the wall with maddening pleasure. I didn't begin to let up until her cunt spasmed against my mouth and tongue, and her juices squirted out of her with every jerk of her tense body.

Now, I would have stopped sooner rather than later if it weren't for her tugging at my horns to fuck my face. Well, she bucked her hips at me a few times before trying to pull away because of the stimulation. It was sweet to see the struggle for more while her body was overstimulated, to see the fight in her lustful eyes.

Tightening my grip on her hips, I shoved her overly sensitive body over the edge once more, making her shake the air with her scream of rapture when I pulled another orgasm from her shaking body.

My chest rumbled with a chuckle as I pulled my dripping face away, grinning madly down at her as I licked every bit of her off my face with my long tongue. "Fucking delicious." I wanted to sandwich my head between her pillowy thighs and lick at her like ice cream for the rest of the night.

Well, maybe not tonight because the need to get myself balls-deep in her overrode my want.

But first…

"Open up."

Chapter 15

Gracie

"Huh?"

Did he say something?

Actually… Is any of this real?

My body fucking ached but in a good way. But why? And why was I crying? My cheeks were wet, but I didn't…

"Gracie, cupcake, open up." Then there was that sweet voice, so rich and smooth, but it had a wild edge to it, like a wound-up animal ready to pounce. "Cupcake, be my good girl and open that pretty little mouth of yours for me."

I felt my body obey the voice as if I were in a trance. My mouth eagerly fell open, ready to take in whatever was coming while I struggled to pull myself out of my daze. It was a struggle until panic jerked my body like I had been thrown into the Arctic waters.

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