Page 24 of Dreaming of the Demon

Sure enough, being licked and filled at the same time was more than I could stand. I gave a low cry as I felt my orgasm rushing through me. My back arched and I grabbed his horns so hard I was sure I would have marks on my hands later—not that I cared.

“Malik!” I moaned loudly. “Oh my God, yes—please! Don’t stop! Right there—don’t stop!”

He didn’t stop. In fact, he lapped even harder, riding out my orgasm as I tugged hard on his horns and his tail swelled inside me until I couldn’t take it anymore.

“Oh!” I panted. “Oh please…too much…too much!”

Malik didn’t stop licking at once, but his tongue became gentler and he began licking all around my clit instead of focusing on it exclusively.

I moaned softly as his tail slipped out of my pussy. I watched in wonder as it went from a thick club back to a thin whip and the end of it, which had become a rounded head, turned back into a triangle.

“I…I didn’t know you could do that with…with your tail,” I panted, finally letting go of his horns. “I mean, change its shape like that or making it bigger and smaller.”

He licked his lips and looked up at me with half-lidded eyes.

“Fucking delicious. There’s a lot you don’t know about me, baby.”

“Mmm…” I reached for his horns again and pulled him towards me.

Malik rose up on his knees and captured my mouth in a kiss. I moaned and opened my lips for him, loving my own secret flavor on his tongue.

I think we would have gone for it right then and there on my Great Aunt’s couch if there hadn’t been a sudden pounding on my front door.

“Oh!” I gasped as we pulled apart. “Who could that be?”

My question was answered almost immediately as I heard Goody Albright’s voice calling,

“Celia? Can you please come out? We have a rather large problem!”

CHAPTER TWELVE

Ihurriedly pulled on my clothes and ran for the front door. When I pulled it open, I saw Goody Albright standing there, looking more upset than I had ever seen her. Her usually neatly coiffed gray hair was all askew, as though she’d been raking her hands through it. And her sharp green eyes, behind her gold-rimmed spectacles, looked nearly wild.

“Goody Albright? What’s wrong?” I exclaimed. “Is the Red Lion on fire?”

“As a matter of fact itis—only not how you’re thinking.” She grabbed me by the arm. “Come on—I need to show you something.”

“What? What is it?” I demanded, nearly running to keep up with her. But Goody Albright wouldn’t answer—she just kept dragging me in the direction of Main Street, where all the businesses of Hidden Hollow were located.

Malik was right behind us and I threw a worried look over my shoulder at him. He shrugged in obvious confusion but I was glad he was with me anyway. Whatever it was Goody Albright wanted to show me, it didn’t seem good and I was glad to have someone backing me up.

Since we were practically running—Goody Albright could really move when she wanted to—we got to the Red Lion pretty quickly.

“There.” Goody Albright stopped in front of the broad front porch which extended the entire length of her B&B and flung out an arm.

For a moment, I wasn’t quite sure what was going on. It was twilight and the lighting was very dim. There were no flames shooting out of the windows of the bed and breakfast though theredidseem to be an unusually large number of people on the front porch. They seemed to be doing something, but what? I squinted and took a few steps forward.

Then I heard a low groan and someone gasped in a musical voice,

“That’s right—give it to me, Sherman! Oh Goddess, that feels sogood!”

“Oh my!” I breathed, putting a hand to my mouth as I finally realized what was going on. “They’re…”

“They’re all up therefucking. Please excuse my language,” Goody Albright said tartly. “All of my guests—do you know who they are, Celia?”

“Er, no. Sorry.” I shrugged uncertainly. “Who are they?”

“This week the Red Lion is hosting The Council of Wisdom—an assembly of elder witches and warlocks who are the oldest and most esteemed members of the magical community. They travel around the world, judging the most difficult cases in the magical court system. They are revered for their wisdom and restraint!” Goody Albright went on. “Not a single one of them is under five hundred years old. And now justlookat them!”

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