Page 6 of Summoned

Jeremiah moans loudly, one hand gripping the sheets, the other pulling the strands of hair at the top of my head. I hollow my cheeks on the way up, creating more suction for him, and grab the bottle of lube. He stiffens when he hears me uncap it, and I slather my fingers in the cold liquid. I want to reassure him, but I won’t. I don’t know why he’s bringing this soft side out of me, but I shouldn’t care this much.

Pressing my finger to his hole, I give him just the tip. He tenses even more, but when I give him a deep suck all the way to the back of my throat, he relaxes enough to let me slip it all the way in. I thrust in and out of him a few times, then add a second finger. He moans when I crook them, and I know exactly when I find his prostate because the whimper he blesses me with makes my cock leak onto the sheets. I remove my mouth from his cock with a pop, continuing to thrust my fingers in his ass slowly,trying to drive him insane, and it must be working because his fingers tighten in my hair as he tries to get me to suck him again.

Goddamn.

Turning on the vibrator, I press it to his leg. He jumps and gasps, his fingers tightening in my hair impossibly harder until tears stream down my face.

“W-w-what is that?” His voice shakes, and I smirk, biting the inside of his thigh and drawing more blood. He hisses, his back arching off the bed. “Kaelin?”

A shiver runs down my spine at the way he says my name, and it makes me fucking giddy that he even remembered it. It sounds sweet on his full lips, better than any summoning. “Heaven,” I reply simply, knowing I’m about to make him see stars.

I withdraw my fingers, coating the vibrator with lube this time, then thrust it into him slowly. Taking his cock back in my mouth, I taste the pre-cum leaking from him, which makes my mouth water immediately. I moan as I take him to the back of my throat once more, swallowing around him, and shove the vibrator in the rest of the way. I let him adjust to it, but not for long, before I’m thrusting it in and out of his ass in hard, long strokes.

His back arches off the bed again, and I hollow my cheeks on the way back up. His cock continues to leak like a goddamn faucet in my mouth, and his legs begin to tremble as he shouts, the vibrator pegging his prostate with every pass.

“Ohmyfuckinggod.”

Not God, little human.

Just your worst nightmare.

The bed hovers off the floor, levitating at my will, and I double my efforts. He’s completely oblivious to what’s happening in this room right now, and the room temperatureincreases to scorching levels. Hot enough that even I start sweating.

“I’m gonna fucking come,” he moans loudly. “If you want me to pull out, get offnow.”

I quicken the pace of the vibrator and suck him even harder. I want to wring him dry by the time I’m done with him, and as his cock pulses in my mouth seconds later, I know I’m going to accomplish my mission. Both his hands tangle in my hair as his hips take on a mind of their own and he fucks hard into my mouth, and I moan as his cum pools and drips down my chin. The bed shakes as it falls back down to the floor, screeching loudly, and he groans as his cock softens.

Pulling away, he lets go of my hair, and I kneel between his legs. I spit his cum onto my hand, coating my cock with it, and he gasps, “Condom?”

I shake my head with a smirk. “Nah, you’re taking my cock just like this.”

“Wait, what happened to your face?” His voice trembles with the question. I know he can see the shadow behind Sam’s body, and he’s freaking out just a bit.

“Nothing, baby,” I tell him softly. “Now shut the fuck up and let me fuck you.”

He swallows hard, and I hear him gulp, which only serves to turn me on further. It’s as if I can smell his fear, taste it on my tongue. It’s an aphrodisiac, and I want more of it. But I can’t scare him too much either.

Pressing the head of my cock to his gaping hole, I slip in easily. He encases me in mind-blowing tightness and heat, and I moan. “Oh, fuck.” I mutter, and he tightens around me. “You feel incredible.”

I fold him up like a pretzel, pressing his knees toward his chest, and watch as my cock thrusts in and out of him slowly.It glistens with his cum, and I groan at how wet he feels. Incredible.

Rearing my hand back, I slap him across the face. Not too hard, but still hard enough to sting. He’s stunned as his head rears to the side, but before he can complain, I wrap my hand around his neck and squeeze. He makes a choking sound, turning bright red almost immediately, and I smirk.

“Take it, baby,” I whisper, leaning over him until we’re at face level. “Open that pretty little mouth.”

Jeremiah does as I say, parting his lips for me, and I gather my saliva and spit it into his mouth. I loosen my hold on his neck just in time to hear his choked moan, and I groan at the sound. My eyes roll to the back of my head as I quicken the pace, and my balls draw up. When I open my eyes once more, I see him gripping the sheets again. Hearing his moans is like music to my damned ears. “Are you hard again, baby?” I whisper, and he moans louder.

The angle must be blissful, and I know I’m pegging his prostate with every pass. My spine tingles, and Jeremiah looks up at the ceiling with his lip caught between his teeth, exposing his neck to me. It’s a dangerous position to be in with me, seeing as I’m definitely the predator, and he is the prey. But I don’t want to think about how he has me breaking all my rules right now.

Rule number one—don’t fuck the humans.

“You gonna come for me again, Jer?” I ask him, and he nods. “How close are you?”

“Fucking close,” he replies through gritted teeth. “Don’t stop, please. Don’t fucking stop.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it,” I moan, my balls tightening, and I know I’m about to bust. “Come for me, baby.”

“I don’t know if I can,” he whines. “I’m not touching my?—”

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