Page 22 of My Sleep Paralysis Demon

“Of course. If you’re okay with having an ugly monster.”

I growled this time, getting up on my knees and twisting to look at him. “You are far from ugly!”

“I scared you for a year. I scare people for a living.”

“So do scare actors. Whatever gets your rocks off. I don’t regret it.”

He blinked at me, hands running up my belly and cupping my breast. My back pressed against his chest, feeling his warmth, and shadows flickered around. “You’re too sweet, my Seren.”

One of his hands dropped between us as I sank my head into his shoulder. His heavy hands knead themselves into my breasts. His other was pushing my thighs apart and pressing his tip against my entrance.

I gasped, my eyes opening.

His hand on my breasts slid up to grip my neck. “Take me, baby.”

Without warning, he was pushing inside of me, deep.

I gasped and grabbed back at his hips to steady myself. He was holding me against him, keeping me upright. “You’re so big.”

He chuckled, hot breath brushing my face and neck. “It’s all yours.” He pushed until our skin met, and he was fully inside of me. With a few thrusts, my body adjusted to its length, completely forgetting that I was sore from last night. I heard how wet I was around him, some of my juices and some his spit. It helped him to slide inside and out of me so easily.

My eyes closed, and a moan fell from my lips. It felt so good.

I felt his cold tentacles wiggling upwards. I trembled against him when they found my nub, slowly rubbing me despite his fast-thrusting pace.

“Good girl. You are taking my monstrous dick so well,” he encouraged.

My nails dug into his hips from behind.

The bed was jerking harder than it was yesterday, following his hard thrusts.

My body felt weak, needing to have more support. He must have felt that because he let me go, and I fell on my hands and knees. He adjusted me so he could slam into me from behind.

I buried my face into the blankets and sheets, crying out with pleasure. His veins were so harsh, making my tight wall grip them and feel them. “Kage!”

My hips tightened painfully as a heavy orgasm built inside of me.

“Cum for me. You can do it.”

But his shadows moved, pushing inside of me and all of them searching for my g-spot. He found it so quickly, making my whole-body shake. My knees were weak and about to give out.

I felt his hot tongue wrapping around my waist and then dipped to my clit, flicking it just perfectly.

I pushed my ass back to meet his hard thrusts. Our skin slapped against each other.

“Kage!” I cried, and it became a chant on my lips. White flashed behind my eyes as pins and needles rushed over my skin. My moans hitched and echoed loudly. If I had neighbors close, they would hear every single moan. Shit, even the ones that weren’t close probably heard, and I didn’t care.

My hips pushed back against him, searching for my high.

I hit it with a sob, burying my face into my bed and screaming. My whole body stiffened as the orgasm took over. His claws dug into my hips, sending pain to mix with the pleasure.

My body fell limp, but his hands held me. Just like yesterday, I was trying to push him away. His tongue against my clit was too much, each flick making my whole-body tremble and shake.

“Kage!” I urged, trying to push his hips away.

He growled, hips snapping harder. His claw reached forward and gripped the bed frame. Then his hips were snapping harder and harder into me.

My eyes rolled back, and my nails gripped my blankets.It was too fucking much.Like a vibrator being pressed against my clit, even though I had already finished.

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