Page 21 of Demon Shy

The mood was very different now. The fear had lifted.

On our way home, Fey and human alike waved or called out a greeting as we passed.

“Did you hear?” Fallor said. “Abi is pregnant.”

“That is so exciting. How many is that now? Twelve?” I asked.

Fallor nodded. “Angel said that fey baby batter is strong, and we’ll see more babies soon. Did the doctor say you can start having sex now too?”

I chuckled. The fey were adorably frank and over the moon for anything baby-related.

“She did. I think we’re going home so Hejun can finally put his baby batter where it belongs.”

Hejun’s arms tightened around me fractionally, but he didn’t run off with me like he probably wanted to. He knew I liked talking with his brothers as much as I liked visiting with the other women.

Fallor nodded sagely. “Hejun enjoys your mouth but is eager to feel your pussy around his cock.”

I snorted a laugh. “I’m sure he is. What do you think is the best position for making a baby? Missionary? Cowgirl? Doggy?”

Hejun’s fingers twitched against me with each mentioned position as Fallor gave my question serious consideration.

I’d learned long ago that the fey didn’t believe in closed topics and shared information like crazy. It wasn’t idle gossip though. They shared to learn from each other. To become better men. Better lovers. Anything to make them more appealing to the women still resisting these amazing beings.

“I am not certain. Perhaps he should try them all?”

“Hmm… You might be right.” I looked up at Hejun, knowing full well the sweet man was dying to get me to our house. “Maybe we could start with cowgirl, move to doggy, then end with missionary. I doubt lying on my back will keep all that baby batter in me after the third time you come, but I’d like to try. A mini version of you running around sounds too precious to pass up.”

“A mini version of you, May,” Hejun said roughly. “We need more perfect females like you.”

“Then you better hurry up and take me home so you can have your way with me.”

“I will tell the others not to visit,” Fallor said helpfully. “Let me know which positions you use.”

Hejun barely got us through the door and pinned me against the wall. He did that thing I admitted I liked where he held my hands above my head and kissed me aggressively. Only he could turn me on with that move.

When he broke away, he stripped me of my pants, gripped my hips, and lifted me.

“You in a rush, sugar?” I asked, wrapping my legs around his waist. His pants were already around his ankles.

“I’ve been thinking of this for many days,” he said.

Grinning, I sank down onto his length. Humor transformed into a drawn-out sigh. Hejun was big and stretched me. I watched his face and saw his bliss and his strain.

“May,” he breathed.

“Better than you thought?”

He nodded and helped me ease down another inch.

“It’s never-ending, isn't it?” I said around another blissful, drawn-out sigh.

When I finally hit bottom, I ached with how much I’d managed to stuff inside of me. Hejun wiped my sweaty hair from my face and watched my expression as I took my time to adjust to him.

“Your pussy is perfect, May,” he said. “Warm and wet like your mouth, but it can take all of me without gagging.”

I snorted, and he grunted.

“Try not to squeeze me again, May, or I will?—“

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