Page 104 of Charming Her Monsters
“Sneaky witch, how did you know it was me?” He wraps his hulking arms around my waist and lifts me into the shower tub stall.
I squeal as the cold water shocks me, but my devil just laughs.
Osen seems to fade into the background, allowing me some alone time with my demon.
Maxum gently wipes the wet hair from my face and gives me a passionate kiss. “You can’t scare me like that again.”
“What did I do now?” I ask with sincere confusion.
“I was so worried when Rob attacked,” Maxum growls. “Again.” He squirts some of my liquid soap into his hand, and uses his hands to wash my chest.
Of course, he starts with the boobs. But fuck, I love it. However, it’s very distracting.
“You know I don’t blame you for the attacks,” I try to console him, figuring out he blames himself. “And unfortunately, I doubt that’s the last we will see of that jerk.”
“I’m not really blaming you either, but…” He leans down to give me a good scrub between my legs.
“You aren’t used to not having control,” I finish for him.
“Yeah. I’m not used to it. But recently, my life has been chaotic. With Osen’s death, falling for you, and then the attacks, I’m about to lose my mind,” he says.
“I know how I could make you lose your mind in a good way.” I use some of the soap to make his cock and balls slippery and stroke him, making him moan.
Wanting to take this further, I rinse off the soap on his cock. Kneeling down in the tub, I take a moment to look back up at my demon’s face, staring into his obsidian eyes that reflect the flames of my desire.
He grips my hair and holds me in place, not allowing me to move forward and take him into my mouth. “You want to suck my cock, sweet witch?”
“Please,” I beg. I can tell how much that pleases him as his cock jerks, trying to reach my lips all on its own.
I stick my tongue out and open wide.
He moves my head forward, shoving his huge, ridged cock into my eager mouth.
Using my tongue, I play with the soft spikes along the base, as he pumps into me, reaching my throat.
“Good little monster fucker.” He pulls out and asks, “You want to swallow me down?”
“Yes, I want to taste you.”
He squeezes the base of his dick and pre-cum leaks out. “Here, taste me.”
I swipe the tip of my tongue, and his warm, spicy taste explodes in my mouth. Overcome with need, I grab the backs of his thighs and plunge down onto his cock, slurping and sucking like a madwoman.
“Rub your clit,” he orders.
I do as he says and moan with the arousal that rushes through me. I’m on the edge.
“Goddess, Jade.” His grip on my hair tightens, and he grabs the shower curtain as if that could support him. “I’m coming,” he warns.
His hot and spicy cum fills my mouth and throat. It’s too much. But I do my best to take all of him. With a strum of my fingers, I bring myself off. It’s not a brain-numbing orgasm, but I doubt this is the end of our fun. He lifts me immediately and plunges his cock into me without warning.
“Fuck!” I shout, more out of surprise. It barely twinges with pain, and I’m quickly given over to pleasure.
“I will claim you, my sweet witch,” he says, and my heart races twice as fast. “But when it’s the right time.” He pins me against the tile and slowly pumps into me.
“What if I’m ready now?” I ask.
“It’s not the right time. Besides, not in a bathroom. I want it to be… as perfect as it can be.”
