Page 464 of Evil Hearts

My eyebrows shoot up in surprise. “You’re a virgin?”

I’m not sure of his exact age, but he has to be in his late twenties, if not early thirties. How would a man this hot have remained a virgin for all these years?

Aryx snorts. “No. I’ve had sex before, but I don’t know anything about how heats work.”

Now, it’s my turn to laugh. “I don’t think you’ll have any issues figuring that out. All you need to know is that I’ll need to have as much sex as I can over three days. You, and anyone else who answers the call, will fill me with cum until I’m overflowing. Then I’ll beg for more.”

“Fuck,” he curses, his hand dropping to his cock. He squeezes it through the fabric of his pants, and I lick my lips. I want to taste him.

“While it hasn’t kicked in yet, there is something I’d like to do.” I slither closer until he has to take a step back and then another until his back hits the wall.

He clears his throat. “How do you have sex?”

Another laugh spills from me. “In my human form. I don’t have the ability in this form, so it will be like your other experiences, for the most part.”

My hands trail over his chest as I lift myself until my face hovers in front of his. My tongue snakes out, tasting the air and his need.

Yes. I need his cock in my mouth.

He leans in, brushing his lips against mine. My tongue rubs along his, and he pulls back.

“That’s different.”

I tilt my head. “Different bad?”

“Not at all.” He shakes his head, leaning in to kiss me again. My hands slide beneath his shirt and push the offending material up his torso.

Aryx breaks the kiss to pull it off as I reach for the strings of my bikini top.

Yes, that’s right. I went grocery shopping in a bikini top. Judge me all you want, but with my heat coming up, I wanted as little coverage as possible.

He hisses as the top falls away, revealing my generous breasts. His hands lift, fingers running over the slopes before brushing across my nipples.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispers.

“As are you.” My hand reaches for the button of his jeans, tearing it open before yanking down the zipper. “You can play with my tits later. Right now, I need to taste you.”

Aryx attempts to protest, but I’m already moving back down his body, taking his pants and boxer briefs as I go. They get shoved down to his ankles where they sit on top of his shoes, but I don’t care if he takes them off. All I care about is the hard cock staring me in the face.

I run my tongue along the length before wrapping it around his girth and sliding up and down him.

He tastes delicious.

Unable to help myself, I lower my head and take him into my mouth. His taste is stronger this way.

I bob my head, my cheeks hollowed as I take him completely into my throat. Glancing up at the choked sound he makes, I grin around him.

His eyes are wide, his hand tangled in my hair as he stares at me as if I’m the best thing he’s ever seen.

The lack of a gag reflex is probably what he’s so shocked about.

Turning my attention back to the task in hand, I lift off him before gliding back down.

This is just what I needed.

Chapter Two

Voxlur

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