Page 33 of Demonchild

“May I… may I touch it?”

Beliath rumbled with laughter.

“Such a timid little creature. Do you think I showed it to you so you could draw a picture of it? Of course you may touch it, woman. You may explore it to your heart’s content.”

Malissa took a deep breath.

She reached up and placed her fingertips against the side of that huge shaft. It felt as smooth and hard as a piece of polished marble, but the bumps and ridges were more intricately detailed than any mortal sculptor could ever hope to create. She lowered her hand and ran her knuckles along the underside of the shaft, lifting it slightly so she could examine the crowned head. A bead of clear nectar welled from the end of it.

“Kiss it,” Beliath commanded.

Malissa leaned in and pressed her puckered lips against his tip. Her tongue slid out, nudging gently against his leaking slit. It tasted good. Sharp and sweet like spiced wine. She parted her lips and took him inside her, swirling her tongue all around his smooth, supple head.

Above, Beliath’s breath hitched.

That sound sent a rush of arousal coursing through Malissa’s body. The demon was enjoying this. He liked what she was doing to him. She was making him feel good. Her nipples hardened with excitement, and she felt herself becoming wet down below. She opened wider and took the entire head of his cock inside her mouth. She was rewarded with a fresh drizzle of precum, and she moaned softly as the pungent flavor spread across her tongue.

“Does that taste good, wench?”

Malissa moaned again in affirmation.

She gripped his base with her right hand and took him deeper. She had to open wide to fit his girth inside her, and her jaw ached from the strain, but it was worth it to feel his hard, textured shaft gliding against her tongue.

Heavens, there certainly was a lot of him. Malissa could scarcely believe he had actually fit inside that other part of her body a fortnight ago.

She circled her lips around him and bobbed her head slowly, pushing her mouth as far down his length as she could manage. Her hands took care of the rest of him, stroking and twisting and spreading her warm saliva all the way down to his base.

Above her, the demon groaned with enjoyment.

“You’re good at that, wench. Are you sure this is your first time?”

Malissa drew her mouth off of him with a wet sound that brought a flush of heat to her cheeks.

“I swear,” she said, wiping away a few dribbles with the back of her hand. “You’re the only man I’ve ever done this with.”

Beliath grabbed a tight fistful of her hair.

“First of all,” he said. “I am not a man. Second, did I give you permission to take your mouth away from my cock?”

She shook her head.

“That’s what I thought. Now put those lips back where they belong, and don’t stop sucking until your mouth is filled with my seed.”

Malissa had never obeyed a command so quickly in all her life. In the blink of an eye, she had him inside her again, even deeperthan before, and she worked her lips up and down his shaft with a desperate intensity.

“That’s better,” Beliath growled. “Do you like that, woman? Do you like sucking your master’s cock?”

“Mm-hm,” she moaned, the sound muffled by the thick meat filling her mouth.

“You don’t have to tell me,” Beliath said, and Malissa realized his voice was coming from inside her head now. “Just think it, and I will hear you.”

You can hear my thoughts?

“Yes, as long as I am inside you. Don’t slow down now. Keep sucking it, woman. That’s it. Nice and deep, just like that. Keep it up, and you’ll soon be rewarded with a mouthful of hot seed.”

I want it,Malissa thought.I want to taste it so badly.

“And you shall,” Beliath told her, petting her bobbing head. “But first you must earn it. You cannot have your dessert until you’ve eatenallyour meat.”

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