Page 10 of The Demon

It was more a story told around fires to slake the insatiable hunger my kind inherently felt.

As an ancient species, I survived for the sole purpose of being strong, conquering and pillaging as needed, and hoping that one day in my millennia-long existence, I would find my mate.

And she all but ran right into my arms.

Now, she stood in front of me, watching as I pleasured myself. My mating ridges had made themselves known for the first time, the nodules solely there to make my female feel the most intense, unimaginable pleasure.

“What does that mean?” she breathed out, and I knew she was asking about what I said about my semen.

I ran my palm over the crown, smearing the seed over my tip and down my length.

“Undress like I said, and I’ll elaborate.”

A slight tremor moved through her body, but she obeyed, finally pushing the tattered shift down her hips. It fell the rest of the way to the ground and showed me what a real human woman looked like. She was thick in all the places that counted, curvy with supple flesh that I could grip onto while I mated and bred her. And her breasts… they were large and heavy with large, dark areolas and hard nipples.

She was so soft, and my claws twitched to grip her flesh and pull her toward me.

“Come to me.” I kept my voice low and stroked my upper cock harder, my lower cock bouncing with need and leaking a steady stream of seed.

She exhaled slowly and moved closer, now only a foot from me.

“Grab me. Touch me,” I ordered, trying to keep my tone gentle.

Her head was tilted back to look at my face, and when she licked her lips again, I didn’t stop myself from leaning in and dragging my own tongue over her perfectly pink mouth.

I let go of my top cock and gripped her wrist, bringing her fingers to my shaft and curling them around the now ribbed length. Her little human hand was too tiny to wrap fully around my dick, but I’d never felt anything better.

I kept my palm over hers and forced her to stroke my cock.

She was panting now, and the way her eyelids fluttered told me she was trying so hard to fight her natural responses. But she wouldn’t win. Her soaked pussy told me as much.

“Give me what I want, and I’ll tell you all the things about my seed, little one,” I hummed.

Geraldine kept her gaze locked on where I made her hold me. A soft sound finally left her, and I growled as I reached below and gripped my bottom cock. The second shaft was slightly thinner, not quite as long, and meant to be buried in her ass as I fucked her pussy at the same time.

“My seed will aid in softening your pussy, slightly numbing the nerve endings so there is minimal pain.” I leaned in and whispered against her ear, “And will heighten your ecstasy.” Her rapid breathing fueled my arousal.

We started working our hands over my stiff cock even faster, and I stared into her face the entire time, unable to look away as she watched both of us jerk me off.

My cocks were throbbing, the thick veins on the undersides pulsing, and the ribs circling my upper shaft swelling and becoming more pronounced.

“I can’t wait to push deep into both of your tight, perfect little holes.” I stroked us faster. “Just imagine one cock in your ass and the other stretching your virgin pussy,” I rumbled low, and she made a sound of need, a mewl of desire. I squeezed her hand tighter around my length, wanting that pain and pleasure to mix into one. When I was sure she’d keep up the rhythm on her own, I let go of her hand and took hold of my slightly smaller shaft.

For long moments filled with the greatest pleasure I’d ever felt in my long, lonely life, our grips worked in tandem, pumping my cocks with fervor.

I lost all control, and I released my lower cock, reached out, and curled my hand around her waist, jerking her up and forward so her chest pressed to mine.

“More,” she croaked out, and a snarl left me.

I cupped her breast, the mound fleshy and full, her skin so soft. I hefted the weight in my large palm, her nipple tight and jutting from her arousal. I leaned in and inhaled at the base of her throat, taking in her scent. She was sweet-smelling, and my cocks throbbed.

My desire was so high I could have come without even penetrating her.

“Little one,” I growled and bared my sharp teeth, but I wasn’t sure what I was warning her about.

Geraldine exhaled and slowly tipped her head back so she could look into my face.

I squeezed her hand with mine again but kept it gentle as to not hurt her. I was too far gone in my primal need to have my mate, to make her see and feel andknowshe was mine.

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