Page 38 of Beauty's Monstrous Demons

“What is the bad news you have for me?” she asks.

“You really want that part first?” I ask, intrigued.

“Yes,” Lorelei says, smirking. “Go on, tell me.”

Waiting for her to pull onto the road, I nod. “I have a theory,” I begin. “I reflexively scare people as a habit. When I’m walking to class with you, while I’m teaching, or throughout campus. Since I met you, I’ve found that fear isn’t converting into energy.”

“Uh huh. Please continue,” she drawls.

God, she has to know where this is going right? Is she going to make me say it?

Fuck, yeah she is.

“I haven’t truly fed in a week,” I state. “Not fully since the library when I met you. Your small spurts of fear helped to give me small snacks, but I’m fucking starving. I went on a fact finding mission. I scared fourteen people total tonight, and the only one who filled my energy tank was you.”

“Okay,” she says, nodding. She doesn’t appear to be worried about this at all. How is that possible? “We joked about my being your only energy source, are you saying that I truly am?”

“Yeah. That’s exactly what I’m saying,” I grunt. “I’ve never heard of this happening before, but I know my body, and this is terrible.”

“Why?” she asks. “I like when you scare me.”

She’s perfect. Here, take my mate bite, marry me, be my everything forever. It’s too soon for all of that, but every cell in my body is humming with happiness. Lorelei Rose isn’t running away from me.

“It’ll be intense, beautiful. Chases to truly make you believe I'm going to hurt you, inopportune moments where I terrify you because I can,” I explain. “No one else fucking measures up.Don’t get me wrong, I’ll use my powers to protect you, ensure people give you space so they don’t trample you, but I’ll never feel full without you. That’s a big ask for someone that I just met.”

“It’s different though,” she insists. “We’re meant to be together, fate, fortune teller, and who the fuck knows who else say it. I hate that you went looking for a meal when I’m right fucking here.”

“Fuck,” I groan. “When you say it like that, I might come in my pants with a mouth like that.”

“Can I watch?” she asks, smirking as she glances at me.

“Lorelei, you’re killing me,” I say. She didn’t see me when I masturbated as Phenex ate her out in the shower. I got to enjoy the way he ate her like the perfect meal, but she’s never seen my cock or how I take care of myself.

“Please? You and Phenex spoil me with orgasms, but I’m starting to get a complex,” she says. “Is your cock blue, are there two of them, why do you both act as if you’re going to scare me off?”

“We’re trying to give you the space to get to know us,” I say, almost whimpering as I feel precum begin to slide down my shaft. Motherfucker. “Outside of sex, or being dickmatized.”

“You’re putting a lot of emphasis on the power of good dick,” she teases me. “I just want to see it, watch you cum as you fall apart for me.”

“Baby,” I practically whimper. “Is this really what you want?”

“Yes,” Lorelei says, nodding. “Wait, to make sure I understand everything. I’m the only one who you can get energy from, and you have to scare me in order to gain that. Does this mean that you can chase me through the woods and maybe fuck me at the end of it?”

“You and your goddamn dirty mouth,” I breathe, pulling my dick out of my pants. “Such a tempting little… scent match.”

Damn, I almost said omega. I need to pressure Phenex to give his history lesson as soon as possible. God only knows when she’ll end up having her heat. We also need to figure out who this dickwad was who invaded her space and is hers.

Right now, though, I’m going to give her what she wants. My hand slowly moves over my shaft, collecting precum to use it as lube. Her scent surrounds me as she bites her lip glancing between the road and my hand as I jack off.

“Pull off as soon as you can,” I rasp. “Don’t get in an accident while you’re watching me.”

Nodding, she drives around a curve as she leaves town, carefully finding a spot to pull off the road to park. Turning on the overhead light, I pull on the recline handle to lean back enough so she gets a front seat experience as I fuck my cock with my fist for her.

I am not small, the circumference of the crown of my shaft large enough to make her lips part in desire and surprise.

“I love how turned on you are as you watch me,” I rasp, my hand working my dick over. I’m not going to last long. I’m so damn turned on after scaring her, listening to her dirty words, fuck me. “Your eyes are dilating, are you wondering what this will feel like in your tight cunt, baby?”

“Ye-yes,” she stutters, her breasts bouncing with the strength of her sharp breaths. “It’s so pretty.”

---