Page 74 of Beauty's Monstrous Demons

He’s unrelenting as he presses the flat side of the end of his tail over my sensitive bud. I shouldn’t be able to feel him so well through the layers I’m wearing. I’m scared I’m perfuming, fuck, I have to go.

My mind is racing, thoughts tumbling over each other in a chaotic state.

Is he capable of shredding my panties with his tail?Fuck, fuck, fuck.

“You smell really good, and this is inappropriate, but I can’t fucking help it,” he groans, dragging his tongue over my skin.

My skin is covered in goosebumps, my body still primed after he slapped my clit. I’ve been in a state of arousal for the past hour. I shouldn’t come, in fact I begin trying to close my legs, but his giant hoof gets shoved between my feet.

“I don’t fucking think so,” he grunts, lifting a leg with a few fingers into the air so there’s no way for me to stop the rolling sensations of pleasure. “You’re going to come for me, aren’t you? I don’t care if you hate me for this, I can’t change what I need.”

“What do you need?” I whine, my eyelashes fluttering as I get closer. I can hear and feel my panties tearing, all three layers, and then his tail is vibrating as it presses flat against my pussy. “Ahhhh.”

“Shhh. Be a good girl and come quietly, or I’ll be forced to silence you,” he murmurs. “Three fucking pairs of panties. That seems a bit extreme. You smell like heaven. That’s it. You’re almost there. I want you to be as obsessed with me as I am with you.”

“But… Oh my God,” I whisper. Something inside of me desperately wants to be good for him. I don’t know why, but I do.

My eyes roll back as I come, slick pushing out of my pussy. I must be making a mess of his tail, and I don’t know how I’m going to make it home at this rate. I’ll probably have to call Samael to come get me.

Yet, for the moment, all I can think about is how good he smells, and I don’t know how I didn’t know he was my match before this. It’s not until I’m twitching against the wall, coming back to myself, that I remember that he fucking violated my space.

Before I can stop myself, I backhand him across the face.

“Lorelei!” Samael yells from the theater, and I smirk as I press against the wall and raise my leg on the ground to shove at Professor Dalca’s body.

He appears surprised as he releases me, and my legs drop to the ground.

“Never touch me again,” I hiss, fixing my dress.

Smirking, he lifts the tip of his tail to his mouth and sucks on it. I can see his fangs as they peek out as well. Sometimes, when he’s talking quickly, he’ll lisp a little, and I have to tell myself that it’s not cute. No, all of this is disturbing and disrespectful.

I hate it.

“You broke into my room. That’s why I moved out,” I spit out, tossing my hair over my shoulder. “You forced my hand.”

“I can’t wait to see what else you get mad about,” he says with a bark of laughter. “You’re stuck in this production because I want to see you more. Seems like you’re not going to get your way, Sweet Girl.”

Sucking on his tail one last time, he releases it and strides back on stage, despite his raging hard-on. The bastard doesn’t seem to care. Fuck my life.

“Lorelei!” Samael yells again, forcing me to race down the stairs.

Dammit, I need to get out of here. Samael already has my bag in his hand, and I grab his hand and tug him into motion.

“I’m here, sorry. Keep moving,” I whisper harshly.

Breathing in as he walks, his eyes widen. “We are not walking through campus like this. Take a left out the doors and I’ll take us home. What the fuck happened?” he asks.

As I follow his directions, his hands wrap around me and I answer him just before he mists away.

“Bast Dalca is my last scent match,” I whisper.

“Fucker,” I hear in my mind. Phenex was fully listening through the bond. The monster is full of tricks too.

They definitely keep things interesting.

PHENEX

While Lorelei is at work, I’m going through the items that Samael brought back from her dorm. She said that she didn’t know if she should keep any of it, because Dalca was very smug about his break-in.

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