Page 33 of My Hunger, Your Soul

“If you’re asking if I’m gonna fuck this plump ass, then yes, I’m gonna take your ass to heaven and back,” I say as I move my hands down and take a handful of each cheek in my hand and squeeze. He whimpers, his head falling back with his eyes closed, lost in the sensation. I take advantage of his exposed neck and lick it from the bottom to his jaw, nibbling at his skin, licking the sweet flavor that is flowing from his pores. I swear I can smell every part of him. His desire from his dick, the blood from his pumping heart, the sweet scent of sweat from his excitement and nerves. A cocktail of destruction that I’m more than happy to dine on.

“Lay on the bed, hands above your head, legs open,” I order, and like an addict high on his drug of choice, Tyler hops onto the bed, no questions, just compliance.

I start at his feet, determined to taste every inch of skin. I need to have it imprinted in my brain of what each part of him tastes and feels like. Flashes in my mind have my dick harder at the idea of cutting him open and licking his insides, touching the organs that make him a living being to see if they are as beautiful as I imagine. But that's just a fantasy as I don’t want him dead. I want him warm-bodied and willing.

I bite his big toe, causing him to flinch his leg back, but I hold him firm.

“You’ll take everything I give you, Ty. And I want to feast on you, every part of you. Do you understand? This is my treat tonight.”

“Fuck…yeah, sorry. It tickles.”

“I don’t care. Don’t move away from me. Got it?”

“Yeah. Please, just don’t stop,” he pants, and I’m ecstatic that he’s loving being told what to do. Could this be real? That I can be genuinely me in his presence and not have to hide behind lies and masks? That he will fall for the monster who dreams of depravity in all forms, that gets off on the hurt I can cause?

I go back to nibbling his toes before using my tongue to glide up his inner leg. He has no hair at all on his body, apart from his head, and I love it. The moans and groans coming from him do nothing but encourage me to take him over piece by piece. I get to his groin and suck and nibble on the flesh around his pretty dick, ignoring where he wants my mouth the most. I move further up, pushing my tongue into his belly button, swirling it around, lapping up a flavor that's different from the rest of his body. It's sweeter. Sharper in taste. He writhes beneath me, torn between pleasure and wanting me to stop. But I won't stop. I’ll never stop. Tyler is mine now. He belongs only to me and I intend on keeping him close.

“Ohhh god,” he whispers in pleasure as I reach his hard, small pebbled nipples and suck them hard until his body arches off the bed. So delicious. But there is something else I want to taste. His most untouched part, the part that has remained a secret from all his other lovers and will only belong to me. Fuck it, I might have to tattoo a flag with my name on his ass just to mark the moment.

I stand from the bed and pull him by the legs to the edge, lifting his legs in the air. He grabs onto the sheets beside him, preparing himself as he knows what I’m about to do, and from the slack jaw and dopey eyes, I can tell he is gagging for it. I kneel on the floor so my mouth is perfectly aligned with the sweetest little pink puckered hole I’ve ever seen. I spread his ass with both hands.

“Keep your legs up,” I say before driving my tongue into his tight virgin hole. Holy fuck he tastes even better here. It's got that hint of sweetness, but there is another flavor, more tart and manly. Its so fucking good, I’m not sure if I can stop.

“Holy fuck! Ivan…oh my god…feels so goood,” he shouts as I plunge my tongue as deep as I can into his passage. I lavishly lick around his hole in between each thrust, feeling the muscle loosen more with every groan as he relaxes into it. His legs rest on each of my shoulders, and a hand then grips my hair that’s tied up, which he tugs until a burning pain radiates from my scalp, and fuck, do I like it.

I don’t know how long I spend eating him out, but he has lost all sense of shame with how loud he is, and I shamelessly enjoy my meal. But my dick is ready for more. I need to feel the warmth inside of him. To feel him suck me in. I abruptly move away from him as his legs drop over the side of the bed with a thud. He’s so high on pleasure he barely notices me move to the side table to collect what I need, a large bottle of lube and a small knife.

“Why do you have a knife?” he asks. His large eyes giving away his fear.

“I need to taste every part of you, Ty. Even your blood. I’ll go crazy not knowing,” I say, panting with excitement as I quickly flick the blade under his nipple and he gasps in surprise as I lean in and lick the small trickle of blood. Christ, I could drink him all up, he tastes that good. I’m feral with need. Possessed. I groan as I suckle on the small cut, trying to draw out more of the delicious liquid.

“Oh god, Ivan. What are you doing to me? It feels sooo good,” he whines, only encouraging me to take more. But I stop, knowing that I’ll want to cut him deeper for a better taste.

“Your blood is addictive, Ty. But I need to fuck you now,” I say as I pull away, getting into position to fuck his brains out.

“I’m fucking you raw, sweetheart. You got nothing to worry about, I got tested before you arrived,” I say as I take in his beautiful body that glistens with sweat.

“Uh…I haven’t had sex since the last time I had a test. It’s been a long time.”

I smile. A part of me will be inside of him, even after tonight finishes. I wonder what that would look like. Would my cum cling to his hot channel? Does it get absorbed? How long until he would completely be clear of me, until I have to fill him up again? Who am I kidding, I’ll fill him up daily. He’ll have the loosest hole in the US.

I slather the lube onto my cock, before taking a large amount and smearing it in and around his hole, making sure he’s as lax as possible.

“Knees to chest, Ty. Time to take you on that ride.”

He holds his knees back to his chest, exposing himself to me, his hole wider than it was, prepared to perfection. I guide the tip of my dick to his entrance and push in.

“Hmm… fuck me, you’re tight. Sucking me right in,” I growl, and watch his face morph between pleasure and pain.

“Don’t hold your breath, just breathe through it. I’m gonna pound you, sweetheart. You want that, right? Wanna make me cum in that virgin hole of yours?”

He throws his head back as I fully seat myself inside of him and hold onto his dick with remnants of the lube on my hands.

“Yes! It feels amazing, why does it feel so gooood…ahhh,” he moans.

“Because your hole has been waiting for me, sweetheart. Now it’s happy. You’ve both been waiting for me, Ty. Waiting to be claimed and fucked within an inch of your life. That's what you were made for. Made for me.”

“Yes, oh god, yes,” he screams, clawing at my shoulders as I lean over him and fuck him like my life depends on it. He clenches on each withdrawal causing my eyes to roll at the intense pleasure he’s giving my cock.

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