Page 83 of Monster's Delight

“Yes,” I replied.

“Tell me if you are uncomfortable,” he said, and then my world spun as he flipped me around and pushed my upper body down on the mattress.

His fingers trailed up the straps connecting my thigh highs to the garter belt. “So sexy,” he murmured. “I especially love the deep purple against your skin. So beautiful.” He reached the line of my cheeky panties and changed direction to trace those down between my legs.

I whimpered when he pulled away without touching me where I wanted his fingers the most.

“Something you want?” he asked.

“You know what I want,” I moaned.

“Do I?” he hummed the query. “Oh, I know. You want some space.” He flipped my skirt up over my back, exposing my ass to the bedroom, and backed away. “How’s that?”

“Nooooo,” I gasped.

“Show me what you want,” he ordered.

I flushed, burying my face in the sheets between my fists. I couldn’t possibly, could I?

“I’m waiting for you to show me what you want,” Aiden said, and I peeked over my shoulder at him. He’d settled himself in a chair close to me, but not close enough to touch.

Taking a deep breath, I wiggled my hands between my body and the bed. I pulled my panties down as far as I could reach, which was just below my ass, and spread my legs as far apart as I could manage with the material tight around my thighs.

“Good start,” Aiden said approvingly. “What’s next?”

Good question.

I circled my clit with one fingertip, and my hips involuntarily jerked into the light pressure. I couldn’t fit my other hand between my legs as well, so I moved it back up near my head. After torturing my clit with a few more circles, I stretched further and dipped two fingers inside myself. They slid in easily. I was already soaked.

“Yes, show me how you like to be touched,” Aiden said. “Fuck yourself on your hand. Make your legs quiver with need and your beautiful pussy drip for me.”

I drew in a shaky breath and continued to touch myself, his words burning through me like his fire.

I would do anything for him,I realized.

That’s a scary thought.

The slick sounds grew, what little I could hear of them over my gasps and moans. I was getting close. I could feel the waves of my orgasm approaching.

“Stop,” Aiden ordered.

I whimpered, my fingers frozen in place. “Why?”

“Because I don’t want you to come yet. You’re not desperate enough,” he replied cockily.

“Fuck you,” I groaned, burying my face in the sheets.

“Oh, you will.” I heard him shift in the chair, and then his hands were on my ass, smoothing over the skin, separating my cheeks. “But first I need you gaping. Keep going.” His thumbs slipped inside me and he pulled my lips apart, making it easier for me to fuck my fingers.

“You’re positivelydrippingwith arousal,” he murmured appreciatively. “Focus on your clit now.” As soon as I’d moved my hand out of the way, his tongue filled the void, spearing inside me and stroking me right where I needed him. I gushed a little on his face, and he moaned hungrily, lapping up all I had to offer.

I felt heat that didn’t come from me, and I knew Aiden had shifted, losing control over his form because of me. I whimpered and reached back with my free hand, searching blindly for his horn.

I found it, my knuckles bumping against the hard ridges, and gripped it hard, rocking my pussy back against his face while I pulled him forward, riding his mouth. I rocketed higher and higher, his tongue sending me close between one breath and the next.

He let me come this time, holding me hard against his face while he slurped up my essence.

When I stopped shaking, he pulled back. I saw him wipe his chin out of the corner of my eye.

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