Page 32 of Taken to the Shadow Realm

“Is that your way of saying you want a distraction?” I asked her.

“Distraction?” she purred. “How can my little pet distract me? It seems like I've been doing all the distracting.”

I bit my lip, unable to hide my smile. “We can make a little competition out of it. See who could distract the other more.”

Her eyes lit up at this.

“Do you want to touch me, my pet?”

“I want to taste you,” I said, lowering my voice. “I want you to ride my face while your shadows fuck me. I want to see who can last the longest. Who can keep up while the other becomes a quivering mess.”

She let out a light laugh, and the sound made me burn all over. It was so unrestrained, so… genuine. For the first time that day, there was lightness in her eyes.

“The only quivering mess will be you.” The certainty in her voice won her a glare from me.

“If you're so sure,” I sang.

“I am,” she said, her body puffing. “Your cunt sucked me in so greedily last time; you really think this time will be different? I'll have you begging for me to make you come while I'm riding your face.”

Fuck.

I couldn’t stop the shower of excitement that went through my body—not that I wanted to.

“My little pet's mouth is so sweet,” Yien said on a moan as she dragged her cunt across my tongue.

I gripped her thighs, my hands and arms shaking as I tried to hold myself together.

“You're not giving up already, are you?” she asked, a playfulness to her tone.

I made a noise and used my tongue to tease her entrance before running it up and around her clit.

“Just like that, my little pet,” she cooed. “Your master’s so close. Show me how good of a little human you can be.”

I had already lost the competition many times. Her shadows were forced deep into me, rubbing against my G-spot while another played with my clit. If there was one thing I learned quickly about Yien, it’s that she loved a good competition.

It was unfair. She had so many shadows at her disposal. Three pumping into me, stretching me. Another on my clit. Two more pulling apart my legs and forcing them to keep still so she could continue working me as orgasm after orgasm crashed through me.

But I would never back down from a competition either, and she hadn't even come once. She looked down at me with a smug grin. I glared back at her, digging my nails into her thighs to keep her still so I could suck hard on her clit.

Her mouth dropped open, and she let out a shaky groan.

“Are you going to make me come, my little pet?” she asked. “Are you going to lick up all my nectar after I spill all over your mouth?”

I made another noise, trying to tell her that I would like nothing more.

She let out a growl and leaned forward, placing her hands on the bed, grinding fully against my mouth while I flattened my tongue.

“Just like that,” she breathed, her pants filling the room, our moans entangling.

It was such a surreal experience. She was a completely different person. During our time alone together, she showed me more of herself than I ever got to see outside the bedroom.

I watched as her eyes hooded, her mouth widened, her face twisted in pleasure, and her body shuddered against me.

Bloodlust played at the edges of her face, and her shadows paused as her orgasm ran through her body. Her movements became wild, her hips bucking against me as she sought her continued pleasure.

Her wetness leaked onto my mouth, and just like I wanted to, I cleaned up every bit of it, moaning at her taste.

She was every bit the demon I first thought her to be. But seeing her as she came was like seeing her in a totally different light.

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