Page 10 of Hollow Nights

What is wrong with me?I began to drain the tub, standing as the water gushed down my body. Without looking, I stepped around the shower curtain and nearly ran into him.

“Everything alright?” Axelle asked, grinning.

I quickly pulled the shower curtain over myself, trying to hide my body, even though we both knew he’d already seen it. “Whatthe fuck are you doing in here? I just told you to stay out of the bathroom when I ba?—”

“When you bathe, yes. But let’s be honest—you weren’t bathing just now, were you, Libra?” I opened my mouth to speak. “Uh-uh. I think you forget,” he stepped towards me, “I can smell that sexual tension and frustration between your legs the same way I can taste your fear.” His tail delicately brushed the damp hair from my face, my body nearly shivering at his touch. “Would you like a helping hand?”

“Excuse me?” I pulled back from him. “I don’t need or wantanythingfrom you.”

“Are you sure about that? Because what I smell says otherwise.” He inhaled deeply as I squeezed my legs together, fighting back my urges. “Oh, Libra. You’re so close to the edge, aren’t you? Come on, let me help you.”

“You’re seriously asking to have sex with me?” I snorted at the thought, though deep down, I wasn’t totally against it. I just wanted to come. I was aching, the pain almost excruciating. But the idea of his demon dick touching me was, well, frightening.

Axelle yanked the shower curtain from the hooks, ripping it from my body as I jumped, my body wet and fully exposed. I tried to cover myself, but it was no use. A low rumble vibrated from his chest as he looked me up and down.

“I—I?—”

“Don’t worry,” he whispered, taking my hand and guiding me to the bathroom sink. He wiped the foggy mirror as I stared back at our reflections. “It’s just sex, and I promise, I won’t hurt you. Not unless you ask me to.” His body pushed against my back, shoving me roughly into the counter as his claws scraped up my thighs and along my lower abdomen. His tail brushed my hair aside as his mouth hovered over my exposed neck. “Let me take care of you, Libra. Let me help you over that edge as you fall into the abyss.” I nearly melted at his words.

Axelle widened his mouth, his tongue slithering up my neck to my ear as I gasped, excited by the feel of it. His claws dug into mythighs, pulling my legs further apart. “I can tell you’re close, so I’m not wasting any time.” He pulled back, forcing my face forward as the spade of his tail suddenly entered me. I cried out at the pressure as he moved it back and forth, fucking me with it. My hands gripped the side of the counter, my face sliding against the wet mirror as I remained partially bent over. My tits bounced and swayed, one of his hands tugging at my piercings, playing with my nipples, while the other gripped my ass hard.

All the pressure and built-up anticipation bubbled to the surface, engulfing my body in fiery desire. I was both scared and devouring what he was doing to me, liking the way it made me feel. He increased the pressure of his tail, thrusting deeper and harder, grunting as he did so. The sounds he made, the way he felt—it was almost too much.

“Oh yes, I can smell your orgasm building… It's dripping all over my tail. Give it to me, Libra.” The pain and pressure continued to build, my core tightening as I gasped and moaned, trying to control it. “Don’t you dare try to keep it from me,” he growled. “That’s mine.” His hand moved as he aggressively inserted a claw into my ass, fingering me. I cried out, slightly pulsating around his tail. “That’s right. Give it to me.” His tongue ran up my spine, sending chills along my skin. It was too much. I couldn’t wait any longer.

I nearly screamed, moving fast against him, pulling at my orgasm, coming hard. My body spasmed, clutching his tail and claw as I soaked him completely. My heart raced, aching from the intense wave of euphoria. My orgasm lingered for a moment, my body drowning in it as I tried to control my breathing. I could feel myself just gushing all over him. Axelle slowed his pace, eventually pulling his tail from inside me along with his claw, allowing me to catch my breath as I gripped the counterand stared back at him through the mirror. He was grinning, watching me as he raised the spade to his mouth and began to suck on it, savoring it.

“I thought your fear was tasty,” he licked his lips, wrapping his tail around my waist as he pulled me roughly against his body, “but your pleasure is just as exquisite.” His claws gripped my breasts as he pushed his hardened cock against my ass, rubbing it against me. I was still so sensitive, his touch pulling at my hovering orgasm. I almost didn’t want him to stop.

“Imagine how much better I could make you feel if you’d let me.” He made snarling noises, like an animal begging and whimpering. “I helped you; now, it’s time you helped me.” His hand moved towards my vagina, rubbing my clit delicately with his claw. I inhaled sharply as he continued, allowing him to milk another orgasm from me. It happened so quickly—almost too quickly. My body pushed back into his as I moaned, leaning into his touch as he moved perfectly alongside me, touching every part of me just right. My throat burned, dried out from the hot, damp air and screaming moans. I knew I was done as I slowly relaxed, fully satisfied despite Axelle’s growing erection nestled against me.

“I’m sorry,” I breathed, “but I think you’ll just have to summon yourself another shadow-person to help you.” I pushed away from him as he stared at me, impressed and annoyed. I grabbed a towel, grinning as I wrapped it around my body and began to leave, opening the bathroom door.

“Libra,” he whimpered. I turned to look at him, rubbing the giant bulge beneath his tight leather pants. He was desperately aroused and in pain.

Good.Suffer.

“Not my problem, Axelle. I’ve got a date tonight, so stay out of my room while I get ready like a good little monster, okay?” I bit my lower lip, feeling a bit sinister as he growled. “Andfeel free to clean up any mess you make in there.” I closed the bathroom door, pleased with myself.

As much as I hated to admit it, Axelle wasn’t wrong. He did make me feel good, but more importantly, I felt so much more relaxed.

Axelle

Libra was visibly anxious, twisting the napkin in her lap as she eyed the silverware on the table. She was meeting some random guy her co-worker, Sterling, had set her up with at a fancy establishment. I didn’t particularly like the idea of any of this, but it was her date, and as she said in her stupid fucking rules…I couldn’t fuck with her life anymore. I groaned, crossing my arms as I stood next to her.

“Can you just go somewhere else, please?” she whispered harshly, trying not to draw attention to herself. I smirked.

“What’s wrong, fleshbag?” I gripped the back of her chair, leaning in close. “Are you nervous your date won’t show? Or are you still thinking about how well I fucked you over the bathroom counter with my tail?”

I could see her skin prickling, reminiscing how I made her come twice. I had to admit, even though she left me aching, I really enjoyed myself. Hearing the sounds she made, feeling her sweet little pussy contract around my tail—it was even better than jacking off while I listened and watched her play with her little pink toy. Fuck, just thinking about it all excited me, my nerves shooting with a craving to fuck her again, even if she did leave me whimpering like a fool. I was addicted to her fear already, but now, I was addicted toher.

My eyes lingered over her, admiring the outfit she chose. She was wearing a knee-length, black cocktail dress with sheer, off-the-shoulder sleeves that ruffled around her wrists. The velvet material of her dress hugged her curves perfectly, highlighting all her tattoos and those perfect tits of hers. Her hair was even styled with a black velvet ribbon, adding a touch of false innocence to her demeanor. None of it was her usual choice of style, but it still looked ravishing on her, right down to those platform shoes.

So tasty.

“Please, Axelle,” she whispered over her shoulder. “Just… go.” Libra tried to wave me away, her tone more serious this time.

“Fine,” I hissed, stepping away and sitting at the empty table next to her. I toyed with the fancy dishes and silverware, bored. Part of me was regretting killing that pervert, wishing to go back to the way things were and move unseen. At least then, I could mess with Libra and entertain myself. Instead, I fucked up, and now, I’m stuck like a child sitting away from the rest of the group. At least I could touch her now; that was a huge bonus.

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