Page 27 of Demon's Prey
He moved down to her chest, finally wrapping the warmth around her left nipple. Faith clutched against the couch, digging her nails deep at the sudden sensation.
“Oh my God, Kurse,” she said, beginning to writhe around on the couch.
Kurse chuckled, with her nipple now in his mouth, and he sucked vehemently. She realized what she had just said and stroked at his horns. They were hard and pointy, and she wondered if he had any sensation attached to them.
Kurse moved over to her right breast. His sucking was harder, and he intermittently spun his tongue around, sending Faith into shivers, then ran all the way down into her vagina. She pushed him harder against her breast, saying his name repeatedly.
Kurse pulled away from her, looking up at her intently. Faith stared at him, inpatient.
“I am going to wander into your garden now—and there’s something I can do no human ever could.”
Faith was breathing heavily and wondered if he had put some spell on her that was making her so aroused. She felt like she could feel her wetness seeping through her panties, her pants, and onto the couch.
Faith nodded, blinded by hot desire. “I trust you Kurse, I want you to make me feel good.”
Kurse grinned, his fangs hanging over his lips. “Oh, it's going to feel much, much more than just good, my beloved.”
Faith felt herself twitch at the sound of his voice. She wanted him so badly, she was ready to shove her pussy right into his face at any second.
But before she could lose her mind, he shoved his fingers down deep between her legs. She felt herself ignite instantly. He was rubbing her clit, and she shoved her hips upward closer to him, already feeling like she was going to reach orgasm. She pulled his head in closer, breathing his name in a hiss.
“Oh Kurse! Oh my God Kurse!”
He rubbed harder in response, circling rapidly. Faith threw her head back, losing all sense of reality, screaming and rocking her hips sharply. Her orgasm was spectacular, lasting almost thirty blissful seconds. Faith swore that she saw sparks of light in front of her eyes as her entire body seized in rapture.
She relaxed against Kurse, kissing his neck and nipping lightly. She pressed her breasts against him as he sat up, pulling her into an embrace. She was stunned and could barely speak.
Kurse touched her lips with his finger, “Your orgasms are a song, my beloved.”
Faith wasn’t sure about that. She felt like she just spent the better part of the last few minutes just screaming. Something had taken over her body, like a snake slithering under her skin.
“Oh Kurse, what have you done to me?”
Kurse grinned and ran his hands through her hair. As he stroked her, Faith noticed his cock, remaining just as hard, peeking up at her. She reached out her arm to touch it and gasped. It felt like varnished wood—giving a new meaning to the slang term.
“My goodness Kurse,” Faith’s eyes widened. Kurse began moaning as she moved her palm over its head. There was a part of her that wanted to see how he felt inside her, but of course, there was the hesitation.
“Kurse, do you think you could get inside me?”
Kurse’s eyes widened. “Have you ever been with someone this big?”
Faith shook her head but smiled. “Nothing like this. But I want you to feel good too.”
Kurse kissed her, their embrace becoming passionate quickly. He pulled away from her, then began touching his cock. “Maybe a little bit. I have to stay in control.”
Faith nodded, then followed her instincts. She ripped off her pants and panties, threw them aside, then laid on her back with her legs open. Her vagina was still soaking, which gave her less fear about his size.
Kurse stood up, holding his dick like a thick tree trunk. He spat and rubbed it all over his shaft. He leaned over Faith, then allowed the tip to lightly stroke her labia. Faith shook at the sensation.
“Christ,” Faith whispered.
Kurse leaned into her, biting her ear, then whispered, “He has nothing to do with this.”
Slowly and carefully, Kurse eased the tip of himself inside her. The head of his penis was as round as Faith’s fist, so she braced herself for that thickness. As he moved past her outer hood, she breathed deeply, welcoming him inside.
“Oh, Faith.” Kurse moaned.
Faith could feel him within her, slightly. He began moving minutely into her wet pussy, but after two to three strokes, he pulled himself out of her and began rubbing himself.
