Page 38 of Halluci-Dating A Demon
“Are you really sure you don’t want to stay?”
“I want to be with you, and I can do that anywhere.” I kiss his lips.
His lips twitch and his shoulders drop as relief washes over his face. “Okay.”
He takes us back, not letting go of my hand until we’re sitting on his bed. Eyes pointing downward, he kicks his feet together, and I crash our mouths together, my tongue descending over his. He’s the most important and favorite part of my day. I want him to know that.
I pull away to remove his shirt and my lips find his again, our hands everywhere. Kissing me harder, he kicks off his pants and underwear and works mine off next. Hips lifting, I watch him as he drags my clothes to my ankles and crawls back up my body. He licks at my cock, giving me a few strokes before taking it down his throat. Arousal spirals inside me, my skin hot and tensing all over. When he pulls off me with a pop, I sag in disappointment.
My disappointment doesn’t last long when lifts himself up to start fucking himself with his tail. “I meant to mention this before, but it produces lubricant from the tip.” He spasms, histail going deeper inside him as he drops to his hands, boxing me in.
“Do you do that to yourself often?” I ask, feeling breathless.
“Yes,” he hisses, arching his back as the purple appendage moves up and down. “But I bet you’ll feel better.”
“There’s only one way to find out.” I stroke his nipple, pulling him up high enough to where his ass is dragging over my hard cock.
“Do we need condoms?”
“No. Monsters can’t transmit anything to humans and vice versa.”
“Good because I didn’t bring any, and I really don’t want to stop.”
“And we won’t.”
Eyes elated, his tail slides out of him and he moves it into my mouth. I suck on the tip, tasting him as he lines himself up with my cock. Our moans tangle together as he swallows me inch by inch, and my body is temporarily paralyzed in a different way as he rocks his hips, lowering himself more with his tight hole squeezing around me.
He looks down at me, those shiny purple eyes hooking onto mine. He always finds new ways to take my breath away. “So pretty,” I say. I bite back the wordmine, not sure either of us is ready for that yet. A sour taste is left in my mouth from not allowing the word to pass, but I don’t give it another thought when he slams his hips down, bottoming out.
Sliding up and down, his breaths speed up and his head tilts. Sweat glistens on his neck and I know now this was the better option. To get to feel him like this. To have him in a way no one else has and see him shine brighter than he has the whole time we’ve known each other.
Leaning down, he rubs his face into my neck, and I kiss him as he rides me faster, his hips matching the pace of mine as Ithrust into him. This is better than any dream, than traveling to a new world. My emotions are everywhere—happy, excited, sated, exhilarated, eager—and all because he helped me find them again.
My nails dig into his hips and I flip him to his back, lifting his knees to his chest as I hammer forward. His hole grips tight with each plunge and pulsates around me, causing my balls to draw tight.
With a shuddering breath, I circle my hips, spilling my seed inside him. I ignore the light feeling in my head and loosening of my muscles, not stopping until he moans from his own orgasm beneath me.
I fall forward, collapsing onto him, and he laughs, glitching underneath me before staying where he is. He laughs harder, rubbing my back until I fully come to again.
“I didn’t know what would happen when it happened while I was here, but now I do. Sure did confuse the hell out of my body.”
He’s referring to my dozing off and cataplexy. I laugh with him, kissing his lips. “Nothing like having someone go unconscious on top of you during sex.”
He chuckles against my lips. “At least it counts as a very high compliment in this case.”
“Yes, there’s always that.” I crash beside him, pulling him to my side. He drags his fingers up and down my slick body, swirling them in his release while smiling into my shoulder.
“Is it too much to ask you to come see me again next weekend?”
My chest constricts. “I’d love to, sweetheart, but unfortunately I already have plans.”
His face shoots up, eyebrows bunching together. “You’re going back home?”
“Will you stop doing that?” I pinch his side and he blushes.
“I’m sorry. I can’t help it sometimes. We’re too connected right now.”
“It’s okay. At least it saves me some explaining,” I say between chuckles. “And yeah . . .” Running my fingers through his hair, my face falls. “It’s my mom and dad’s anniversary. Amy wants me to come, and I can’t stay away forever.”
