Page 48 of Echo
Tears pricked my eyes and my lungs burned for air, but he didn’t let me go. My heart pounded in my chest as fear built inside me.
Right as I was convinced I was going to die sucking cock, he guided me off him. I gulped down air greedily.
“That’s it. Choke on me.”
I understood what he meant now. Surely, if he tried this in his normal form, I really would die of sucking cock.
I bobbed my head up and down his length, and every once in a while, he’d do the same thing, holding me in place, until he knew I couldn’t take anymore. Each time he did it, I grew wetter and hornier.
I guess that meant I was just as wrecked as he was.
There was no telling how long I was down there when he wrench me off of him and pulled me to my feet. His lips slammedinto mine with the rough passion of a starved man. His tongue dominated mine without mercy, making me submit. My back slammed into a tree, and his cock filled me in one brutal thrust.
I threw my head back and moaned my approval. “Yes!”
My tailbone thumped against the rough bark of the tree, and I was sure he was going to leave evidence of his affection on me again. The fucked up part of me wanted more.
It went to show you. I’d had three versions of his cock now, and each one was delicious. Because it was him.
I didn’t stand a chance. No matter what form he was in.
“Perfection,” he groaned.
“I want you,” I said without permission. “The real you.”
His form changed, filling me until I could barely breathe, lifting me higher since he was so much taller. I grabbed his antlers and stared deep into his demonic eyes. I could almost see the human in him.
The real him. The man who was a warrior who violently defended his people from their enemies, no matter what it cost him. It was right there beneath the surface.
In the strong way he touched me, while being oh so careful not to break me. There was something delicious in knowing that he could kill me with a flick of his fingers, and actively acted to keep me alive.
It was more self control than most men had.
One of his hands pinned both of mine over my head. “Show me how much you love it when I touch you.”
I whimpered, grinding into him, chasing that sweet release.”Harder.”
He complied, slamming me into the tree, but all I could think about was him. He surrounded me. I couldn’t see the canopy or sun above or behind him. He eclipsed everything with his hulking form.
Pain in my wrists brought attention to how hard he held me. He must have realized it too, because he released me. My fingers slid to his hips, encouraging him to keep going.
“Take what you want.” His growl vibrated along my chest.
My eyes fluttered shut, focused on the orgasm building. I wrapped my arms around him so I could feel him against every inch of me.
Bliss hit me with the force of a freight train that made me dig my nails into his back and my muscles shudder. “Echo!”
“That’s a good, Little Rabbit.” He grunted and roared as his own orgasm washed over him.
My eyes rolled back as his hot cum filled me. The silence in the air was serene, even if I knew it wasn’t natural. I rested my forehead on his chest as I let my breathing return to a healthier pace.
The monster could make me cum. There was no arguing that.You shouldn’t be letting a monster make you cum, Madison. He was using you to fuck with someone’s head.
But I loved it.
One day, I’d get that therapy I needed, but that wasn’t today. “Shouldn’t the bees have assaulted us?”
His thumb caressed over my cheekbone. “I’d never let anything but me hurt you.”
