Page 67 of Demon Sworn
Anticipation sidles up to me and offers to buy me a drink. I accept. Fucking yes.
Keeping his eyes on me, he kisses the sole of my foot, which is so sensitive that I gasp. Then he moves his lips up towards my ankle. And then to my calf. Slowly. Slowly. Slowly. His lips light up every part of me.
I writhe, mindless with pleasure, despite the fact he’s not actually touching me where I need him to, and feel his warm breath blow against my panties. I grab the comforter, bunching up the soft material and punishing it with my hands, squeezing tight as I wait. He slides my panties down, still at eye level with my dripping cunt, and inserts one of his huge fingers inside of me. It stretches me instantly, and I buck my hips, a whiny moan escaping my lips.
He smiles, the feel of his finger so deliciously wicked that I cry out again, just as he inserts another digit and begins to scissor them in my tight channel. Maintaining eye contact, he lowers his lips to my clit and pulls it gently through his teeth.
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.”
Yup. Good ole Katrina. An expert at dirty talk.
I move my hips rhythmically as he pumps his fingers in and out of me. Sensation swirls up through my stomach and down along my spine, and when his teeth gently nibble, it makes me want to roar wildly. I’m so close, so, so close, and all I want to do is ride out my orgasm like a surfer would a wave. I’m distantly aware of him using his free hand to pull down his pants and boxers.
But Kastros has other plans for me. Before I can catch my breath, or receive my damn orgasm, he climbs onto the bed and—
“Wait a damn minute!” I gasp out, staring at his throbbing member. Horror fills me. “Will that…fit? Nah. We ain’t trying that. No way. Go back to Hell, you demon.” Yes, I’m speaking to the cock.
Kastros cocks an eyebrow, amusement dancing across his face along with male smugness.
“That’s like…” I struggle to articulate a comparison, especially since I’m out of breath, desperate for an orgasm, and completely naked. “Look, have you ever seen a hoop that dogs jump through at dog shows? That,” once more, I stare pointedly at his dick, “is like trying to fit an airplane through a dog hoop. It just ain’t happening. Houston, we have a problem. Abort mission. There’s no airstrip for you to land in. No home base. I’m sending you back to the galaxy, mi amigo.”
Yup. Still talking to his cock. Not even embarrassed about it either, because fucking shit, it’s huge!
Do you trust me?Kastros signs, his fingers appearing in my upper vision because I’m so damn focused on that…thatthing. It’s like the king of all cocks.
Welcome to Cockdom. Population of one.
“You’re gonna rip me in half with that thing,” I ramble. “I’m pretty sure my vagina just shriveled into a raisin and died a slow and painful death. Actually, the bitch just isn’t home right now. She left me for dead out here, locking all the doors and windows so I can’t get in. That shameless slut.”
Kastros gently grabs both of my cheeks, forcing my eyes to connect with his. His lips twitch as he fights off a smile.
When he releases me, it’s only to once more sign,Do you trust me?
I eye his cock one last time before nodding once. “Yes, but if we need to take a life insurance policy out, I—Oh!”
He slowly inches his cock inside of me, his fingers continually rubbing at my clit so the pressure-pain is replaced by pleasure.
He pauses when he’s only a few inches in, staring at me with wide brown eyes currently dilated, and I nod for him to continue.
Groaning, he slides in the rest of the way, and I swear I have an out of body experience. Like, my soul floats around the room, doing backflips and cartwheels and roundoffs, while I struggle to remember to breathe.
Kastros makes me feel so damn full, his thick cock rubbing against every nerve ending on my walls deliciously.
The pressure becomes unbearable, and I find myself raising my legs, digging my heels into his tight ass to encourage him to move.
He starts slowly, the pressure abating and resuming with each stroke, his thick dick dragging along my G-spot with every thrust of his hips. At first, he doesn’t go deep. He just watches me carefully. But once his fingers start to move faster on my clit, I become a little bit frantic, a little less cautious. My hips start to undulate underneath him. And that’s when he really lets go.
Kastros pounds into me, the movement causing the entire headboard to rattle, and I release breathless moan after moan…and then scream after scream until my throat is hoarse. His fingers tease my clit again as his eyes ensnare mine, holding me hostage.
And I know I made the right decision.
Forgiving him…
Loving him…
There’s nowhere else I’d rather be.
I cry out as I come, staring into his intense dark eyes as my entire body shudders around him, liquid pleasure coursing through me. My walls clench his cock as he continues to rut in and out of me like a man possessed.
