Page 47 of The Incubus's Angel
Unexpectedly, a snort escapes me and I nod. “You could call it that. I just want to prepare you. And if it’s not attractive, then don’t feel like you have to touch it or—”
“Ren,” Maisie cuts me off, a little exasperation seeping into her tone. “I don’t think you understand this yet, but I likeyou. Everything about you. Now will you grant me the privilege of sucking your cock? Pretty please?”
At the question in her gaze, I swallow once and nod, then follow that up with more eager bobs of my head.
My hands hover at my sides for a second, unsure of what I should do with them, but the moment Maisie starts tugging on my pants, I raise them to my horns, holding tight while I track her every move. Not prolonging the moment, she takes my underwear with my pants, drawing them down to settle around my ankles.
My cock juts out in front of Maisie’s face, precum glistening on the tip, as she stares at me with a wild glint in her eyes.
“You’re magnificent,” she whispers, awe lacing the word as she studies my cock.
Blood rushes through my ears, relief flooding my veins when her arousal spikes even higher. She wantsme.
“Can I?” she asks, one hand reaching forward to touch my hard cock.
“Please.” I don’t care how desperate the word sounds, but if she doesn’t do something soon then I might combust right here.
Maisie carefully traces the two rows of raised beads below my tip, her finger skimming over each one where they circle my shaft. I shudder as she moves her hand down my length and counts each plated ridge on top, tracking all seven down toward the textured base. Her fingers graze up the enlarged underside of my shaft, going over the scaled ridges, until she stops at my pointed tip, swipes a bead of precum off and brings it to her mouth.
The way her eyes light up when she tastes me for the first time, has fireworks exploding inside of me.
“Are you serious?” Maisie asks, surprised and pleased as she clearly recognizes the flavor. I knew she’d be able to place it the moment she tasted me for the first time.
I grin smugly, my insecurities taking a back seat for a second. “Where do you think bakers got their inspiration for red velvet cake?”
Maisie grins. “Excuse me if I attach my mouth to your cock for the rest of my life.”
I trail my fingers down one side of her face and swipe my thumb over her bottom lip. “Won’t find any complaints from me.”
Nipping playfully at my thumb, Maisie says, “Seriously though, Ren. Your cock is a fucking piece of art. It’s like the world’s best dildo.”
I shrug a little awkwardly. “My species was designed for sex, so that makes sense.”
Her fingers try to wrap around my girth and she strokes me once, her voice now holding a sultry edge. “I can’t wait for you to fuck me. But first, I need you in my mouth. I want my tongue to memorize your shape. I want your cock imprinted on my throat and your cum in my belly. Can I, Ren? Can I make you feel good?”
“Please, Maisie. But if the texture bothers you—”
My words cut off on a sharp gasp as Maisie’s mouth closes around the head of my cock.
Her mouth is heaven. I’ve never felt anything like it. Maisie licks me and sucks me like I’m the most delicious thing in this kitchen.
I whimper. I whine. I grab at my horns and pull on my hair as Maisie takes me deep into her mouth. My knees almost buckle when the head of my cock bumps against the back of her throat.
Maisie watches me the whole time and must see how frantic I am for a semblance of control.
Popping her mouth off me, she says, “Give me your tail. Wrap it around my throat so you can feel your cock when it slides in.”
I’m already shaking my head. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
Hand still slowly working me up and down, Maisie’s smile turns soft. “You won’t. And you can hold my hair too, just let me move on my own. I trust you, Ren.”
“Are you sure?”
“Ren. Tail.”
Obediently, I swing my tail around her neck and let the wide tip rest against the front of her throat. Her pulse reverberates up through my tail and I realize she’s as turned on by this as I am.
Without any preamble, Maisie takes me into her mouth again, sucking so hard I feel I might come right then. My stomach clenches and my whole body tenses as she works me deeper, her head bobbing up and down while her gaze stays locked on mine.
