Page 56 of The Incubus's Angel
Balling my hands into fists, I nod vigorously. “You know it is. You’ve been seducing me all day.”
“I have, haven’t I?” he drawls, running a teasing finger over my damp gusset.
If I didn’t know Ren so well, I’d think he was unaffected, but his chest is heaving with shallow breaths, his pupils blown so wide only a small fraction of his gold irises remain visible.
Shifting forward, he shoves my dress up and hooks his fingers into the waistband of my underwear, no longer as patient as he seemed seconds ago.
My eyes widen and my pussy contracts as Ren brings the wet fabric to his nose and inhales deeply before pocketing it with a near-feral glint in his eyes, his tail swishing in a wide arc behind him.
I’m a mess.
A slippery wet mess.
I’ll either have to bleach this counter after today, or ask Bodin to build my uncle and aunt a new one. But it’s so worth every bit of effort when I have the person of my dreams looking at me like he’s starving and I’m his favorite meal.
Ren skims his hands up my inner thighs and pushes my legs apart. “Look at this pretty cunt, Maisie. You’re glistening for me.”
I suck in a sharp breath, my pussy clenching around nothing at his praise.
At this point, I’m not above begging.
“Please, Ren. Please. Please,” I whimper.
Ren lurches forward and eats my pussy with a ferociousness I’ve never experienced. He licks me like I’m the best thing he’s ever tasted.
A wanton keening noise is ripped from my throat as he swirls his tongue around my clit, pleasure already drumming through my veins.
“Shhh,” Ren admonishes, his tail giving a quick flick. “I don’t want anyone to hear you. Those sounds are all for me.”
Ren nibbles noisily along my pussy lips, deep grunts of contentment escaping him as he licks me from front to back and everything in between.
My muscles tense and I gasp as he plunges his tongue into my core, slurping at the mess he’s made of me.
Ren lets out a groan of approval as I thrust my hips forward and grip his horns for balance.
Tail flicking behind him, Ren throws one of my legs over his shoulder and commands, “Eyes on me, angel. Watch me as I make you come.”
The words light me up from the inside, my body crackling with lightning, ready to strike the moment he tells me to.
When his lips close around my clit and he sucks gently, my breaths turn ragged and my hips thrust up. Pleasure builds low in my belly, coiling tighter and tighter until I’m dangling on the precipice of release.
Ren meets my eyes and hums sensually against my clit, giving me the signal to let go.
Biting my hand to muffle my screams, my toes curl and my heart rate skyrockets as I’m hurled toward my release. Then, I’m soaring over the edge, my back bowing as my orgasm courses through me more intensely than anything I’ve ever experienced before.
Ren doesn’t let up, guiding me through my first release and straight into another.
Just when I’m about to thank him and ask for my panties back, he pushes two fingers into me and finds my most sensitive spot like he’s not only memorized the Maisie instruction manual, but wrote it himself.
“Oh,” I moan, perhaps a little too loudly as I arch into his touch.
“That’s it, my beautiful angel. Give me one more.”
It takes almost an embarrassingly short amount of time of him pumping his fingers into my pussy and his tongue swirling around my sensitive clit before my knees lock around his head, my whole body tensing as I come with another muffled scream.
When I’m limp and boneless, Ren sits back and wipes his mouth with the most satisfied look I’ve ever seen on his face.
Licking his fingers clean, and pulling off his glasses, he smirks up at me. “Do you like seeing me on my knees for you?”
