Page 3 of Cursed Desires
My dream lover breaks our kiss, his lower lip slack with lust, two small canines visible when he smiles down on me.Then adjusting his position while keeping me pinned and helpless, he begins to fuck me like a true demon of the night.Again and again, he undulates his hips, thrusting and burying himself to the hilt.His firm sac slaps me with every move and it’s erotic beyond my wildest imaginings.
Oh, Goddess!I need to look into summoning an incubus on the daily!I manage to muse in between incoherent moans and garbled, stolen breaths.He releases his viselike grip on my wrists and instead his strong hands find my throat, the tips of curved claws descending ever so slightly into my tender flesh.
Holy shit, yes!I cry out in my mind.I’ve never been more aroused in my life.If only I could find a man like this in the waking world!Someone real who would fuck me senseless for all the days of my life—a man who knows all the deviant things I like and knows exactly how to push my most primal buttons.
“I’ve been watching you,” growls my gorgeous nighttime suitor, his voice like warm, rich, honeyed whiskey to my ears.“I just needed a way in—an invitation into your life and home.”
My breathing is labored as he grinds his pelvis against me, making sure every last inch of him is enveloped by my greedy, tight pussy.The thought of an incubus stalking me has me clutching at his cock, tensing around him sporadically to heighten our mutual ecstasy.
He tightens his grip on my throat, riding me like a beast without mercy.I see tiny pin pricks of light—like dancing stars—swim in and out of my vision before the edges of my dream world darken, and I begin to dip in and out of awareness.There’s nothing but blessed darkness and cock.Before long I lose track of where I begin, and the darkness ends.In my mind, we’re one and yet separate at the same time.I’m a vessel of wild and untamed pleasure.An entity of ecstasy, and a puppet of flesh to be fucked until the traitorous sun rises to steal away my wickedly wanton stalker.
The light returns slowly but surely and my shadowed bedroom swims back into focus once more.But my viewpoint has changed, and confusion sweeps through me, disorienting and disconcerting.I’m no longer on my back, head upon the pillows, staring up into the magnificent molten gold eyes that consume my soul.Instead, I find my face pressed sideways into the mattress and I’m flat on my belly.
“Welcome back, Mara,” hisses my lover from behind me as he thunders away, the new angle of his attack somehow deeper and even more agonizingly delicious.
It feels different ...and my cunt aches, empty in his absence.Then with a sudden and startling clarity I realize that he’s buried balls deep in my ass.“Oh, my Goddess!”I breathe in instant panic, trying to raise myself up against his strength.
But my incubus will have none of it and forces me back down without mercy.“No,” he growls, his tone possessive with an edge of danger.“You’re mine now, and I will have you in all the ways I desire.Is that understood, little witch?”
I mewl like a trapped kitten beneath him as my pussy pulses with wetness and raw, untamed heat.I can’t stand it.With maddening need I twist one arm free and reach underneath my belly, an exhalation of relief escaping me as my wandering fingers manage to find my poor throbbing clit.
Brilliant shards of rapturous pleasure lance through me, spider-webbing from my fingers, right down to my toes as I work myself up into a bucking frenzy as his rock-hard cock plunders me, faster and faster.“Oh, fuck,” I whine, a heady mix of lust and wild abandon overwhelming me.“I’m going to come!”I cry out.The cock in my tight ass gathers brutal speed, matching my fingers stroke for stroke, until I’m keening out aloud and teetering on the precipice of ecstasy.
An indulgent hiss, followed by a possessive growl sounds behind me and I feel the incubus nip at my ear.“Together,” he commands, then pummels me for all I’m worth.
My cunt clenches and a strangled cry tears from my throat, fireworks exploding behind my eyes.My pussy spasms violently, all control lost, and I push back like a wanton slut, milking my beautiful nightmare like the thirsty little whore I am.I never even knew anal could feel good at all, let alone be earth-shattering!
A heartbeat later and my blazing-eyed incubus groans, several curses filling my ears as he stiffens and fills me with his intangible seed, thrusting three more times to bury it firmly and deeply.Then his heaviness drapes over me like a blanket of warmth and security.“You’re such a good girl, Mara,” he whispers salaciously, his breath hot against my ear.“I’m going to fuck you every night for the rest of your life,” he promises.
The rest of my life?I wonder vaguely, still reveling in his praise as I feel his lips at my cheek.A breathy sigh slips from me.Words can’t even begin to describe just how good and used I feel.
He places an indulgent but soft kiss upon my salty, sweat-slick skin.“But for now, sleep.You did so well.”
Consumed by pleasure and exhaustion, any remaining conscious thoughts are snuffed out like a candle in the gloom.Then blessed darkness swallows me whole, and I dream no more.
Chapter Four
