Page 15 of The Demon's Vow
The view before me was a masterpiece. His hole was opened up just for me, the rim stretched taut and clinging to my wrist in a beautiful embrace. His back was arched, a perfect curve trying to take me in.
“I wonder if I should fuck you with my horn next?” I playfully mused out loud.
He froze. I didn’t sense fear in him, rather the opposite.Interesting.I couldn’t help but laugh.
“We shall table that for another day, mate.”
My Lukas was made for this, to be a cocksleeve for his Lord. The air around us was thick with the scent of his cum, tears, and sweat. My mouth watered at the memory of how delicious he tasted.
My neglected cock continued to thicken and lengthen, leaking copious amounts of precum.My boy would be impaled on it very soon.He was ready to be filled with my cum, every single drop.
“My darling boy, you did so well. I will reward you very soon.”
He was weeping now. His tears were staining my sheets. His legs shook, and his cock was almost purple…it had to hurt.
Humans were delicate, fragile beings, and as much as I wanted to push his body as far as possible without breaking him, I also knew I needed to give him some relief.
“Do you want to come? Does your little cock hurt?”
His frantic nods made his curls bounce. “Yes, please, please let me come,” he moaned, drawing out the syllables until he was whining.
His pleas to me, his acceptance that I was in charge of his orgasms, made me feel heady with power. His sac was pulled in tight to his body, so I pressed hard against his prostate with my finger, rubbing against his gland and…he exploded.
He screamed, gasping for air as his cum erupted like a gusher from his pretty cock, streaking across his stomach and chest in thick, pearlescent ropes.
Seeing him in the throes of pleasure filled my chest with a foreign warmth that I hadn’t felt in thousands of years.
My sweet boy went limp, blacking out. I held on to him tightly so he wouldn’t hurt himself on my fist as I let him come down from his orgasm. I slowly loosened my fist and gently pulled out. His hole was raw, puffy, and gaping… the perfect state to take my cock.
I gently placed him down on his back and took a moment to admire the sight before me. My mate was utterly debauched.
“You’ve made a mess of yourself, my dear.”
I leaned over and licked the cum off his chin, his nipples, then his belly, before taking his pretty balls into my mouth. I suckled gently on one sac before moving to the other. His musky flavour was succulent, the best I’d ever tasted.
I coated two of my fingers with my saliva before slipping them back in, fingering him gently and tugging at his rim. Finally, I moved to his cock, still slick with his own cum, and slipped it into my mouth.
I groaned.
Oh, how I loved the feel and weight of it on my mouth, hot and velvety. A contrast from us demons in some ways. With human cocks, even as hard as they could get when aroused, there was still a softness to them even in that state. The way Lukas’ cock perfectly fit in my mouth was an added bonus.
His long eyelashes fluttered as he struggled to keep his eyes open. I could get lost in those sapphire blues.
I suckled on his cockhead for a little longer before wrapping my long tongue around his shaft, stroking it, taking him deeper, and swallowing.
A breathy cry fell from his lips.
“That’s it, my boy, come back to me.”
I swallowed once more, and I felt his fingers in my hair and on my horns, pulling hard, and his hips giving involuntary thrusts.
I hummed in response.
“Fuckkk!” he moaned.
He was fully alert now. I decided to take mercy on him and released him with a pop.
“You bastard! You can’t keep doing that!” he wailed. “You’re going to kill me!”
