Page 12 of Ghostly Touches

I lean down and trail my face down her back, breathing in her scent. There’s a hint of ocean water and campfire. Has my little necromancer been hanging out at the beach tonight? If so, with who? A friend? Another man? Fury shoots through me. I sit up only to smack that ass again. This slap is harder than the others, and it causes Willow to hiss. I swallow back the irrationality and rub the sting away.

“Well then, I won’t keep you waiting any longer.”

Taking her hips in my hands, I lift them so that she’s on her knees. I lower my body over hers once more. This time, my face trails over her butt until I’m between those legs. Inhaling deeply, I can smell her arousal. It triggers a hunger so fierce; I may as well be a man on the brink of starvation. My tongue slips from my mouth. Slowly, I slide my tongue through her folds, finding her wet and ready. Willow lets out a soft cry as her back bows, presenting more of herself. Hell, she’s basically egging me on at this point.

My tongue, ribbed around the tip, circles her clit and slides through her, teasing her pretty cunt until her arousal is dripping. Willow’s groans are muffled as she presses her face into her comforter. It’s smart to keep sound to a minimum. Theodon could hear and come barging in to stop us.

But damn do I hate that she thinks she can hide what I’m doing to her.

Let’s see how quiet she can be.

Patches of skin throughout my body are still vibrating, so I take that and transfer it to my tongue. The moment Willow senses the change, she shouts in surprise into her comforter before moving herself up to look over her shoulder.

“Stay down,” I order sharply, hardly pulling away from behind her legs.

“How are you—” She starts, but my tongue goes back to work, and her hard moan shakes her body.

She relaxes back into the downward dog position, and I continue to eat her out from behind. It doesn’t take long for Willow’s body to tense. Her hips gyrate as her orgasm rushes through her. When her body relaxes, I sit up, move my cloak to the side and pull out my erection. My movement is clumsy as I handle the part of my body that, until very recently, I only used to empty my bladder.

The sight of my dick should have alarmed me. When flaccid, this part of me is inky black and relatively smooth. Near the base of my dick, there is a circular, extra fleshy part that I never understood. Now hard, my dick is nearly a foot long and ribbed all the way up to the head of it. That strange fleshy part is now a nub three inches long, and hard just like the rest of me.

I’m far too gone to care how this part of me looks.

Take, take, take. The desire is so strong that my body is crying out to be deep inside Willow. I position myself behind her and press forward. Her body immediately accepts me, nearly sucking me into that hot channel.

We both groan as I sink into her.

“Oh hell,” Willow whispers, her hands bunching up the comforter to hold onto as I continue to sink deeper and deeper.

I don’t have the ability to think in coherent sentences anymore, let alone speak them. The feeling of being so deep inside Willow removes any sense of man left. The monster in me is fully in charge of the situation as her wet core short circuits my brain. Thankfully, the claws on my left hand are hidden behind my gloves because my fingers dig into her hips as I start to move. I slide in and out of Willow with ease. Mimicking the other monstrous parts of me, I can feel my dick begin to vibrate inside her. Even that small nub protruding off my erection vibrates. And as it does, I realize that it’s tickling her back door.

Willow’s hips buck as she accepts the full length of me and the vibrations. Her cries of surprise and delight grow louder through the comforter. The fact that she is eager and accepting of this strangeness causes a roar of victory in my head. It doesn’t make sense, but it doesn’t have to. At this moment, I don’t care that the monster is absolutely having the time of its life. I am too. So, forget the vows I took and forget the danger this woman is in with me balls deep inside of her. Right now, it’s about our pleasure, and I’m going to make it worth the risk.

Willow’s body stiffens again. Her body tightens around my erection, and I feel her shake as her second orgasm takes over. I don’t stop moving. Her orgasm around me is like a shot of heroin straight through my veins. The heady feeling is followed by a warm euphoria blasting throughout my body. It’s nearly better than having my own orgasm. I thrust away harder, needing to work another from her. My body’s vibration increases its frequency, and Willow screeches into the pillow as she convulses again around me. Again, her orgasm does something to me. My eyes feel like they’re crossing as a shiver of dazzling pleasure wraps around me.

My release is like a nuclear explosion. It starts between my legs, and the pleasure it elicits shoots upwards through my torso and into my chest where it mushroom clouds out into each of my limbs. It is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced before.

And it doesn’t stop.

Wave after wave of pleasure rocks through my body. My heart races as I choke on a strangled cry. My mind is floating away. There are no words as I unload into her body. It’s a continuous, long, brutal, and deliciously pleasurable release that increases in strength every moment. Beneath me, Willow’s body convulses as it tightens around me. In the back of my mind, I can hear her pleading for something. I try to focus, and when I do, I realize it’s senseless words as she falls apart over and over with me. Her walls spasm around me, milking me for all that I have.

Both monster and man love it.

Willow lets out a strangled groan as her body goes limp. At the same time, my own release seems to lessen until I feel completely and utterly spent. Slowly, I pull out of her. As I slip out of Willow’s body, a trail of cum spills out. There’s so much that I’m surprised her stomach isn’t swollen with it. The sight of it should alarm me.

But it appears when it comes to Willow, nothing I do is normal.

Seeing all of my seed angers me. Using my teeth, I rip off the glove covering my human hand. As Willow’s legs give out and her hips hit the comforter, I reach forward, scoop up my cum, and finger it back inside of her. I can feel her aftershocks around my fingers as Willow whimpers.

“Oh, fuck me,” she hisses.

She likes this? Good. A manic grin spreads across my face as I pump my fingers in and out of her, feeding her body with more of my cum. Her walls tighten around me, and she sobs into her comforter as her body begins to shake.

“Oh, please, I can’t stand it anymore,” she says breathlessly as she lifts her head.

Swallowing back the irrational urge to force my cock back into her and hold it there while her body absorbs my cum, I pull my fingers away from her warm depth. My other hand grabs my glove from beside her and I tuck it into the pocket of my cloak. Free from Willow’s hold, my dick begins to soften. As it does, rational thought comes back to me.

I just had sex with a gorgeous woman.

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