Page 13 of Goblin Candy

Seriously? He’s just going to leave me hanging here?

Apparently so, as his attention is now trained on the snacks that I have piled on the coffee table as if the moment between us never happened. I bite down on the inside of my cheek to smother my frustration. I feel like he’s toying with me in a game that I don’t understand but as I go over his words, I decide that it’s clearly linked to some idea of being his prey. This game intrigues me, I’m not ashamed to admit. A tremor of excitement races through me as I follow after him and pick up the remote.

The thing about being prey, however, is that you never know when the hunt is going to begin in earnest, and I like to have at least a little control in my hands so I can anticipate what’s coming to a small degree. This means moving it along, so I’m not blindsided when things begin in earnest when I’m least prepared for it.

Very well. He wants to play chasing games? Let’s see how much he enjoys my first selection for the night. Nothing like a movie where dangerous ghosts pursue a family through a glass house on a hunt with its own rules. Hopefully, it will feed his own need to chase. Although I’ve taken some free time from my work, I want this whole prey thing to play out while I still have the free time to fully enjoy it.

Settling down beside him, I smile as I pull up the menu on the tv and select the movie. Let the games begin.

CHAPTER10

GRIMSAL

She is intentionally torturing me, I’m certain of it—and I’m loving it. This sort of play is exactly the sort of deviousness that a goblin female would think of if we possessed such technology. I know that my cock is hard in my pants as the humans scream and run from the ghosts chasing after them. It’s not the grisly specters on the screen that is exciting me but the way it provokes my thoughts to stray toward hunting my own mate through a labyrinth of bespelled walls that can move without a moment’s notice.

A haunted house where anything can happen which skews things in the favor of neither of us entirely as it changes from moment to moment. Or better yet if it were a forest. I’m certain that I would have the upper hand there, but such surroundings offer so much potential that my mate could use to her advantage. Either way, I’m hard as stone and her sweet scent is teasing me.

Candy appears unaware of what she’s doing to me, but I’m not fooled into believing that is entirely the case. She has at least some idea, though I doubt she can conceive of exactly how much I want to pounce her and claim my prize in the shortest hunt to ever disgrace goblin history.

My family would certainly be ashamed if I should dishonor her so greatly as to not give her an opportunity to tease me or lead the chase to her satisfaction. I distract myself by eating the pheromone-laced food that she set out with her own hand, battling back the current of lust riding me hard. Nothing says we can’t enjoy a taste of the passion between us. Catch and sample. In some of the longer hunts, this can happen multiple times. This is not going to be a longer hunt. I doubt I could last numerous catches only to release her to give her the advantage that a normal goblin female would possess. I just have to resist claiming her.

By the time the end credits roll my skin is jumping with hyperawareness of her every move. She glances at me from the corner of her eye, and her lips curve as she lifts the remote and appears intent on searching for another movie. My tail restlessly flicks on the couch on the other side of me.

“I’m thinkingResident Evilnext. What do you think?” she asks as she pulls up a movie on the screen. The silent preview in the corner shows animated dead rushing forward chasing after a human, and I muffle a curse.

“Perfect,” I growl and give her a toothy smile as I make a show of relaxing back into the couch as if I’m perfectly relaxed and not a knotted mess of need.

She peers at me for a long moment, her eyes narrowing slightly, and my smile widens. Let her try to work out what I’m up to. I’m not so easy as that. I pluck some kernels of popcorn from the bowl captured between our hips and lift them into my mouth. Her eyes widen and follow my tongue as it snakes out of my mouth and wraps around them to draw them, snapping my teeth closed. She gasps softly, and her wondrous scent deepens deliciously. A goblin’s sharp teeth are usually unsettling to humans until they become accustomed to them, but not my Candy. If anything, the pupils in my odd human mate’s eyes blow out—though I’m not sure if that’s specifically in reaction to my teeth, my tongue, or both.

I lean in, and she draws in a deep, pheromone-laden breath. My skin shivers instinctively in reaction, and I too draw in her scent deeply into my lungs.

“Are you frightened, my sweet little female?” I murmur.

She swallows. “In a good way,” she admits. “Believe it or not, I don’t get off watching horror movies, no matter how tantalizing the artistry may be. This, right here between us, is different. It is erotic knowing how easily you could hurt me if you wanted to and yet all that danger is controlled for me. Your every touch has been nothing less than gentle. You could tear me apart, but you choose not to.”

I lift my head and look at her in surprise. “I wouldn’t hesitate to destroy someone who sought to hurt you. But never you.”

A soft moan escapes her, and my cock jerks eagerly in my trousers. I can almost taste her surrender as her game leads us to this moment. I bite back a chuckle and rub my nose against the soft skin of her neck. Her fingers skim my hip, and I instinctively press closer to her, my breath expelling in a shuddering pant.

“I know you want it as much as I do. What are you waiting for?” Her whispered words tease my ear, and for a moment I know true temptation.

One that I battle back and wrest under control as the screams and sounds of pursuit flow from the TV behind me. It is a wordless encouragement of the hunt that fights against my control. I’m sure that there are some who might see depravity in my excitement to such a gruesome soundtrack, but such cries, whether real or feigned, are a part of the hunt and I cannot stop my instinct from responding despite the bloodshed and terror occurring on screen. The sounds beat at me, but I will not yield. Not yet.

With a low growl I drag Candy up into my arms. I’m not as large as some fae, but I don’t lack strength, especially in comparison to a human. She moves easily into my lap with little effort, the popcorn overturning in our haste. She makes a startled sound of dismay, but I ignore it, pulling her tighter against me. I hunger for a different flavor now—a sweetness that none of the treats she’s gathered can satisfy.

Her legs naturally fall around my thighs so that the needy, feminine heat of her core bathes my cock. It is exquisite beyond measure. My eyes roll back into my head with the incredible pleasure of the subtle shifts of her body that grinds her sex against mine. The potent bursts of her pheromones fill my mouth and nose, and every bit of air in the room that we are breathing until I’m nearly mindless from it.

“Clever little female,” I growl as I tug on a nipple through her dark shirt, relishing the sound of her gasped cry as she writhes in my hold. “Is this what you desired when you sought out to torment me?”

Her chest rises and falls with her lusty breaths, but the smile she gives me is full of mischief—if it could have made me any harder, it would have.

“Honestly, I hoped for a bigger reaction,” she teases, and I grin back at her lazily.

Sweet, sweet little female. How little she understands of goblins.

I trace my tongue along her neck, savoring her flavor as I purr deeply with pleasure. I can feel her twitch responsively to the vibration against her throat, and her surprised gasp that accompanies the fresh bloom of her arousal pulls me into a meeting place of euphoria for our shared pleasure. Her hips dance over me, rubbing her sweet pussy against my cock, teasing us both with the fabric, both her clothing and mine, separating us.

I slap a hand against her ass and growl against her neck in reprisal, and then immediately groan as her entire body jiggles seductively against mine as she soaks the front of my trousers with her decadent perfume.

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