“I am pretty hungry…” She smiles, getting to her feet. “But not for venison.”
Cora is insatiable, not that I’m complaining. She’s given me something I never thought I’d have before.
Dreams.
Memories that are my own. A life. One that started with her and will end with her, a failsafe we’ve discussed in depth. A little memento from the detective, her personal body alarm. One I’ll set off after my sweet Cora takes her last breath. My life isn’t this place, this body, even this soul if I have one. My life isher, Cora’s smiles, her laughter and her warm breath as it fans across my chest where she sleeps. It’s all the perfect little things that I could never live without, not after having it.
“Is that so, well I didn’t put anything else on the menu.”
She strolls forward, stalking, circling me and I’m more than willing to play the part of unsuspecting prey. Wolf huffs, trotting back into the wood line. I’m not the only thing that goes bump in the night out here. Many creatures lurk in the shadows. All of which has seemed to accept me as the top of the horror movie food chain. As long as they stay away from us, I won’t hunt them. Wolf’s awareness seemed… off for a dog from the beginning, but Cora adores him, and we ignore what he becomes when he disappears in the woods. Whatever he is, he’d die for her just as quickly as I. He’s not nearly compatible or… sentient enough for my little monster fucker, so Wolf stays.
Her small hands caress the engorged bulge that protects my cock, urging it to extrude. It does, already throbbing and leaky. I’ll never tire of the way her eyes hood with need that the sight of me. The way she moans and stretches. She smirks, making me growl. “Cora…”
“Let me try, please? I love the way you taste.”
I groan, rubbing a clawed hand over my face as she drops to her knees. Her pretty pink lips parted, slipping the head of my cock into the heat of her mouth. She sucks hard, making my hips buck, her wide eyes trained on me, always so needy for praise. “Your hot little mouth feels so good, Cora.”
She moans out her response, her hands gripping my cock as she rubs in tune with her sucks, slipping more and more of me into her mouth before she gags, water filling her eyes.
She can’t take much like this, but fuck, it's beautiful watching her try.
Her brows furrow as she swallows me, sending whips of pleasure bursting through my gut. She sucks harder, her hands tightening on my cock. Being in her hot mouth is pure fucking bliss. She licks, sucks, gags and gasps, spit dripping down her chin. Her tears spilling over as she moans, rocking her own hips in tune with mine as I fuck her face, being far gentler than I want to but not willing to risk doing more than bruising the back of her throat. She swallows around me again, forcing me to the brink and over the edge quicker than I can pull back. Her hands keep still, taking my jerky shunts, her mouth sucking on the tip of my tapered head, drinking down everything I give her.
“Such a good girl, drinking all my come like that.”
She chokes as I continue to spill, struggling to swallow it when my hand tightens in her hair. “Don’t waste a drop, Cora.”
Her moan is guttural, and she listens so well. When I’ve given her everything I have to offer I jerk her off my cock with a pop. Reveling in her squeal of delight as I heave her over my shoulder, baring her ass as I march us back to the house. My tongue, seeking out her wet slit.
She gasps, wiggling her ass to give me better leverage. “I love you; I love you so much.”
“I love you too, my sweet Cora.”
