His breathy response surprised me. “They grow when I get very horny or very angry. I have been trying to keep them at bay, but if you want to see them in full bloom, I can show you?”
I nodded, excited to see and learn more about this man I was deprived from knowing.
His wicked smile said that was the right answer when he reared his face up to the ceiling and rolled his head slowly around. The column of his neck stretched, and my fingers dug into the soft bedding as I held myself back from attacking that pulsing vein calling my name. A bite wouldn’t hurt. It would make everything feel so good. Entering his body as he pounded into mine, both of us giving and taking at the same time.
When his head finally came back around, he lowered his face, and two obsidian horns curved slightly to the back. They were in perfect proportion to his head, balancing out his look, making him seem even more dark and menacing. Him revealing himself like this, seeing his inky power skate along his skin partnered with his deep-black horns and the neck porn he had on display for me, I wasn’t the least bit surprised that my panties were drenched.
“Like what you see, my thorny rose?” His low tantalizing voice made me go into overdrive as my blood raced, and my mind told me to move before I combusted. I sat up, wrapped one hand around the back of his head and attacked his sinful lips, reveling in their pillowy softness until they took a more bruising turn.
He moaned into my mouth as I licked his clean, wanting to taste him, smell him, have him in all his dark demon glory right in that moment. I scooted forward, needing to be on top of him as I devoured him, but he pulled my hands off him and drew away.
I growled right in his wide Joker-type smiling face as he tutted at me. “Oh, my rose, you don’t know how happy you just made me. Accepting me in this form. Please don’t deny me your sweet nectar? I think if I don’t feast on you soon, I’m going to go mad.”
I lifted an eyebrow. “Aren’t you already crazy?” I knew I was making a joke, but the more I thought about it, the more I felt I was hitting the nail on the head.
His smile widened so big it had to hurt. “True. But it’s not wise for me to get even more crazy. Who knows what I would do with you then.” If he thought that would scare me, he was dead wrong, it only excited me.
We snickered at that thought before he ran both hands down my thighs and gripped them as he spread them wide. Normally, I wouldn’t leave myself so exposed, so vulnerable, but this was Lex, and something deep inside told me I could trust him completely. I was already this far down the crazy train, so I might as well get my money’s worth.
“Fuck, Mm rose.” He lowered toward my center, taking a slow inhale, and moaned before taking one finger and parting my fleshy gates as he took me all in. “You look so delicious with all your juices pulsing out of you. Calling to me with all its power. Tell me to gorge myself on you.”
“Lick it up, Lex, lick up all my juices.”
He winked at me before he dove in, giving me one fat lick from channel to clit and flicking his tongue over my little nub of nerves, then my head slammed back onto the bed. This was what I wanted, what I craved from him and his roguish tongue.
A cry slipped past my lips when he buried his face into me and rubbed himself back and forth. My back arched, and I wanted him even closer, deeper.
My arms struck out like vipers, and I wrapped my hands around his horns before yanking him against me like I wanted.
He cried out against me, giving me one long moan right at my center and sending vibrations skittering up my channel, causing me to buck into his face. I ran my hands up and down his horns, feeling the circular ridges that lined them. At first, I moved my hands slow, then built up speed and a tighter grip as seconds ticked by.
He shuddered, and his eyes closed as his fingers dug into my thighs like he was hanging on for dear life. His erratic breathing caused sensations to run up my spine, and my stomach began to tremble.
He sunk two fingers into me in response then licked his way up until he covered my nub with his lips and sucked on it hard. An explosion of pleasure set off inside of me, and I cried out, begging for more.
“Yes. Yes! Oh, fuck, Lex. More. I need more of you.”
I was about to be embarrassed by my begging, at how desperate I sounded, but he lifted away with the most earnest face, coated with my glistening juices.
“I can give you more, but... you need to trust me.” He glanced away for a second, biting his lip before taking a breath and looking back at me. “Do you trust me, my rose?” His hopeful tone almost broke me.
I didn’t hesitate. I didn’t think twice or mull over all my options like usual. I eagerly replied, “Yes. I trust you with my body, Lex.” And I did. He could do whatever with my body, and I was sure he would make it sing for him. He was proving tonight how watching me had paid off. My body already proved it liked him and all his demony ways. Almost like it had a mind of its own, like this all was as natural as breathing.
His horns shortened, and my lips turned downward. “Why are you taking away my steering handles?”
He chuckled as he moved himself lower. “You’ll see,” was all the response I got.
His horns stopped shrinking at about eight inches, right when they started to curve inward. They could still be used as handles if I had a firm grip on them, but he was too far away.
Before I could complain anymore about what he was doing, he looked up at me, winked, kissed my inner thigh, and gave it a small bite before whispering against my skin, “I have been dreaming about doing this to you for a long time.” Then he positioned his head below me and, inch by agonizing inch, impaled me with his horn.
I squeezed my eyes shut as my mouth opened in shock. Once he was fully seated, my back arched so hard I felt like I was having an out-of-body experience. That ridged, thick horn filling me so completely it was like having a pure shot of ecstasy.
His hiss as he entered me, almost like it was too much for him, was a cherry on top. The noises he made as he pushed in further had my temperature rising, my libido flying right along with it. His cries of pleasure sounded painful. We stayed connected like that for a second, allowing my body to adjust to his thickness and feel, but it only took seconds for him to break and to start thrusting in and out.
My breathing came out in short bursts as he picked up speed, as I grew wetter and wetter with each thrust. I clenched around his horn, feeling those intoxicating ridges massaging my walls made my eyes roll back into my head. As if that wasn’t enough, the slight curve at the end of his horn kept hitting my G-spot every time he dragged it out of me, and my legs trembled as I bit my lip so hard blood spilled into my mouth.
There was a point when he growled something fierce, something primal, and fucked me with fervor. Fast and hard, pistoning in and out like he didn’t care anymore how it was driving me crazy, and he was so consumed with chasing his pleasure, using my body to get there, and I couldn’t take it anymore. I couldn’t hold back when his smooth ridges rubbed against every inch of me, so my orgasm flooded my body like a dam busted. I screamed out his name, eyes slammed shut, as I gushed all over his horn.
