“Gilly is my cat!” It was a silly thing to argue given the circumstances. My house, which was in all reality some kind of Irish death god, had forced me to orgasm in the street, and was now putting me on a leash like I was some kind of fucking animal.
He’d taken everything from me in a single night, and now he was laying claim to the last thing on earth that was mine, even though I had no idea where she was or if I’d ever see her again.
“Gilly is mine,” he corrected. His fiery brows gnashed together, sending embers dancing in the twirl of smoke radiating from his brawny shoulders. “When a cat lives inside you for years, it becomes yours.”
“Creepy logic.”
His grin turned mean, and his fingers clenched tight around my leash, making the leather groan. “That means you’re mine too.”
With a jerk on the leather strap, he pulled my lips to his in a searing kiss. I bit his lip hard enough to draw blood. He tasted dark and sweet. Like rum and poison and ancient magic, laced together with smoke and lust.
I hated how his flavor had me leaning into him, suckling on his lip for more delicious beads of his blood.
Why’s it so damn good?
This monster’s blood was like a drug, heady and addictive. It shot straight to my head, and I moaned as another drop dissolved onto my taste buds.
Balor broke the kiss to pull himself out of his pants.
I found myself staring at the girthiest, veiniest cock I’d ever seen.
Instantly, I sobered from whatever magic-induced spell I’d been under, and panic set in. I might as well have been staring down the barrel of a shotgun for how much danger I realized I was in. This bastard washuge.It didn’t matter if his flaming aura couldn’t hurt me. His giant cock sure as shit could.
The appendage was the same grayish green hue as the rest of his skin, except for his mushroom head, which was a soft pink. The network of veins wrapping his lengthy shaft was so complex, my brain stalled out imagining what the texture would feel like.
As if all that wasn’t enough to process, Balor wore a golden cuff at his base which gleamed in the street lamp’s halo of light.
I didn’t know where he thought he was sticking that, but it wasn’t going to be inside me.
“I don’t want you! I don’t want this.” I snarled, trying to kick him away.
His grip on my leg turned punishing, and he jerked on the belt around my throat like I was a bad dog. “Ya have no choice in this, little misfortune. I am owed my vengeance, and the gods have given ya to me as payment.”
A frustrated tear leaked from my eye and he reached for me, catching it on his finger. It sizzled away as soon as it hit his flesh. “We are fated. I can feel it, drawing me close to ya, even though I wanted nothing more than to crush yer bones to dust. Even when ya were a wee child. There’s no fightin’ it. Though I’ll enjoy watchin’ ya try. You have a fire in ye that makes me hard as stone. Makes me feel like a man again.”
My attention dropped back to his bare cock. A vein running along the length of his shaft throbbed, and a fat drop of pre-cum oozed from his tip, the pearlescent rope gleaming before snapping and soaking into his pants.
“You are pleased.”
I nearly choked on my own saliva. Did I hear him wrong?Pleased?
He fisted his cock; it was giant even by comparison in his massive hand. Somehow, the golden cuff at its base made it look all the more formidable.
Finding myself trapped in a staring contest with the beastly member, I snapped my eyes up to find Balor grinning proudly. “When you look at it, a delicious scent leaks from your cunt. Your body is begging for me to seal our bond.”
I wasn’t sure what bond he was talking about, but I got the gist of what he was saying.
My attention slid back to his aggressive erection, draped in cum and gold.
I swallowed hard.
Balor of the evil eye was going to fuck me. Then I’d be his forever. That was, if I could survive him and his insanely large cock.
He would stretch me to my limit, and beyond.
Before, he'd said he had the power to grow larger. I wasn’t sure why he hadn’t yet. Cold dread stabbed at me as I considered that maybe he hadn’t yet, only because he was waiting until he was inside me.
It would be a cruel and horrible way to kill me. That was probably his plan.
