“You a little cock-drunk, baby?” I chuckle at her dazed expression.
“Mhmm.”
“Yeah? Poor thing,” I gently taunt as I slowly roll her onto her back, nudging her nose with mine, “You still owe me one more.”
“I can’t,” she whines.
“Awe, that’s really too bad for you, isn’t it?” I ask her, shallowly thrusting into her. “You wanted to play with the monster, now the monster wants to play with you.”
She moans at that. So loud and primal, showing me how much she craves the depraved. There’s a wild beast beneath her perfect flesh, just inches from the surface, never before allowed to show herself. “Wrap your fucking legs around me,” I bark, collaring her throat with a clawed hand, wrapping it all the way around her neck. She does as she’s told, and I reach my other hand up to the headboard and grip it so I can pound inside her.
With a growl rumbling in my chest, I bury myself fully inside that hot, wet pussy.Hard.I’m using way more force with her than I should, but she loves every second. Her breaths are coming out in frantic shrieks, the sounds of her body meeting mine being drowned out by her cries and the bed smacking the wall.
Her little hands turn into vicious claws, raking across my shoulder, my forearm, anywhere she can reach.There’s my feral animal.I look down to where I’m splitting her open, watching my cock leave her pussy, practically dripping, before I force it back in. I move my hand from her throat to behind her head to make her watch, too.
“You see that, Little Dove? See that pretty pink pussy taking me so well?” She tries to nod, sobbing from the sight and overstimulation. “My cock was made to fill your little body. And your pussy was made to come wrapped around me. Nowgive mewhat’s mine.”
She screams, the flutters of her cunt pulling me over the edge with her. I don’t bother holding back the growling moan it forces from my throat. She keeps screaming while I pump every drop of cum inside her sweet body, prolonging our pleasures.
As I come down, I lean down and kiss every bare inch of her skin within reach; her face, across her chest, and her shoulders, before gently removing myself from her wetness.
“You did so well, love.” I whisper, “So fucking beautiful right now.” I can’t stop praising her, she’s so perfect. She’s always beautiful, but sated, full of bliss and my cum? She’s never been more gorgeous. “I’ll be right back,” I kiss her nose, easing off her and heading to grab a towel.
By the time I return, she’s nearly out cold. I huff out a laugh, telling her, “Bel, you can’t sleep yet. I need to take care of you.”
“Nuh uh. ‘m fine,” she mutters.
Relenting, I do the best I can to wipe up the mess between her thighs before I climb in behind her, wrapping us both in the blanket, cocooning us in its warmth.
“Thank you,” she whispers.
“For what?” I play with her hair, loving the new scent covering her.Mine.
“For the sex, duh.”
“No, Little Dove. Thankyou.It was entirely my pleasure.” I kiss the back of her head, caressing her cooling skin and running my fingers through her hair until her breathing evens out.
Within moments, I follow my Bel into the realm of dreams.I will follow you wherever you go, I promise her silently as I doze off.
Digital, Digital Get Down
Bel
I think it goes without saying that the next few days are filled with endless sex. We fuck on every inch of my apartment, both in his human and demon form. Okay, except for the kitchen. Not because I don’t like the idea of kitchen sex but because I can’t walk in there without wondering about the possible contents of my freezer.
I don’t think there are any more human parts in there, but I can’t be sure without asking, and I’d rather not.
We’ve also been talking with Fritz a lot. He FaceTimes me or us almost every day, so I feel like we are kind of getting to know each other. I mean, he knows my body very well, so I guess at some point we need to catch up conversationally tothat.
I think they’re planning a trip without me, which is fantastic. I need a fucking break from Caspian’s insatiable appetite. Maybe he can fuck Fritz’s brains out for a few days instead of mine so I can get some fucking rest.
Last night when he was balls deep inside me, seconds away from making me come, Fritz called. He made me answer it and try to keep my cool while he slowed down and didn’t let me come until I successfully got off the fucking phone. It wasmisery,and I loved every second.
There’s no way he was fooled; Fritz was cackling during our entire conversation. Plus he texted me not even 30 seconds later, asking when we would all get to have naked time together again.
We’re having so much sex I’m basically screening Isla’s calls.Okay, maybe that’s not the only reason.
Isla is too fucking smart. She sees everything. The second she talks to Caspian and asks him about his past for more than two seconds everything will unravel. Plus, it’s not like I can just say, “Oh, yeah, this is one of my boyfriends. They’re both demons, but, like, nice ones.”Boyfriends?Is that what I have? I mean, we haven’t really discussed it, but if I had to give this situationship a name, I guess they are.
