“Something feels good,” I purred in her mind. “You want to touch yourself, but you also don’t want to move out of fear that whatever you’re feeling will stop.”
Her head tossed to the side, and she let out a harsh moan as the shadow pressed down harder on her pussy. The evidence of her arousal dripped down her middle, and I leaned my face down to hover over the wet slit. I desperately wanted to run my tongue up her seam, to taste her desire, but that would be too much. I’d lose control of myself and burst from the shadowy veil I existed in right now, and we couldn’t have that. Not to mention, a physical touch from me wouldn’t be as easily brushed off as her mind playing horny tricks on her.
So I pulled back to look down at her again. Shadows twirled around her beaded nipples and coasted along every sensitive part of her body—along her neck, over her sides and hips, up and down her pussy.
“You’re horny and need more. You want to be held down and restrained,” I whispered into her mind.
She arched her back and spread her arms out on either side of her. The shadows pinned her wrists and legs in place, only hard enough to give her the vague inclination that she was tied down. The wetness gathering in her cunt grew, dripping down the lips and onto the sheets. Star was fucking eager, the picture of hot and horny. If only I could shove into that tight hole and lose myself in her.
Later, I thought.
“It’s so wet between your legs. You want to feel how badly you drip for release right now,” I said in her head.
I released the hold on her wrist, and she quickly reached between her legs, dragging her fingers up through the arousal there. Her legs shook with the motion, and her face scrunched in a whimper as two fingers played with her bundle of nerves.
“You want to be filled up by a big cock. You pretend there’s one there, claiming you as you’re held down,” I commanded.
A thick shadow slowly pressed against her entrance, stretching and filling her up with the cool sensation. Her hips bucked to meet the shadow’s entry, and her fingers continued to toy with her clit. Her back arched as her muscles strained against the invisible black bindings keeping her in place, and the resistance she met no doubt fueled the fantasy in her mind, making her moan into the air.
As her pleasure rose, the shadows touching every inch of her skin absorbed her ecstasy before funneling it back to me. Her budding satisfaction and desire seeped through the dark tendrils until I could taste the fresh, coolness of her essence on my tongue and deep in my bones. My own eyes slipped closed, and my head fell backward on a hard groan. She tasted so fucking good, and that ache to get closer to her returned.
Feeding via shadows wasn’t the most efficient way to eat for Incubi, but I didn’t give a fuck right now. Serenity was a hot, fumbling mess of aroused desperation as she played with herself to my commands. I could fucking eat like this forever if it was her I got to watch and torment.
Her hips ground into the mattress in an attempt to meet the slow thrusts of the shadow filling her cunt, and her fingers slipped through her crease in a quickened search for that orgasm.
“You’re close,” I ordered in her mind. “It feels so good, and when you cum, you scream.”
She threw her head back and cried out the sweetest sound of release. It made my blood heat to Hellfire levels, and my dick was on the verge of exploding at this point.
Her release swept through her, making her entire body shake, and her fingers slowed as she spilled her pleasure onto her digits and the sheet beneath her. I released her body from the shadows, and she collapsed against the mattress in a breathless, satiated picture of beauty.
My own cock now leaked with a furious need to feel what she did. With a quick step through the shadows, I appeared in the bedroom of my own home with a mental reminder to go back later to redress the human in her sleep. Unable to wait any longer, I burned my clothes away until I stood naked in my room. I placed a hand on the poster of my bedframe, hung my head, and gripped my aching cock.
My eyes closed as I fisted and pumped myself, the smell of Serenity’s arousal still filling my nose and the wintery crisp taste lingering in the back of my throat. I breathed the flavor and scent in, picturing my hand as her sweet cunt while my cock slid in and out of my palm. I recalled the way she’d cried out as she detonated, only I envisioned it was my name amid that perfect moan. My head fell back, and I let out a hiss as I worked myself harder and felt my own release growing closer.
Her fingers had been stunning as they’d rubbed and pinched her own clit, and I imagined those cum-coated fingers touching the head of my cock and wrapping around the shaft.
With a growl, I came hard, shooting the creamy release onto my bedding. I had to catch my breath as the high of the release washed over me. It had been a while since I’d experienced a conquer this good, and with a smile to myself, I vowed to make the next time even better.
Chapter 5
Serenity
WHAT A NIGHT. MY ENTIRE body still buzzed with the memory of invisible touches and phantom caresses, and every time I thought about them on me, an intense inferno unleashed at my center. My skin heated to the point where I had to kick the covers off of me and spread out all of my limbs in an attempt to cool off.
I still had no idea what happened last night, despite wracking my brain ever since I woke up. Had it been some crazy realistic dream caused by my sexual frustration? My clothes were still in place, so it seemed that way. I had no flipping idea. All I did know was that the memory had me fucking horny.
Normally, that hot desire was followed by guilt and desperation, because the feeling never came when I was with Bradley. It always happened when I was alone. The few times Ididgrow restless with sexual need while around him, he wasn’t ever the cause. It was just my body’s natural cry for attention—attention that never came.
Right now though, I didn’t feel sad because of my body’s needs. Right now, I felt hungry and adifferentkind of daring desperation. I was so wound up that I wanted to feed into the feeling and share it with the guy I was dating, even if distance separated us.
I quickly peeled out of my clothes, tossing my shirt across the room and kicking off my panties. My chest rose and fell hard as I grabbed for my phone, clicked on the first message thread where Bradley’s texts always stayed, and began recording.
The camera screen filled with the sight of my parted pale legs against my dark sheets, and that prickling fire of desire continued to douse my body with its sweetness as I slicked my finger down the seam of my pussy, letting the camera capture it all.
I let out a small gasp as the tip of my finger curled along my clit, rubbing it just the way I and the phantom touch had the night before. My legs fell open wider as I worked myself to a near-shattering point, and the sounds of my heavy breath and wet core filled the audio of the video along with the sight.
I bit my lip hard as I finished, capturing the moment for Bradley to see. It was a sight I wanted to share with him and hopefullydowith him one day.
