I peered down at her, admiring the way her cheeks and her chest were flushed red with arousal.
“There is no God here, Iris. He could never bring you this sort of pleasure.” I threw my head back with a dark laugh and allowed the length of my black, forked tongue to unfurl from my mouth before wiggling it up and down–just like I’d done on her clit.
“Fuck me, Selvyn.” Desire burned bright in her wide, doe eyes.
Iris desired me.
With a rough grip, I held my cocks together and slid my fist up and down them, coating them in my own lubricant as Iris’s eyes followed my every move.
“Is this what you want, my little fallen angel? To be fucked by the demon of Dalwick Cave?” My brow arched and the muscles in my forearm bulged with each stroke.
She watched my hand work over the shafts, my cocks and fingers growing slick with each pass.
“Yes. I want it.” Her voice was a needy plea as her fingers pinched the rosy tips of her nipples.
“Then that’s what you’ll get.”
In one swift movement, I settled myself over her body and claimed her mouth with mine, my cocks rubbing against the wet folds of her cunt.
With reckless abandon, I kissed her, as if all there ever was and all there ever would be in my life washer.
“Selvyn,” she moaned, pressing her breasts against my bare chest as I slid my tongue inside her mouth.
I braced myself with one hand, and with the other, I teased the wide head of my lower cock along her pussy, coating the tip with her sweet nectar. Slowly, I pushed inside of her, resisting the urge to thrust my hips and drive myself deep.
“Fuck,” she whined against my neck as the ridges along my shaft stretched her entrance and my upper cock teased her clit.
“Yes, angel. Yes, angel,” I chanted, rocking my hips just the slightest to ease myself inside.
Her cunt was so tight around my thick length that I was already close to coming.
But unlike humans—I could come again and again.
Iris bucked against me until I filled her to the hilt. “For fuck’s sake, Selvyn. Move!” she demanded, and I couldn’t help but laugh.
I liked that Iris knew what she wanted and wasn’t afraid to ask for it.
My hands darted out and clasped hers, pinning them above her head. I snapped my hips, each rough thrust driving her body into the ground and bouncing her breasts.
“Take me.” I rasped against the shell of her ear. “Take me like the good little whore you are.”
She whimpered, arching her back in response.
Over and over, I pumped into her, growling and grunting until her pussy clenched my cock. Iris threw her head back in ecstasy, writhing through her orgasm and screaming my name as one cock flooded her cunt with my seed and the other sprayed on her stomach.
Our bodies stilled, and I pressed my forehead to hers as we both fought to catch our breath, dizzy from the comedown of our pleasure.
Iris’s eyes were closed as she whispered against my lips. “Both. Give me both.”
I was silent for a moment, considering exactly how I should handle her request.
“Iris,” I said as I looked at her with pleading eyes. “What if I hurt you?”
She wriggled out of my grip and propped herself up on her elbows, tilting her head to the side thoughtfully as she stared into my eyes. “That’s never stopped anyone before. And that’s why this is different—why you’re different, Selvyn. Please, give me this. If it’s too much for me, I’ll tell you.”
For a brief moment, I was angry for her. Angry for all the pain she’d endured in her short life. I wanted to smite each person who had wronged her. Rip out their throats and throw them down into the pit to rot for harming this tiny human woman.
My tiny human woman.
