Oh my God.
The tip is bulbous, like a hardened flower bud, and it now presses against my pussy. My underwear is the only obstacle stopping it from sliding in.
I jump and moan when vibration sends a jolt of pleasure throughout my body.
No fucking way.
“It vibrates?” I manage to say through my panting.
“Among other things.”
I’m on my tiptoes; my arm hooked around the back of Locheran’s neck to keep myself upright. My knees are too weak to hold me up.
The tip of his tail pushes my panties aside, which wasn’t difficult since I’m wearing a thong and there’s not much material. It sinks past my FUPA to press against my clit. The vibration getsstronger.
“Oh, fuck.”
Locheran’s hand slips behind the top of my dress and finds my breast. His fingers take hold of my nipple.
“Most human men don’t know their way around a woman’s body,” Locheran whispers and pinches. I arch my back, but he presses his other hand on my stomach to stop me from moving. “I’m a thousand years old, Mouse. I have a lot of experience. I’m patient. And I’m thorough.”
I bite my lip as my orgasm nears.Damn, that was quick.His large hand—the one not on my breast—cups my chin and turns my head. Using his thumb, he tugs my bottom lip from my teeth.
“Don’t hold back. Let everyone hear what I do to you.”
His vibrating tail pulses—like one of my toys… but better—and he tugs at my sensitive nipple while grazing his fangs over my neck.
“Be a good girl and come for me,” he says.
That sends me over the edge.
I scream as waves of pleasure slam into me like I've never felt before.
I came so easily.How? I mean, it’s not like we had sex sex. And his vibrating tail did the same thing my toys usually do, but still. It’s as if my body was lit on fire just by his touch, and my pleasure grew out of control as he did more wonderful things to me.
I can’t understand it, but I’m absolutely here for it.
Once I’m done shaking, Locheran pulls his tail out from between my legs. I watch over my shoulder as he lifts it to his mouth and licks it clean. He closes his eyes, the lids fluttering like he’s tasting the finest meal at a Michelin star restaurant.
Once satisfied he’s got every drop of me, he twists me around and kneels before me to pull the bottom of my dress down, making sure my ass is no longer hanging out.
“I’m going to fly us to the ground to grab your shoes. Then we’ll stop in a bathroom before returning to the party. You might want to fix your hair and makeup… unless you want everyone to see what I’ve done to you?”
He smirks and winks, and I roll my eyes because he’s such a confident fuckboy.
“One thing’s for sure,” he continues. “Every monster in that room is going to smell me on you. They won’t dare try to take what’s mine.”
Mine?
It should piss me off that he’s staking claim on me like I'm a fucking object.
Instead, I'm turned on again.
And I’m already counting the minutes until tomorrow night. I think I’m too impatient for a date. I want to stay in and let him do all the things he offered.
I know I said this was a bad idea, but there’s something about him, about what we’re doing, that feels right.
Chapter 7 – Farrah
