The... The good monster?
Whatever he is, if I wanted to, I could have him pinned right now. But I’m not gonna use this method on any other monsters in town.
Brax winced pleasurably as she kept swallowing around him, her mouth milking him as he emptied.
“God, you’re amazing. Best I’ve ever...”
Well, that was flattering. Penny looked at him and slowly slid her lips up and down once more before releasing him, watching him shudder. “Me? The best?”
Brax nodded, his leonine mane of dark hair—stupid, sexy hair—flopping on ice white skin. “The heat and the tightness of that pretty throat... Better use than biting it any day,” he murmured, massaging her cheek. “You okay?”
Penny nodded, face suddenly thoughtful as she considered if she was okay. Physically, she felt a little better, and she would have liked to keep her Brax-icle. “Definitely okay. Better. It’s kind of thick. But nottoothick. It coats nicely.” Penny licked her lips thoughtfully as she sat on her haunches, pink toes neatly curled and tucked under her wiggling bottom.
Brax nodded, clutching the wall for support, looked winded and bit glazed.
“Why are you panting? You don’t need air.” Penny demanded.
“Dunno. You did this to me. And you're spinning my head, aren’t you, looking up at me like the cutest little innocent with your sweetheart bottom and your ten perfect toes—talking about how my cum coats your throat like you’re weighing the merits of oil paints versus water colors.”
“Definitely acrylic,” she countered. “I’d be a repeat customer.”
“Glad you approve,” he laughed softly. “You can have all you want, Penny.”
“It was a lot of work, though. But... thatdidmean more cold-Brax parts in my throat. Which is down from boiling over to simmering.”
“Mhm. Well, let’s see if we can get you down to still water. The kind,” he pulled her up and went for it, swooping her up and holding her close, lips to her ear as he shuffled her back underneath him, ready to worship her, “that runs deep.”
Brax deep inside. Deeeeeeep. He has such good moves and techniques. It would be annoying if I had to fight him, but it’s awesome for sex.“Yes, please. Maybe we—”
Her suggestion was cut off by the sharp, unwelcome jangle of the phone.
“Damn,” Penny swore without any vigor and grabbed it. “I’m still sick, tell Daddy I’m not gonna come over and infect him.” Penny snapped into the phone. “Also, I’m naked, and I don’t know where I left my shoes, so I’m staying put.”
Brax dropped his head into his hands, “I hope that’s your mother and not some pervert,” he muttered.
Penny stuck her tongue out at him and pressed the phone to her breast to muffle her voice. “The pervs are all in here,” she teased.
“Wouldn’t that be delicious? I have so many more things I could teach you,” he whispered, starting to slide down her body.
Penny grabbed a fistful of his long hair and kept it in her grip. “Sorry, what was that, Mom?”
“Some kind of freak storm is hitting the area where you live—Jasper Wainwright says the fire department is investigating it. Ice is forming on the road, several inches thick! But there’s been nothing but flurries.”
Brax let out a startled groan as she suddenly rolled him off and bolted to the door, her legs unsteady but carrying her.
“Ow!”
“Is that a man? Penny, who is that?”
“Brax. The sexy-creepy neighbor.”
“What!? The guy you said follows you to the laundry room?”
“He’s not actually creepy right now. He’s sexy. And he’s bringing my fever down.”
“Didn’t you just say you were— Honey, I have to go out. Keep an eye on the roast.”
“Mom! You can’t come out. The ice! You said the fire department is checking out the roads... because...” Penny’s eyes widened, something trickling through the feverish haze that enveloped her when she wasn’t touching her new pet vampire.
