“Damnit, Lilith. You know I’m not into that kind of stuff,” he says, as his eyebrows pull down, and his lips thin with hard eyes, not hiding his ire.
“I know, and that’s why it’s part of your punishment,” I say, straddling his hard cock. It’s amazing how fast his emotions change once he sees my new position.
“May I dare ask what the other part of my punishment is?” Carl asks with a whimsical look. It’s as if he’s looking forward to this as I let my tail out to play.
“You get to be my sex toy. I'm going to get myself off on this wonderful, thick cock of yours. Then, you’re going to tell me what happened from your perspective. Only when I’m satisfied with your answers will I forgive you and let you come,” I state as I slide my hand between us to guide his cock to my wet folds.
His face falls at my confession before his eyes roll back as I slide down his shaft with a moan.He still fits just like a puzzle piece.
“Fuck. I’ve missed you so much. Yeah, like that! Ride my cock,” he groans beneath me. Damn, I love the sound of his husky voice.
Picking up my pace, I grind my hips in circles as the end of my tail gently wraps around his balls. While my tail gently pulls and caresses his most sensitive area, I watch with a salacious smile as his legs jerk and he subconsciously pulls at the binds around his wrists to stop me. I’m not inflicting torture like I do with most of my victims, but knowing he's experiencing a little pain along with the pleasure makes my body tingle with glee.
A warmth I know all too well starts to fill my core as I allow my head to fall back and take in the sensations. It’s a clash of heat and chills that rush up and down my body, hardening my nipples until they ache to be touched. Carl's eyes glaze over slightly as he watches me squeeze and play with my breasts while moans and heavy breathing are pulled from my lips as pleasure courses through me.
Gliding my hands up his flat stomach, I admire how he’s never felt the need to become ripped to fit in. He’s always felt comfortable with his brains rather than brawn.
“God, Lilith, your pussy is choking my cock so well.”
With every circle of my hips, his lips twitch and his fists clench. My prince is getting close.Should I let him come with me? I’m so close.
“Make me see stars and you can come with me,” I pant, snapping my fingers and releasing his hands.
He immediately grabs my hip with one hand, hard enough to bruise and thrusts up, controlling our pace. “Harder,” I moan, and he wastes no time fulfilling my request. His other hand snakes up my thigh before his thumb circles my clit, sending me spiraling into the heavens. I’m lightheaded; my body locks up as I spasm around his cock and stars explode behind my eyelids as I close them.
I continue to slowly grind my hips against Carl as he begs in his Fae language for a release. Grabbing his throat, I pull him to me, tasting my musk on his lips as I slam my mouth to his.
“Come. For. Me. Prince,” I pant with each thrust of his hips.
He furiously pumps into me a few more times before he finds his release with a moan. His dick pulses a few times before he lets out a sigh, blinking roughly, and looks up at me. “I love you, my dear, and I’m so glad you came back to me.” Without waiting for a response, he wraps his arms around me and pulls me down onto his chest.
I roll so I’m on my side and entwine our legs together. Looking up into his dark brown eyes, I decide to clear up some things. I am beyond confused, and even though this reunion went a lot better than I expected, I still need answers.
“Carl, tell me what happened after you left me sleeping the day before we were supposed to go to Earth. I’m pretty sure we might have two different stories.”
CHAPTER14
Boys will be boys
Matthew
Ineed to get my shit under control, and quickly. The guys are going to be here any minute and I was the one that called this meeting. I have no idea why I’m nervous. The only thing I can think of is this constant hole in my chest and the flares which I think are a resemblance of Lilith’s familiar feelings, but that can’t be right.She told us to fuck off over a decade ago, so why am I picking up on random feelings of love and longing now?
I grab the bottle of Fae wine and pour myself a small amount, sipping it before I end up downing it in one go to calm my nerves. As I set down the glass and debate pouring another one, the door opens to our small cabin and Daniel walks in and immediately starts undoing his tie.
“Long day?” I ask, immediately reaching for the bourbon and pouring him a glass. Anger rolls off of him in waves and I pull my shields shut a little tighter to keep a headache from starting tonight.
“You have no idea,” he says, accepting the drink.
I pour two more drinks for the rest of the guys and bring them over to the poker table where Daniel makes himself comfortable. This was the first building on the property before we built our own separate houses. This little cabin is our home away from home, and we often use it to get away from the women when we need a break. In most cases, it’s where we can let out our otherness without the worry of being caught. Daniel can drink his blood or hunt animals, Jessup can shift, Carl can practice his magic if he wants, and I work spells so I won’t be rusty. Carl and I have decent-sized workrooms, and there's a fighting ring outside for Daniel and Jessup to work out their angst. The perimeter is spelled to repel anyone not welcomed, so we don’t have to worry about uninvited guests accidentally wandering into our sanctuary. And the aerial view is spelled to look like the rest of the woods that surround the area.
“Thank fuck we’re having this meeting,” Jessup says by way of a greeting.
He takes a look at the drinks on the table before marching over to the bar and grabbing the bottle of bourbon. Well, I guess I misjudged how stressed we’ve all been lately. I take my seat and look around, noticing we’re missing Carl. “Where’s Steinbeck?”
“Right here. Sorry for running late,” he says, rushing through the door. He straightens his shirt and slides on his glasses before he looks up and gives us the goofiest smile I've seen on his face in years.
What the fuck is going on? If I didn’t know better, I would say he just got laid.
