I move back, taking in the image of my Nymph, cheeks flushed, lips red and swollen, eyes half-closed with satisfaction.
I did that.
I made that pleasure for her.
And satisfied as I am, I know there is so much more. So many more ways to serve her body.
But how?
A noise behind me has me spinning on my heels, ready to attack.
“She’s beautiful. You did such a good job, Bully. Made her come so hard.”
The hound stands in the doorway. His fist rubs at an obvious erection in his pants. “I didn’t mean to intrude, but the door was open, so I couldn’t look away. Sorry.”
The hound is grinning and does not look repentant at all.
Theo struggles onto her elbows, cheeks rosy. “Max?”
“You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen,” he tells her. “And I bet you’ve more orgasms in you.” He cocks his head to one side. “Oh yeah you do. You’re already wondering what it would feel like to have Ludo taste you.”
My head moves from Maximus back to the Nymph. She bites at her bottom lip then nods. “I would…would like that.”
She rolls her hips unconsciously.
Taste her. Yes. I wanted to before, but I’m desperate to have her on my tongue, on my lips.
I glance to the door again, and Maximus gives me a nod.
Moving forward, I take a moment to appreciate the pink, glistening beauty. Then I gently swipe the pad of my tongue across her furrows and folds.
Oh Gods. I want more.
Moving my tongue faster, I eat up her nectar as she squirms around me, making noises I’ve never heard before. I shift my mouth’s attention up a little, and she screams out.
“Fuck, please!” Her thighs quiver around my head.
I know I can bring her to that ultimate pleasure again right now, but it seems too soon. I want more.
So I pull away slightly, licking my lips, to watch her flesh pulse.
“Ludo,” she groans.
I know the hellhound is watching over my shoulder, but it doesn’t feel wrong.
“Please,” Nymph says again, whimpering.
Both my beast and I also want; want to fill her with my cock. Could I?
I can’t help it. I look back to Maximus for…support? Reassurance?
“Look what a dripping mess she is,” he says in a low voice. “How do you think it would feel to enter that hot flesh? Push deep inside?”
Ahhh. His words send the last of my doubts flying.
—Nymph…can I—
—Fill me, Ludo, please—
