Page 80 of Angel I Am Not

At first, I barely noticed. The tip traced lazily along my inner thigh, dragging through the cum coating my skin before slipping higher between my cheeks. I tensed when it circled my back hole, but the slick pressure felt good enough that the tension disappeared almost immediately.

“Fuck,” I breathed, spreading my legs farther without thinking. “That feels so good.”

Deus stopped sucking at my neck and lifted his head. His tail circled me again, more deliberately this time, and his expression changed when my hips pushed back toward it.

“You’re going to fall apart like this, aren’t you, Sweetness?”

The tail pressed firmly against me, slick enough to glide without hurting, and my fingers went straight back to his horns when the pressure made my stomach tighten. Deus groaned at the first pull, his eyes darkening while more of his demon form rolled through him beneath my hands.

I tightened my grip, and the reaction rolled through him immediately. His horns lengthened beneath my palms while his shoulders broadened and dark markings began spreading over his skin. The deeper he shifted, the more his tail seemed to respond with him, pressing more firmly against my ass before easing in just enough to stretch me.

I pulled on his horns when the pressure sharpened, and Deus groaned against my chest before closing his mouth around my nipple again. His tail retreated slowly, circled, then pushed back with a little more confidence while his hand slid over my hip to hold me steady.

His tongue dragged over one nipple while his fingers pinched the other, every point of contact amplified by his gift as his tail worked behind me. I rocked into it, my body chasing the pressure without needing him to tell me what to do.

“That’s it,” Deus breathed against my breast. “Give it to me.”

The tail pressed deeper on the next pass, and a moan tore out of me as I pulled harder on his horns. Deus’s hips jerked even though his cock wasn’t inside me anymore, and he laughed breathlessly against my skin before sucking my nipple back into his mouth.

I was already close again when his tail slowly slipped free.

The sudden emptiness made me whine, but before I could complain, something else pressed against my ass.

Thicker.

Definitely not his tail.

I went still with both hands still wrapped around his horns. “What the fuck was that?”

Deus’s eyes squeezed shut, and his breathing went ragged again as whatever had touched me pressed there a second time. “Give me a second, Sweetness. Fuck.”

I shifted my hips cautiously and felt the pressure move with him. My eyes narrowed as I looked down between our bodies, though I couldn’t see much from the angle. “That wasn’t your tail.”

“No.” Deus opened his eyes, and despite looking completely wrecked, the beginning of a grin was already pulling at his mouth.

“Then what the fuck is against my ass?”

He dragged one hand down my side and settled it at my hip while he tried to get his breathing under control. “My body’s made to give you pleasure.”

I stared at him. “What does that mean?”

“The closest thing to Earth’s explanation is probably an incubus.” He shifted beneath my hands, and the second pressure brushed me again.

My gaze dropped between us before snapping back to his face. “Do you have a second fucking dick?”

The grin finally broke across his face. “We’ll get there.”

I stayed there for several seconds, trying to decide whether that answer had actually helped. Deus didn’t rush me. His hand moved lazily over my thigh while his tail curled around my calf again, giving me time to process the fact that apparently one cock, a knot, an aphrodisiac touch, and an extremely adventurous tail had not been the full inventory.

“Of course you do,” I muttered, finally loosening my hands around his horns.

Deus leaned in and kissed me, slower than before. “Need Veyr?”

“No.” I let my hands slide from his horns to the back of his neck and pulled him closer. “I need a minute before you start showing off anything else.”

“You can have two.”

I laughed against his mouth before kissing him again, and Deus settled over me without pushing for more. His hands still wandered because apparently expecting Lust to stop touching entirely was unrealistic, but he kept it soft while I caught my breath, tracing my sides and kissing along my jaw until the trembling in my legs eased.