“When I’m finished with you, you’re just gonna be a loose hole,” I growl into the shell of her small ear. “Too used for anybody else to want to fuck you.” I drop my lips to her throat, tilting her chin back with my claws. My hand covers her face almost completely. I wish I were shorter than this beastly inhuman size so I could suck on her tits from here. For now, I’m left to just watch them glisten with sweat. She glitters as much as I do.
“This is only for tonight.” It’s a lie, but I’m sinking into her body and this moment too deep, in a way I worry I’m not gonna be able to pull back from. “We’re still gonna hate each other tomorrow.”
“Yes, Darius . . .” she hisses.
“For now, you’re just mine to do whatever I want with. To do ...” But I thrust and her inner walls clench around my dick. “Relax for me, baby girl.”
“Augh ...” she cries out, and I can feel her trying.
I rake the tips of my claws down her chest over her tits. I flick her nipples, and her eyelashes flutter wildly and her body relaxes just enough for me to be able to shove my way forward, past the bulging center ring of my dick, until I’m fully seated inside her.
“Scheiße, Darius!” She starts to whisper in German and then in Korean. Her head thrashes to either side, and I work quickly, suckling on her neck, the soft cartilage of her left ear, the tender space behind it. I breathe in the scent of her hair as I start to thrust shallowly into her body.“Oh my God, oh my God, fuck ... Darius ...ssi-bal...ssi-bal...ich kann nicht mehr... I’m going to ... it’s ...zu früh...”
And then the little whore surprises me when her back arches, her fingernails dig into my neck, her tits thrust up into my chest, and then her thighs turn to stone around my hips. I can feel her feet kick against my shins. She coils her ankles around my calves and squeezes everything so fucking tight.
This isn’t going to end well for me,I think, and it doesn’t. It’s fuckingexcruciatingtrying to hold out, make this last, and not come with her.
“Darius, Darius, Darius,” she pants. “Yes! Please . . .bitte. . .”
I know one thing for certain: The way she sayspleaseis something I’m never going to forget.
Just for tonight,I repeat to myself, yanking on her hair and staring into her glossy eyes. Tears track from their corners. I catch them on my tongue as her pussy tries desperately to milk my cock and I try desperately to hold on. I’m fucking lying. Just for tonight, my ass. Better yet—herass. Fuck, she’s so tight already, and I’m so fucking huge. This is sick. I’m a monster, and despite that, she’s still so hungry for me.
She meets me desperate breath for desperate breath. Her hands are all over me, in my hair, gripping my horns, scraping down my back. I grab her wrists and pin them to the floor above her head, and she makes a wild keening sound as the peak of her orgasm passes. Her hips lift and I keep my pace steady, concentrating hard on the feel of her inner muscles squeezing around my length. I suck hard on her ear, and she vibrates as she falls apart, her body limp and useless under mine. I take the opportunity to gather both of her wrists in one hand and pin them to the center of her chest. I’ll need bindings and rope, maybe a ballgag and spreader bar. Cuffs. So many restraints ... for the next time.
I kiss her ferociously, thrusting harder now. My desperation mounts. My body starts moving jerkily, and she wrenches back, gasping for air. I let her draw in a single breath before I pull her back. I take her mouth, kissing hard like I’m excising poison from a wound. I taste everything she has to offer, and then take more she doesn’t. I growl, the purring inthe back of my throat getting louder. “I can’t ... I’m going ... Come again with me, Monika. Please.”Please.
“Y-y-yes, Darius ...” She gasps, tears coming fast now. She doesn’t use the safe word, and I know this woman well enough not to worry. She can take care of herself. “Darius, please ... don’t stop, Darius ... don’t ...” I never used to like the name the humans gave me, but it sounds fucking good on her whispered breaths, spoken like a treasure.
I hold her wet right cheek in my palm and watch her face as I whisper, “I won’t stop. You’re doing so fucking good. You’re perfect.”
She screams, her back arching like she’s possessed. We collide in thunder, and somewhere in the midst of it all, I get both arms wrapped entirely around her, both legs too. She can’t move and she’s locked against my mouth, screaming against my fangs as she comes again.
My forehead blazes and the muscles in my lower back bunch. My mouth hangs open, suspended while that deep, terrifying purr slips out of my throat. My chest sinks down onto the massive pillow of her tits while my dick jerks and twitches. She squeezes around me and I roar into the curve of her neck. All her soft curves fit my hard lines perfectly. I melt and she takes. She gives and I absorb.
“Holy fuck,” I growl, trying to pull out of her as a surreal sensation sweeps me. Something happens down there ... Something must be ... wrong ...
“No, Darius, no ... don’t pull out ... stay.” She grabs me with every ounce of strength she has. It isn’t much against mine, but I don’t need more encouragement. I piston my hips forward, slamming against her so violently it makes me grimace. I know I’m gonna leave bruises all over her and I’m sorry for it. But notthatsorry.
I open my mouth to say something—apologize? Remind her this is just for the night? Tell her it isn’t and that I’m going to chain her to my bed for the rest of forever? Ask her if she has any fucking clue what the fuck is going on? But I don’t. My orgasm blasts through me, and I come without ever finishing the thought.
Cum erupts from the head of my erection and I damn near black out. I can feel my semen entering the searing heat of her body, warming it even more. She spasms underneath me and I hold her fucking still, locking her in my monstrous embrace as I bite down on her shoulder. She cries out, kicking her feet, but the safe word never comes out of her mouth; she simply clutches me to her body while she shakes and shudders. I think she might be coming once more.
The walls of her core clench around my cock tighter and tighter—so tight I start to panic. I open my eyes, not even realizing I’d closed them. My gaze finds her tits, her magnificent, massive tits, dotted by black nipples. I want to eat her whole. I fucking want ...
What the fuck is happening?
Glancing down her body past her tits, I yank down on her bunched dress. There’s a bulge in her soft stomach that wasn’t there before. That’s my dick. That’s my fucking dick!
I jerk, trying to move back, but she locks her legs around me and issues a stern command that has me fighting for stillness, holding steady as I continue to come for her, filling her to the point that I can feel it leaking out of her and dripping down my nutsack.
The roar that comes out of my mouth is inhuman and obscene as I empty and empty and empty. I’ve never come so hard in my life, I’m sure of it. I’ve never come for so long. I’ve never felt a pussy so tight. This doesn’t feel ... real. This feels so right that it feels wrong.
I lift one hand above my head to brace against the seat while my left foot braces against the seat behind me. I push as hard as I can against both, hoping to clear my thoughts, come back to reality, but I’m fucking gone. My chest heaves. I pant against her neck. Her dress is still bunched around her waist, and I hate it, wanting it off. I want to do this all over again without anything between us.
The release took too much—istoo much. As my orgasm starts to recede, the prickling sensation crawling over my skull fades with it. I unlock my jaw and all my straining muscles and try to withdraw from her, but I can’t.
“You’re stuck,” she pants into my ear. She sounds strained, whimpering in a way that worries me. “I think ... your dick swelled up inside of me.”
