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He chuckles into my skin, sinking a few fangs into me, lightly and without malice. I find myself grunting with a primal need for him to do more, to go harder, and to give me a release that has been building for nearly a decade.
I writhe under him deliriously, two of his hands remaining on my breasts while the other two expertly finger my drenched pussy. One rubs at my clit in magical circles while the other thrusts, and my entire body is one massive, pulsing ache.
I pin my mouth to the shell of his ear as he nips at my neck endlessly, my fingers running up and down the scaly skin of his back.
“I want your cock, baby,” I whisper to him, my voice lewd and dazed. “I want it hard, please.”
I stretch out the last word, and something in the back of my mind notices that it is begging. But shame does not accompany it, only an added layer of enlightened arousal.
“Mmm, Lana,” he mutters into my neck.
Systorak is wearing shorts, and from the frenzy of my bodily stimulation, I feel his hard manhood pressing into my thighs. The moment I give him my request, he lifts his teeth from my nape and uses the hand that had been penetrating me to rip them off in a comical display of urgency and strength.
I giggle, which is another strange and foreign sound coming from my mouth. He grins as he hovers over me, and I barely catch a glimpse of his spectacular erection before he slides between my thighs.
It is monstrous in size, which matches the proportions of Systorak’s body. I gasp and cling to his forearms as he fills me, cautious with his insertion, pinning my head against the pillow as anticipatory pleasure soars through me.
“Oh gods, Systorak,” I hear myself groaning.
He is as thick as a tree trunk, equally long and hard. The tip delicately pushes deep within me, and I can already feel my pussy starting to drip onto the sheet below.
“Fuck, you’re so beautiful, Lana,” he mutters before lowering his front forearms around my head.
I am biting my lip as he thrusts gently and carefully, nearly sensual in his slow and steady pace. My palms are pressed against his shoulders as he peers down at me, the darkness behind my eyelids bursting with stardust every time he thrusts forward.
“Are you all right, darling?”
He is divinely tender, the most considerate lover I’ve ever had in my life. It only makes me want to be dirtier, to scream his name through the echoing of these stone walls, and to cream all over that lovely cock.
“Oh, babe, I’m more than okay,” I flutter my eyes open, grinning at him with a naughty glint. “You can fuck me harder. I can take it.”
He smirks at me, almost smugly, and begins to push himself inside me faster. I instantly cry out as the pleasure becomes nearly impossible to cope with, my conscious self vanishing through the billowing vowels of my cries.
He watches me closely, then I feel his extra hands crawl from where they were resting against my hips to rub my swollen clit in aggressive circles. That is when I lose it completely.
“Systorak, baby!”
My orgasm moves through me violently, causing my muscles to seize, my jaw to clench, and my eyes to squeeze shut as his wonderful cock thrusts inside me. I whimper when his fingers remain on my clit, continuously moving in avid circles, searching for that second blast of ecstasy.
“Yes, Lana,” he whispers, sultry and dark. “Come for me again, baby. Let yourself go.”
It is easy to do as he asks. My climax is another comet tingling through me with more gentle waves than the first. A few seconds later, he spills inside me, his own release quieter and more sedated than my own.
“Oh, Lana …”
When he collapses on top of me, I am shaking. His mouth finds my neck, and I know, without having to think about it, that I would let his creature do anything he wants to me.
Absolutely anything.
TWELVE
SYSTORAK
This morning feels different as I wake with Lana in my arms and her lovely hazel pools flickering open at daybreak. If she hadn’t been locked up in this tower, waking this way would’ve felt like a dream. It still does, but the fact that I am responsible for her imprisonment sits with a sour taste on my tongue.
I have never felt so much longing and passion in my entire life. Last night, seeing Lana naked was like looking at the sunrise, gazing upon a twilight beauty, and it makes me want to imprint the memory into my mind for eternity. She is not only gorgeous in her external form, but in her willingness to cast aside apprehension, to take heed of her own desires, and to ask for them without shame.
Before last night, I had never made love to a human woman. It is generally frowned upon in the demon world unless one is using them for mere pleasures of the flesh. Demons can be massively promiscuous and disrespectful once those interactions end. I have never craved having a human woman in bed for the sake of a notch on my bedpost. It would be highly inconvenient for the sake of my position in the court.
