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The wet warmth of his tongue prodded my entrance, before he flicked across my clit, the sensation tightening my belly even more, as I rested my chin on the top of the headboard. Lip caught between my teeth, I circled my hips, desperate, needy. The slickness of my arousal made for a wet sound as he ate at my pussy, and I cried out, grinding against his face.
The sensation fell away, and I looked to see him turning his head to the side, kissing my inner thigh. From that angle, I watched a protrusion at his forehead break the skin there, without bleeding. Two small nubs sharpened to a point as they pushed through, thickening with their growth. They curled back toward his hairline, their ribbed surface twinkling with silvery tattoos that matched the ones across his skin. When he tipped his chin down, one of them dragged over my slit, its rigid surface sending a flutter to my stomach as it vibrated with electricity, the same way his cock had moments before.
I reached down to grab a handful of his hair and rubbed myself against the horn’s surface, humping it like an animal. What had I become that I could fuck a demon’s horn? The mere thought of what I was doing sent a shiver of humiliation through me, but it felt too good to stop. The horn glistened with my fluids, every ridge of it teasing out more of my arousal.
At the tickle of my thigh, I released the horn and looked down to see his tongue sweeping over my flesh while growing longer.
Longer.
The length of it lashed out like a serpent’s tongue, and before I could process what I was seeing, it slid up inside of me. I arched up, fingers cramping where they gripped tight to the headboard, as it curled up into me. Every muscle in my body stiffened with the sensation of tiny painless hooks rooting me in place for him, and eyes rolled back, I surrendered to the unnerving paralysis sweeping through me, as he fucked me with that abnormally elongated muscle. The tip of it curved just enough to hit a spot that sent a pulsing throb down into my thighs, and resting my forehead against the headboard again, I let out shallow, shuddering breaths, every muscle taut, coiled, boiling. A humiliating sound left my throat, a cross between a sob and a moan, while his tongue snaked in and out of me in perfect cadence.
“God!” I cried out, and I anchored my teeth over the smooth, unforgiving curve of the wooden headboard, desperate to bite down on something.
A dark chuckle echoed all around me, and he flicked his tongue faster, teasing that wicked ball of nerves. Pressure mounted across my abdomen, like a desperate, hollow ache needing to be filled. It heightened, burning in my belly like I was going to pee all over him. Tighter. Tighter. So tight!
An explosion of pleasure shot through my veins, and I cried out, grinding my sex in his face as the orgasm crashed over and into me. So powerful, it vibrated my bones.
“Release me from the binds, Tu’Nazhja. I need to fuck you. Now.”
His voice carried a feral edge that sliced through my euphoric high like a poison-dipped blade. The long serpent tongue seemed to have shrunk to normal size, as it no longer stuck out past his lips.
Muscles weak and trembling, I crawled back down his body. “I can’t … Jericho …” I panted, trying to catch my breath. “I don’t have a key.” The terrifying reality was, I probably would have if I did.
“Release me! Now!” He tugged on the chains, which rattled against the bed’s frame.Snarling and flexing his arms, he watched me slide lower. “Make no mistake, these chains will not keep me from you.”
Still glutton for more, I positioned my soaking entrance to his tip, and when I circled it over the bulbous head, he stilled.
“Yes, that’s it. I want to feel your wet cunt. Let me fill you.”
I wanted to lick the intoxicating words from his lips and swallow them. Whatever had come over me had rendered me completely obedient to the man and his demands.I couldn’t stop myself if I wanted to. It was as if every need which blazed through him burned inside of me, too. As though his body silently communicated through mine, I knew what he wanted, what he craved, and I wanted to feed it to him.
At the first prod of his cock, I sucked in a sharp breath and shook my head. “Wait. It’s too big.”
“It’ll fit.” He raised his hips, the tip breaching my entrance and threatening pain. “Relax and let me inside of you.”
Swallowing a gulp, I slowly eased myself down his thick shaft. Once seated as far as I could, about halfway down his shaft, I let out gasp as he filled me in a way that sent a swell of panic rushing over me. “No, I can’t. It’s too big.” Shaking my head, I lifted my hips to pull myself off, and a sharp pain brought me to a halt.
Eyes wide with fear, I shot my gaze to his and noticed the single black orb, once a warm blue, staring back at me. His horns had fully extended, curling back over his head to long, spiraled points. An inky blackness traveled down his arms, turning his skin to the same color as his hair. Terror coiled up my spine as I watched him transform before my eyes.
Raising my hips a second time sent another sharp pain up inside of me, and I cried out, still impaled on his cock.
His lips stretched to a wicked grin. “You’re mine.”
I shook my head, my muscles trembling with fear. “No, no! Jericho! It’s too big.”
The scent of spice perfumed the air as before, and that warm, toasty sensation settled over me again. My muscles relented and the tension fizzled, my head caught in that space between waking and dreaming. The dark silence just before sleep. The same sensation I’d experienced when drunk, just before passing out.
Slipping in and out of it, I opened my eyes and found myself rocking against him, slow and easy.
“That’s it. Fuck me.” The sound of his voice wrapped itself around my senses, until all I could hear, feel and smell was Jericho.
In that blank, rayless place, he consumed me, and enraptured, I clenched around him, focused on every stroke in and out of me. I upped the pace and closed my eyes.
What had felt painful quickly turned pleasurable, and weak with appetence, I lowered myself to his chest, as he pistoned himself in and out of me.
“How does it feel,me amreloc?”
I didn’t understand the last part, but the accent and the way he spoke, coupled to the feel of him rocking beneath me, damn near sent me over the edge right then. “So good,” I whispered, clawing into his chest, as he drove his hips into me again.
