Page 94 of Berries and Greed


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I’d only ever been with demiurgus women, obviously, but I’d seen some human porn—who hadn’t?—so I knew that human clitorises were much smaller and more hidden. In the same place, though.

I wanted to please Beryl and make her feel good, but the idea of her directing me while I ate her out, guiding me, telling me what to do…

A humiliating groan escaped my throat, which made Beryl smile. But her cheeks were flushed, and her gaze kept darting down to my snout.

“I think that’s enough for now, huh?” Her voice was huskier, which immediately made my balls clench again. Oh fuck, was she imagining it too? I was a split second away from begging to eat her pussy. Would that be pathetic or a turn-on?

“Okay,” I croaked, tensing my thigh muscles to try and will my erection to go down. At least it was too dark in here for her to see the wet spot on my boxer briefs when I had to stand up.

“Whenever you feel ready, we can talk more about it. Or even…” She trailed off, cheeks pinkening before she looked away and uncrossed her legs to stand up in the nest. “I got you a coffee on my way home. Shall I go heat it up, or are you going to be down here for a while longer?”

I held out a hand to help her as she carefully made her way to the edge of the nest. “No, I’ll come with you.”

But I didn’t move. For reasons. Well, one reason, which was still throbbing in my underwear.

Beryl smiled, then nodded at the door. “I’ll head up and see you there.”

“No, wait.” I scrambled to my feet, clutching the blanket over my lower half. Yes, real smooth, Greid. Not obvious at all. “It’s too dark on the stairs. Just give me a sec to get dressed and come with you.”

“Okay. I’ll go wait by the door.”

She made her way over and stood with her back to the room, studying some of the artificial gems in the wall. I dropped the blanket and ground the heel of my palm into the base of my erection, mentally screaming at it to deflate.

After shifting back to my humanoid form and getting dressed, I tugged my sweater down as far as I could and crossed the room to join her. “Okay, ready.”

She smiled up at me, then reached over and tangled her fingers through mine. I swallowed thickly, squeezing her hand and pulling the door open.

“Thanks for showing me your deeproom and your true form,” she said as I led her up the dark, winding staircase. “Both are beautiful.”

My face spikes twitched with pleasure as I cleared my throat. “That’s okay. Thanks.”

“Does your whole family have green colouring like you? I noticed your mom and Kiti did.”

“No, some of my siblings inherited my dad’s colouring. Blue. And then a couple of them got a mix.”

“Ooh, I bet that’s pretty. What are your siblings like? Are they all like Kiti?”

“What, assholes?” I said dryly. “Yeah.”

She snorted. “She wasn’t an asshole.”

“Was,” I muttered, then admitted, “They’re not really assholes, I guess. Just picked on me a lot when we were kids because I was the smallest. Stuff like that stays with you even if they didn’t mean to be cruel.”

I immediately felt my ears flutter from the admission. At least it was dark so Beryl couldn’t see.

She squeezed my hand. “I bet it was tough. You were so cute as a baby. Tiny compared to the others.”

I grunted. “Yeah. The runt. Grew up tall enough to fight Nuni off when he held me down to hock up loogies on my face, though.”

She tutted. “I wasn’t around other kids much, but it sounds like they can be assholes.”

“Yeah.” I paused. “Did you not, um, go to school before your dad—before Violet took you in?”

“Sporadically. Dad didn’t care if I went or not. I liked it, though. Violet worked herself into the ground educating me at the compound, but I still feel… I don’t know. Not ignorant, but naïve. Being book-smart is one thing. I’m catching up with everyone else for the rest.”

I glanced over my shoulder to give her a tiny smile as we reached the basement. “You’re super smart, Beryl.”

She grinned, tugging on my hand while going up on her tiptoes to kiss my cheek. “Thanks, Greid.”

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