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She shrugs. “Well, I don’t know what that tastes like, either, so I guess I won’t know what I’m missing.” She pauses. “Are You saying it tastes like candy when You’re in demon form?”
I let out a chuckle. “It can. It can taste like whatever I want it to. What would you prefer?”
Again, Callie shrugs. “You, I guess. So, y’know, whatever Your natural flavor is. I don’t really care. I just want to experience this.”
“I’ve never met a human girl so curious about sucking cock as an ‘experience.’ Most just tolerate it for the male’s sake.”
“Does that mean it’s bad? Like, do You think I won’t like it?”
“I can’t say until you try it, my sweet. Some women find it quite enjoyable, but some dislike it. It’s different for each woman, sometimes different with different men. Not every man is gentle in the heat of the moment.”
Her eyes narrow. “What does that mean?”
It’s my turn to shrug. “Some men thrust too hard. Some men use the woman’s throat as a substitute vagina and fuck it raw. Not all men are versed in subtlety.” I cup her chin in my hand and raise it until she’s looking me in the eyes. “I would never hurt you. Not even in the heat of the moment. You don’t have to worry about that. Do what you want with me, and I will take care of you. You have my word.”
She grins. “The word of a demon Prince, huh? I guess I can take that.”
That’s all the warning I have before she bends down and dives in.
I suck in a sharp breath as she latches her luscious lips around my head. As I expected, she’s a bit awkward at first—her tongue moves in quick jerks, her sucking hesitant and uneven—but before long she finds a rhythm, and what a rhythm it is! Her head bobs up and down as she tries to take as much of me in as possible. There’s a little gagging, so I bury a hand in her hair and help guide her, slowing her down and stopping her from choking herself.
“Gently, My Love. You don’t have to swallow the whole thing at once. Take your time, relax your throat. There. That’s better. You’re doing such a good job.” My words come out in a stream of consciousness, no real pattern to them. I just want her to know what I’m enjoying, what I like, what she’s doing right. She seems concerned with my pleasure, something I’m unaccustomed to, and I want to encourage it. The more I enjoy it, the more she seems to. “Good girl, Calliope. Yes, just like that. Suck and swallow. Don’t forget to breathe. So good …”
My cock brushes the back of her throat as she moans into me, and I struggle to maintain control. I don’t want to break my word and hurt her on accident, but she makes it quite difficult to keep my wits about me.
When she reaches between her legs and starts stroking her clit, a rush of sexual energy hits the base of my spine, and I bite my lip to hold back my orgasm. I’m not sure she’s quite ready.
I shouldn’t have worried. Callie glances up through her lashes at me and hums, watching my reaction to the vibrations in her throat. I grip her hair tighter and start to pant. I’m close, so close, and from the way she strokes her clit, she is, too. The room thrums with power, and I clench my jaw as my balls tighten and a hot stream of cum shoots from my cock down Callie’s throat.
My good girl swallows it all down. Every. Last. Drop.
Knowing that Callie has less room for magical energy than I do, I greedily soak up the magic raised by the act. Her stores may be full, but I could use the extra boost.
A softpopsounds as she releases suction on my cock, and she licks her lips. “Mm. So that’s what human cock tastes like?”
“Yes,” I say, though I’d be lying if I said my voice doesn’t shake in the aftermath.
Callie grins and straightens, winking at me. “Next time, You’ll have to show me what demon dick tastes like. Y’know, for scientific purposes.”
Before I have time to react, she’s up and off the bed, humming to herself as she chooses an outfit from the dresser. The skintight jeans and skimpy tank top are enough to get me hard again almost instantly, but I fight the urge to ask her to take them off.
It wouldn’t do for the Prince of Lust to beg, after all.
Since it appears that she’s done for now, I summon a similar outfit: jeans and a simple t-shirt. The white of the tee contrasts with the dark melanin of this body, but judging from the look on Callie’s face when she sees it, she enjoys the view.
“So … What’s next?” she asks. “Are we gonna go practice infernal magic? Torture some souls? Sit down to a candlelit dinner?”
“While all of that sounds divine, I sadly have duties to tend to. I can’t allow Leviathan to continue strutting around plotting ways to harm you. I have to figure out a way to end him once and for all.” I stand up and head for the door. “And I’ll have to do that on my own. I don’t want you getting in the middle of it and getting hurt.”
The air between me and the door shimmers, and Callie appears with her hands on her hips. “Why can’t I be involved? It’smyass that’s on the line!”
“Only if I don’t succeed.”
She crosses her arms over her chest. “And You’re more likely to succeed with me there. So, what’s the plan?”
Callie’s tenacious, no denying that. “I … don’t quite have a plan. Yet.”
Her smirk would be cute if it wasn’t so infuriating. “Uh huh. Need me to come up with one for You?”
