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For now, I pin it to the back of my mind, so I may focus on her punishment while also rewarding her for her obedience.
And since I’m a bit of a prankster—well, more than a bit—and wish to give her an appropriate diversion from her current thoughts…I drop my pants and unleash my great and stalwart, rock-hard gargoyle godhood!
Bon Jovi’sYou Give Love a Bad Nameexplodes.
“Crescendo!” I roar.
Uncontrollable laughter bursts from Aradia.
”One word, Cres. One. Word…” I warn him and stab my finger in the air. “TAXIDERMY!”
Oh, she fails, the little dear. She blows a great guffaw while holding her stomach and doubling over. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” she cries, snapping back once she sees my ratherenragedexpression, no doubt.
I may forgive her, considering her arms hugging herself plumps her fine tits more. And because she smiles when she stares at my massive organ, her eyes rooted to it.
“How do you find my cock, Butterfly?”
Eyes wide open, she parts her lips. “That is not a cock, my Lord. It is a beast who deserves his own zip code.”
Crescendo plays the opening toSmells Like Teen Spirit, and I just can’t with him. Fuming, I gesture to the opposite side of the room. “Go to the corner now and push your mute button!”
“Aww, but—”
“NOW!”
Aradia smiles as he scampers away like a frightened rabbit.
“Imagine having the beast shoved up your ass!” he yells back to us on his way.
Shaking my head, I turn back to her, pleased by how she referred to my cock as a “who/his”. And the beast compliment won her some points.
“Now, little Aria…” I address her while stroking myself. “Have you ever heard of those giant sandworms in fantasy worlds with the massive folds that open to show the mouth?”
She gives me a blank look.
“Watch very carefully, Butterfly. And enjoy the show.”
17
“Give me more of that chocolate milkshake!”
ARADIA
Damn, he’s all theatrics. And I love it!
But I obey and watch the cock, which is as long as my arm and twice as thick. My eyes grow wider and wider as he grows three large flaps of skin to surround the tip as if it’s a flower’s center and the flaps are like unfolding petals. Wait, not petals. They’re tongues! My stomach suddenly knows gymnastics as I take it all in and imagine what those wide, thick tongues would feel likeinsideof me.
Is it strange and terrible? Of course, but I love all things strange and terrible. With my hands on my knees, I tilt my head to ask, “Oooh, can it do anything else?”
Eros lifts a brow. “Aside from the equipage’s obvious purpose?”
I shrug, not touching since he hasn’t given me permission. “Oh, I don’t know like little hearts exploding from it or maybe it turns red or tastes like chocolate or—”
He seizes my curls without warning and shoves hard into my mouth, ramming all the way to the back of my throat.
I squeal. I gag. I choke. My whole body shudders. And I’m pretty certain my soul itself felt that hard stab. When I register how Eros’s cock, the God ofLove’scock is filling my mouth—and the first time any member, arealone, has touched my throat—I moan long and deep all around him. It’s an honor to suck his dick. I spasm a little.
“Look at you…” He gives my curls a little tug, and I squeeze my eyes. The tug turns ruthless, and he yanks me harder, so I’m forced to swallow the shaft. “Eyes on me, Aradia,” he warns.
