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CHAPTER TWELVE
FABIEN
Ialmost can't believe what she's telling me. I know now that she truly is the one I'm destined to be with. A part of me wants to tell her now, but I know it may be too much for her to hear.
I'm happy just to have her in my chambers, tohaveher as I wanted to --neededto. The way I've hungered for her this whole time.
The only thing that isn't perfect is how soft and quiet it's been. What I truly want with her isn't civilized at all. It's rough and hard. I want to hold her down and spread her. I crave the feeling of pumping my seed into her.
But I fear humans may not love the way monsters do. I fear scaring her away with my roughness, my raw need.
Now, she laughs and runs her hands across her smooth, naked body, painting herself with my seed, and I wait for her to tell me what she truly wants.
"It's so thick," she says, watching my cum drip from her breasts and fingertips.
"It is," I tell her. "When it's inside of you, it’ll stay there, seeking to make you pregnant. Our kind don’t have children easily, so our...seed is made to take root. A compensation."
"Uh huh."
My little princess looks drunk with pleasure. She takes a finger-full of my thick cum and tastes it, flicking her amazing tongue into it just a little. She smacks her lips and then licks more.
I feel my second cock swelling thicker at the sight of this. I've had females before, but they were always monsters --mykind. Their mouths were often fanged. Some had poison saliva, forked tongues, tongues as rough as a cat's -- meant to remove skin and drink blood.
Butthisfemale has a soft, smooth mouth. Her teeth are like the stones in a river, not the slightest bit sharp, and she covers them with her lips when she...sucksme.
I’ve seen these females behave in many different ways, but Mia surprises me in two: she prefers therealme to what I can create in dreams. Most females prefer dreams. Who wouldn't? A dream can be perfect. A dream can beexactlywhat you desire. And dreams require little clean-up afterwards.
The second way is that I have never seen a female do so much with hermouth. Mia licks me,tastesme. Most females want my seedinsidethem. Never have I seen oneeatit before.
Her grin widens as she tastes it.
"That's not what I expected," she says. "It's thick and creamy, and a little sweet. I couldn't eatallof it, that's way too much, but honestly, I’d have some of this on a slice of pie."
"You would...eat it with your dessert?"
She shrugs. "Yeah...I mean, it's a littlewhipped cream, a littletapioca, really rich, too. It'swaybetter than a human guy's...I mean..."
Something inside me tightens and my jealousy flares.
"I don't like hearing about your...human males."
Her face reddens a little and I realize my tentacle has tightened around her neck. I loosen it immediately.
"I'm sorry," I tell her. "I didn't mean to hurt you."
But she has an odd look on her face. Her hand grasps the tentacle around her neck and holds it there.
"You didn't hurt me."
I tighten my grasp on her throat again.
She nods her head, her eyes, blue as the ocean, gazing into mine.
"Yes," she whispers.
I smell her heat in the air, and I taste her wetness with my tentacle between her legs. The heat between her legs gets stronger and stronger as I squeeze her throat. Her mouth opens, gaping wide and showing me her soft pink tongue.
The tip of the tentacle plays across her lips. She kisses it, sending pleasure through my entire body. I lift her with my tentacles until we’re face to face.
