Desires of a Monster - Roe Horvat Page 0,11

Death didn’t have any power. Maybe I could hide there with him for a while? Out of time and space…

He opened his robe by my face. His hypnotic voice seized my mind.

“You think you’ll be able to take a monster’s cock into your innocent body, Rees?”

His scent, his hot flesh on my cheek… I opened my mouth on instinct, trying to capture his taste…night and danger, honey, the exotic spices and flowers I’d smelled in the harbor… My belly clenched with acute hunger, my cock pulsed between my legs, and an alien feeling of emptiness like I’d never experienced before surged through me. My insides roiled, burned, ached.

I craved to be filled, possessed, my longing deep and dark.

The table turned under me once more, and my head spun. Then he caressed my rigid cock. His thumb pressed on my asshole.

I had no fears, no regrets. If this was how I would spend the last weeks of my life, then so be it. I forgot all about my pain and endless fatigue. When his hands held my ass cheeks open and his tongue, forked like a snake’s, swirled over my opening, my mind cleared of the last of my worries.

Bliss spread from my hole down my thighs and up into my belly. I made sounds, but I didn’t hear them. His hot, slick tongue pushed inside me, opening my body, pressing through the barriers… Joy. What he did to me was joy.

The Demon is licking your ass.

I wanted to laugh but moaned instead. The sensations were glorious. Devastating waves of pleasure drowned me, and his tongue thickened, creating a storm of gaping need and fulfilling relief. Those opposites spiraled and danced inside me, climbing up with each stroke. More, more… I need! Yes! More… Ah! So empty… Yes! Oh please, yes!

Never had I felt such ecstasy as when my asshole clenched on his tongue, and he didn’t stop. He pushed deeper, filling me, stretching my hole wider, and when I thought I couldn’t take it anymore, he brought me even higher until I was soaring.

No, I would never regret coming here.

When I could control my muscles again, he guided me to lie on the bed. He bent above the table and sipped my seed from the surface, then licked his lips as if savoring the taste. My groin pulsed one more time, my hole tightening. And even though I had just come harder than ever before, my cock plumped up again. Had he put a spell on me?

I thought I’d experienced the pinnacle of pleasure when he’d licked me, but then he joined me on the bed and gave me his cock to suck on.

His scent and taste must have been sustained by magic because once he nudged my throat, I was close to the peak again. His cock was like steel in color and hardness, darker than the light gray of the skin on his belly and thighs. I held his shaft with both hands, and his chest rumbled with soft growls.

He likes it. He likes me touching him.

I sucked harder, and liquid oozed from his slit into my mouth. Oh! I drank and licked, pushing my tongue into the opening on the tip of his cock… More!

I was humming as if he fed me the most sought-out sweets. Sucking harder, faster, my hands stroking him, I tried to draw more of the delicious fluid out of his cock. It tasted like nothing I’d ever known, seductive and so good. It reached my stomach and seeped into me, spreading into my underbelly, as if invisible hands stroked my balls, my twitching shaft, and throbbing entrance. Suddenly, he purred, his body vibrating under my hands, and my mouth flooded with soft cream. The taste was three times as intense, thick and perfect, and my loins burned and my balls tingled. I swallowed and licked. His cock pulsed again, filling me with more cum. And more. So much it dribbled from the corners of my mouth. I gulped it down, ravenous. Ah! Yes. I bucked, sucking harder, craving even more.

And I came. From the taste of his seed. Just like the butterfly boy had told me.

I couldn’t stop licking him. My hands worshipped his hard length greedily as if I could wrap myself all around it… Traces of his cum lingered on my tongue and in my belly, turning me into an animal in heat. My body already craved having the hot flesh inside. My ass fluttering with now-familiar need, I mindlessly