Desires of a Monster - Roe Horvat Page 0,7

wanted to know why men come to me over and over despite the gruesome stories people tell about this house.”

He didn’t answer. His tongue licked my flesh, and his face turned blank. The sound he made was primal, coming from deep in his belly.

With a soft splat, a drop landed on the polished surface of the tabletop. His early seed leaked from his hard shaft. He licked me and groaned when he tasted the silk of my cock.

He was seduced. Completely, utterly seduced. He’d give himself to me.

My cock jolted with need.

“I need to stretch your hole until you’re ready to take me. But don’t worry, Rees. You’ll enjoy it. I’ll show you delights you haven’t been able to imagine. Not even in your most outrageous fantasies.”

Eyes closed, he licked along my length. I took a step back, and he tried to follow, straining his neck. Then his eyes popped open as if he’d just woken up.

“Did you hear what I said?” I asked.

“My Lord?” he gasped softly, his eyes glazed.

I turned the table again, crouched down, and caressed his now hard shaft. It jerked needily as I weighed it in my palm. His cock was beautiful, like the rest of him. Long and curved with a luscious thick head, it felt heavy in my hand, enticing… After rotating the table back so he faced me, I lifted his chin with my finger.

“If you stay here, you’ll sleep in my bed every night. My people will keep you fed and clean. I will use your body however I want and whenever I want. You’ll enjoy it, but you can leave if you get tired of it.

“When you’re ready, and I decide when you are ready, I’ll fuck you. If my body and my mind are drawn to you, my seed might heal you.”

He swallowed, his throat bobbing. “Thank you, my Lord.”

“But you should know, Rees, that it’s nothing I have any power over.”

His eyes stared deep into mine. “I understand.”

Then his gaze traveled along the opening in my robe over my chest and belly to my groin. He licked his lips. He looked hungry yet surprised, taken aback by his own craving.

“I want to stay.”

“Good.” I smiled, and my tongue, with a will of its own, darted out, the tips running along my upper lip. Rees’s eyes snapped up and traced the movement, widening. My tongue, blood-red, fat and long, was split like a snake’s. I’d show him soon what it was good for.

“And why are you doing it?” he asked abruptly as if remembering something. “You could have other men who could pleasure you right now. Why waste your time with me?”

I took the edge of the table and turned it once more so his ass was in front of me. I ran a finger up and down his crease, and his hole clenched.

“Rees, I have time. An endless supply of time. It’s been many years since I’ve fucked a virgin, and I’m willing to wait for the reward. And you will pleasure me right now.” I kissed the top of his ass, right over his tailbone, and added on a whisper, “There are so many ways you can pleasure me.”

I circled his pucker with my thumb, slow, with soft pressure. It tightened shyly at the touch.

I smiled. “No man has ever breached you, you said?”

“Nobody, my Lord.”

“And have you ever aroused yourself by filling your hole?”

“Never,” he said quietly, shame warping his words.

“You’ll like it.”

I bent lower and spat on his tight pucker. I let my tongue grow out. It thickened and filled my mouth, then slithered out, eager to taste the young human flesh. I teased his little opening with my forked tongue, listening to his soft whimpers.

The split tip pushed against his pucker and prodded the resistance. His virgin hole was closed like a fist. I circled the skin and nudged again, licked him and pressed more, insistent, until the muscle softened ever so slowly. He was trembling when I finally forced the tips of my tongue into him. Thick and slick, they swirled inside his little hole, the two spears dancing like snakes, and Rees let out a sound of surprised pleasure. He’d come like this. The certainty had me reaching down, stroking myself slowly.

I usually didn’t need to do this. Men spread their legs and stretched themselves open for me, begging me to fuck them. After I’d let them go, many came back, pleading to stay in my bed again. This man, fearless and