Page 166 of Lost in the Dark
“Your fury tastes the most delicious, but your releases are beyond decadent.”
“Fuck.”
My body, already knowing where this is going, begins to loosen up, just like he wanted. My mind, on the other hand, is pissed that it’s even responding this way. Not a good combination, at least not for me. It’s what I’m telling myself.
I’m quickly divested of my pants and the cool breeze of the air conditioning makes my skin pebble. The weight on top of me lifts and drops down again, surrounding me with warmth I shouldn’t want. His dick is large and hard against my backside while Astar’s tail supernaturally wraps around my cock through the bottom of the damn bed.
His advantage of being a demon.The bastard.
He chuckles behind my ear and the mix between the guttural tone of his demon voice as well as the Cajun’s voice confuses my emotions.Hate. Lust. Hate.
My hands are still strapped to the bed, but my feet suddenly are not. When his tail strokes me, my ass automatically lifts, and the Cajun’s cock rubs against my back entrance. Memories of our rendezvous against the wall of my room drowns out the hate I felt for this man and turns it into an unbridled desire for demon debauchery.
My breathing comes out shallower as I try to control myself, but the more his tail plays with me, the more my body relaxes until I can feel the head of his hard cock poking at my entrance.
The leech gives my cock one good suck before disappearing into thin air, and suddenly I can feel something ooze down my ass crack.
Shit, it shouldn’t feel this good. Somehow, Astar uses his tail to lick me until I’m wetter than a woman in heat.
Blunt teeth bite down on my skin, and I groan in frustration.It’s not the same. It’s not…
Astar’s fangs pierce my flesh as he shoves his cock inside my hole, pushing it to the crown of the Cajun’s dick. I’m panting by this point from the blurred lines between pain and pleasure. Astar sucks my blood, and my dick gets harder while he pushes even deeper.
When his debauched tail returns to play with my slit, sticking its little tongue inside of me, I can feel myself open up for Astar to start fucking me in earnest.
The bed shakes and creaks, my mind vacillating between anger at his chosen host and greedy lust for what he’s making me feel.
This place never did bring me pleasure...
Not until Astar.
A chitter and purr blows against the back of my ear the moment the thought crosses my mind. His tail brings me to the edge faster than I’ve ever achieved on my own. I turn my head to muffle the cries of pleasure into the pillow as my dick pulsates my release into the mouth of his leech. With his tail and his teeth pulling everything out of me, I’m lost and overwhelmed with too much stimuli to do anything but let him continue to fuck me into oblivion from behind.
The dick inside of my ass grows and my muscles tighten in response. His hands grab my hips roughly as he gives me a few thrusts before I can feel him climax inside of me, filling me up.
Groaning again, Astar’s tail sucks hard on my cock and I can almost see stars.
My body feels weak, and I close my eyes, letting myself drown in the dark smoke that envelops me like a blanket.
Free of my restraints, I wander the halls quietly. The Cajun has been keeping to himself in his room, the-night-that-shall-not-be-named never mentioned byeitherof us.
I continued to dream after the Cajun left my bed, my body pliant and satiated from the play we had with one another. Thrown into a mind game by a demon, we’re left to wonder who the winner is.
I can feel my mark throbbing in response to the question in my mind and I smile. I shouldn’t like it. I’m becoming codependent to a nightmare demon. This is probably the most toxic relationship a person could have.
Something squeezes my dick inside of my pants, and I’m forced to stifle a groan.
Astar, you don’t play fair.
He cackles, and the constant weight I feel on my shoulder disappears. My eyes narrow as I debate the reason why he would leave me. Different scenarios play in my mind, and my chest tightens.He better not be jumping into anyone else.
The chitters echo around the nurse’s station and my eyes snap to the location. The person at the desk gives me a bewildered look before she looks back down at her work, scribbling and doing whatever she’s doing.
The sound of chitters jump to the offices and I turn to chase him down. Of all the places…
Mrs. Aquino comes out of her office with a stack of files and old Wilson trailing behind her like a lost puppy. Diverting my path, I continue to listen, placing my ears against the nearby walls in case I can hear him better—in case he’s hiding inside.
The other residents whisper when they see me and walk the other direction.Good. I don’t need any distractions. Where the hell can this demon be?