Page 10 of Mushy Stuff
He leans close to my face and growls, “Tonight, I am going to fuck you in my forest, make you scream my name to the gods, and fill you with my seed, my little sprite. Then all of the Fae Realm will know I have claimed you as mine.”
Oh.Another moan escapes me.
He gazes at me and his eyes look completely feral. “Are you afraid, little sprite?”
I take in a shaky breath, then say, “Y-yes.”
“Good.”
I whimper.
He lifts his knuckles, now shining with my juices, to his mouth and licks them clean with that long tongue. He lets out a long, low groan as he tastes me. His voice is barely more than a growl as he says, “I can’t wait any longer to feast on you.”
I gasp. “Wold…what do you mean?” My voice sounds squeakier than it usually does.
He sits up and lifts both of my feet and places them so my knees are bent, and my ankles are near my thighs. His hair vines grow and wrap around my thighs and ankles, binding them to each other. When both bindings are tight,Wold uses his claws to tear through the ends of the vines. He gives me that devilish grin again. “You will see.”
Then he spreads my legs, baring all of me to him, and lets out a groan as he buries his face between my thighs. I cry out as he slowly licks my pussy and then circles my clit with that impossible tongue. Relief and pleasure explode through me.
“Oh fuck, Wold!”
He growls in response, which sends vibrations through his tongue and straight into my clit, and I gasp at the sensation.
He continues to slowly lick me, then he circles his tongue around my core and thrusts it into me. It feels amazing. How is his tongue so long and thick? He continues to thrust it into me, and gods, it feels so good. He’s hitting my g-spot perfectly, rubbing his tongue along it. I moan and writhe against his mouth. He’s filling me with his tongue, and I realize that his mouth feels huge. It feels like his mouth is covering me from my butt to almost my pubic bone. How is he doing that? I look down and realize that his mouth is bigger than it normally is. It’s like he can unhinge it wider than a regular mouth, and I see a lot more teeth.
His jaw is open wide, and I can feel his fangs press against my skin, then he thrusts his tongue into me again,completely filling me. I decide that I no longer care how he’s doing it, because it feelsamazing. He continues fucking me with his tongue until I’m a moaning, gasping mess, pulling against the bindings. I’m on the edge of an orgasm; I just need a little more to get there. Breathlessly, I start begging him. “Wold…I need more.”
He chuckles deeply and doesn’t comply. Somehow, he thrusts even more of his tongue into me.
I gasp and beg again. “Please, Wold, let me come.”
I feel something rub my clit, and I nearly scream because it feels so good. It must be the forked tip of his tongue. Oh gods, is his tongue long enough to double up inside me and have the forked end come back out? He continues teasing my clit with the tip of his tongue, and my orgasm tears through me. I scream his name as I come, just like he said I would.
He pulls his tongue out of me and continues to gently lick me through the aftershocks of my orgasm.
When he’s done, he trails that long tongue up my body and back to my neck, where he leisurely licks my throat. While he licks my throat, he reaches down and uses a claw to cut the vines binding my legs. I stretch them, then wrap my legs around his hips, pulling him close so I feel his cock against me. He groans against my neck, then slides his cock into my pussy.
I gasp as he presses into me. He’s huge, and I can feel him stretching me. Then I feel his ridges and—oh gods, they are amazing. I can feel each one as he slowly thrusts into me, filling me so full I feel I might split apart.
Just when I think I can’t possibly fit any more, I feel his hips against mine, and he groans as he sinks all the way into me.
I feel the texture of the strange tendril that he has around the base of his cock. As it rubs against me, it sends little sparks of pleasure straight to my core.
His tail comes up to wrap around my waist, tying me to him.
Wold pulls his hips back, and I feel all those glorious ridges coming back out. I look down and realize that I can see the glow of his cock lighting up our stomachs and thighs. When he thrusts back into me, the glow disappears inside me.
He thrusts into me harder and faster. I feel his tendril unwinding and moving, then it loops around on itself so that it’s hitting my clit perfectly with each thrust.
“Oh gods, Wold!”
Wold is slamming into me now. He’s groaning and growling like a beast, and I can feel another orgasm building. He thrusts into me a few more times, and then I cry out as I come. I can feel my pussy pulse around his cockas my orgasm crashes through me. He thrusts into me one final time, and then he roars as he comes inside me, filling me with his cum.
Chapter 8
Mypulseispoundingin my ears as I look at Lydia pinned beneath me. Her skin is flushed the prettiest color. Her eyes are wide as she looks at me, but I don’t think she is afraid. She just looks surprised.
When I came back from hunting, the cave had been saturated in her scent. Not just her regular scent either, I caught strands of arousal mixed in with her scent as well. Her scent was so strong and so consuming that I lost myself in it, and the monster in me took over. Now that I have hunted her and claimed her, I can think—and see her—more clearly.
