Page 9 of Demon: Monsterverse
The human’s chest rose and fell in rapid pants, and a shudder worked its way throughout my limbs. Her fear was everything I could have imagined, but with the amount of sweet fear perfuming my senses she should be running.
Why would she do this?
What was her intention?
An ache stabbed through my head as questions crowded my thoughts. This was too new for me, and I didn’t like it.
I should have left her to rot in that hole.
A jolt radiated through my sternum.
What was that? Likely due to a volatile reason. Ending her was the only option. I curled my fingers to bring them through her throat and detach her neck, but my claws trembled, refusing to allow me to slice into her.
What happened to me? An expansion in my chest ballooned, and I struggled to make sense of it.
“Off, human,” I hissed.
“No.”
I stiffened. Never had I been denied something. In my centuries of roaming my world, I had not encountered something like this.
I prepared to say something—anything—but couldn’t find the words. My member throbbed, and I salivated for her flesh, aching to sink my teeth into the skin that released that fearful honeyed scent.
A hum crawled up my throat, and I flexed my claws, slicing them into my thighs to bring me back to my senses.
Just tear your teeth into her esophagus and she would be gone.
I slapped my palms under her legs and hoisted her high, bringing her closer, then dipped my face into her neck and stilled.
A scent only faintly recognizable assaulted my senses. The only comparable thing I could think of was the difficult-to-find Craving Lotus which sparingly grew in my world. Creatures like me who were addicted to the succulent taste revered it.
Mouthwatering. I flicked my tongue out. Her sweetness exploded on my tongue, and I grazed my teeth against her easy-to-tear flesh. The sweetness of the tenacious flower was nowhere near the smell of this. It was like a lotus flower but superior. How could she taste of the addicting delicacy?
Was this why I hesitated? Because her smell reminded me of it?
I flicked a tongue against her damp skin, lapping up the taste.
She tensed, sucking in a deep breath.
Her hips twitched, a damp heat growing where her legs spread on my torso. The potent scent of the delicacy came from there too.
She tasted like a Craving Lotus.
I hissed again and gripped her by the hips, lifting her so that delicious warmth and fear hovered near my nose. She squeaked and her legs flailed, thighs widening and bracing against my shoulders as her palms wrapped around my horns.
My mating appendage jerked, heat undulating as my hips thrust, arching forward. I ached forsomething. I gritted my teeth. The glow of my gaze washed over her face. Her eyes were wide, and red stained below them. I did not have the will to figure out what that meant, so I returned my attention to the view before me.
A thin material blocked the origin of her scent, but my teeth tore the offending fabric away, exposing her—a tuft of fur-covered pink flesh. I narrowed my eyes.Interesting.
The weak, terrified human trembled, her fingers shaking as they gripped my horns. I bit back a groan and fixated on her pink flesh as it glistened under my gaze. Leaking juices comparable to the addicting lotus.
My tongue flicked out, rasping up her seeping slit. The taste exploded on my tongue. Sweet and savory all at once. Similar yetmuchmore delectable. I never thought it was possible to find something so delicious and unlike anything I had ever encountered. Fear continued seeping from her pores, and with the scent came another gush of moisture from her channel. I’d tear into her soft flesh with my teeth to get deeper into—
No. She was like the flower, which meant biting her would turn the taste sour—ruining the delicacy.
Her thighs flexed as she attempted to close her legs, but I sneered up at her. Her eyes widened as she stilled, gawking at me. The pink flush on her face spread to the bridge across her nose. I returned to flick my forked tongue against the juices, lapping it up.
I groaned. So good. It tasted better than any creature I’d devoured.
