Page 13 of Stalked By the Demon
Bas clicks his tongue and wipes them away. “Are these tears of joy or sadness?”
“Joy. Definitely joy.” My cock twitches, reminding me of how horny I am, and I let out a whine as I thrust against his thigh. “Want you, Bas.”
His eyes blaze, and he lets out that sexy growl that torques me all the way up. I moan when he kisses me again, his hands slipping under my shirt, and when he meets bare skin there’s another rumbling groan, before he detaches enough to tug it over my head.
I waste no time helping him tear off his clothes, and then we’re naked together in my living room. His thick cock dangles between his legs, the head dripping and red.
The urge that hit me the moment we first met, to have him in my mouth, returns with a vengeance.
Mouth watering, I start to sink to my knees, but a strong grip keeps me upright. I blink up at Bas, confused.
“Patience, sweet thing. You will get what you want soon enough.” He flashes me that rare smile again, and everything else falls away. “Where are your chambers? I want you to relax when I fill you over and over again.”
God, the words he says make me feel desperate. Gripping his wrist, I haul him to my room and slam the door shut, not waitingfor even a second before pushing him onto my bed and sinking between his powerful thighs.
He makes a deep purring sound as he pets my head. His thick cock juts out proudly from a thatch of dark hair, and he grips it at the base, guiding my mouth to the spongy head.
Nerves fluttering in my stomach, I steady myself on his waist. But my anxiety dissipates as I wrap my lips around him, eyes fluttering shut at the masculine, musky taste of him on my tongue.
Bas sighs, deep and satisfied. “Good boy. That’s very good, Charlie. Take it slowly, sweet thing, we don’t want you to get hurt.”
Humming, I take his advice and start by licking his glans underneath the head, then all the way down his shaft. Urged on by his gentle petting, I suck him back into my mouth again and swallow all the way down as far as I can go.
When the tip of his cock hits the back of my throat, I gag. Bas shushes me gently and pulls me off his cock, chuckling at my slutty whine.
“Breathe, sweet thing, there you go. You were really hungry, weren’t you? Want to be fed this cock until you’re all full, don’t you?”
Oh, fuck yes.
Nodding frantically, I dive back onto his cock the second he lets me. Bas hisses but doesn’t thrust, simply pets me until I feel like I’m floating on a cloud of sweet bliss. I love this, just the simple closeness of it, my lover’s cock stuffing my mouth. If this is eternity, I’ll happily take it with both hands.
But I want more. Peering up at Bas through my lashes, I try to give him my best ‘fuck me’ eyes, and he seems to get what I’m saying because he cups the back of my neck with care, hunger filling his expression.
“Are you certain?”
I frown around his cock, more than a little pleased by his fond chuckle, and barely have time to brace myself before Bas tugs me deeper onto his dick. Inch by inch, his cock fills my throat until my nose presses against the furry base.
It’s hard to breathe, but that barely registers. When he starts thrusting a little, sliding in and out of the hot passage, I can’t stop myself from moaning.
Careful to let me breathe, Bas fucks my mouth like it's a sex toy, starting slow and speeding up until he’s all I can smell, taste, feel. When he comes, it’s with a familiar grunt that sends pleasure all down my toes.
Gripping his waist, I hold on as he thrusts deep. Copious hot ropes of come spurt down my throat, and I kneel there, ignoring my lungs screaming for air as he empties himself inside me.
When I’ve milked every last drop, he pulls out and hauls me onto his lap while I gulp in deep breaths.
“You did so well.” He pets my flank, muttering sweet praises that go straight to my still-hard cock. “Such a lovely boy deserves a reward.
6
Bas
My boy is so much smaller than me that it’s easy to manhandle him onto the bed and arrange his limbs to my pleasure. Charlie falls back easily, his blond hair arranged like a halo around his face, and when he peers up at me through sweeping, pale lashes, I feel struck down to my core.
There’s a sunlit smile on his face. Lord, he’s beautiful. I will give this boy the world if it means he’ll continue smiling like that. As if sensing my thoughts, he stretches slender arms above his head and arches a little, his lithe body an enticing spread.
When he’d first stumbled into my cornfield, I wanted to chase him out, annoyed that yet another human had wandered onto my land. But all that disappeared when I realized he could understand me.
Before yesterday, the demon had been the last being I’d ever spoken to. Charlie was not the first to enter my clearing, of course, but he is the only human I’ve ever been drawn towards like a magnet. Watching him run away after he released in my arms almost tore me in half.
