Page 108 of Vipers and Vendettas
I smile in the darkness at her heaving chest as I play with her tits through the thin silk of the dress. I rip it down just enough that they spill free, and she squeals in fear just as my hand goes over her mouth again to cut off the sound. I bend my head and lick one and then the other of the uncovered stiff peaks, groaning loudly at how hot this is while she shivers under me in what is quickly feeling like arousal instead of fear.
I use my hand over her mouth to anchor her head to the wall as I let go of her wrists and pinch her nipples between my fingers as I knead her soft breasts.
‘I’ve been watching you all night,’ I say in her ear, and she freezes at my voice, and I let her feel me. ‘You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.’ I grind into her gently. ‘I’m aching to fuck this pussy. I can’t help myself.’
I pull her dress up to rip off her no doubt lacy underwear but brush her bare mound instead, and I laugh. ‘No panties? Naughty girl.’
She whimpers as, in a grittier parody of what I did to her in my childhood bedroom, my fingers brush down her thigh and under her knee.
‘You’re scared,’ I rasp, ‘but so wet for this, aren’t you?’
I raise her leg high, opening her, and I thrust into her hard, making her take my entire length in one.
‘I knew it. Dripping wet, you little supe whore,’ I mock, feeling for her emotions to see if she likes a bit of light degradation too. ‘You love being fucked in the street by a stranger? You want to be taken against a dirty wall in a stinking alley? Fine.’ I growl and am gratified as her excitement at what I’m doing goes through the roof.
I move in and out, listening to the squelching of our bodies and her muffled noises as I have my way with her against the alley wall in the dark. I release her mouth, holding her gently but firmly as her legs give out, and I pick her up, skewering her on me as I demon-up, and she releases a strangled cry as I stretch her. I change the shape of my cock, making it a little shorter and thicker and ribbed for her pleasure. Her moans and whimpers increase as she wriggles and writhes, her legs wrapping around me and her heels digging into my back and ass, respectively.
‘That’s it, slut,’ I snarl. ‘Come on my hard demon cock, milk it with that tight little pussy.’
She lets out a high-pitched cry, and I feel her body clamping down, almost forcing me from her channel, but I hold her hips over mine, not letting her push me out as I grit my teeth and grunt my release, coming inside her as deep as I can go.
She’s clinging to me, her shocked little breaths making me hold her close as she comes down from her climax. She throws her arms around me, locking herself to me tightly in almost a frenzy, and I let her, hugging her back just as hard. I know what she needs, but this is the wrong place to do aftercare properly, so I improvise for now.
‘That was amazing,’ I whisper. ‘You were amazing. So beautiful, so responsive. My perfect little succubus.’
She lets out a breath. ‘You scared me,’ she says quietly. ‘I didn’t know it was you.’
‘Did you like it?’ I ask, already knowing that she did, but smiling as I feel her nod.
Then I hear the unmistakable growl of a hellhound right behind me, and I freeze. The fucker has caught me with my pants down.
‘Shit,’ I breathe, easing Jules down to her wobbly legs. ‘Don’t move, okay?’
I whirl around and lunge at the hound. Its red eyes glow brightly, and its jaws open, but Jules somehow pulls me back with that dormant demon strength that I keep getting glimpses of.
‘No!’ she says in a panicked voice as the thing in front of us advances, drool dripping from its fangs, its eyes pinning me with a stare that has me growling at Jules to get inside.
But she’s pulling me back and pushing off the wall toward the creature. ‘Fluffy!’
‘No, Jules!’ I yell.
But she looks back at me and grins, and then throws her arms around the hound’s neck. I scramble to my feet and stagger toward her even though I know it’s already too late; it will have bitten her and injected her with its poison as soon as she was within reach. There’s no known cure for its venom.
My stomach lurches, but her giggle has me freezing in its tracks. My brain, too.
What the actual fuck?
I gape as she pets the massive death beast, blinking in disbelief as its tails wag hard, and she talks to it like it’s a puppy.
‘I know,’ she says in a baby voice as she pulls the neck of her dress up where I ripped it and belatedly puts away her breasts. ‘I went away and couldn’t even tell you. I’m so sorry, my poor fluffy boy! I missed you so much!’
Harder tail wags.
Then it looks at me and snarls, but Jules takes it by the head and looks right into its red eyes.
‘No, fluffy pup,’ she says sternly. ‘He’s a friend. No bitey bites, okay?’
It nuzzles against her, and she smiles back at me.
