Ravaged 2: A Monster Box Set of 8 Erotic Tales (14 page)

“I don’t know! What am I supposed to do?” I backed up, catching the tub with my foot. I stepped into it, and fell against the wall.

“Help me... you won’t regret it,” he said.

He came closer, and an idea sparked in me. If the bar passed through him effortlessly, maybe I could? I steeled my determination, and dashed over the wall of the tub, reaching him instantly.

I slammed into his body, and he curled his arms around me, embracing me.

“Let me go!” I shouted, struggling against his strength, but his arms only wrapped tighter and tighter around me.

I looked up into his eyes, and saw something change in them.

I still can’t quite explain it, but they seemed to transform before me, going from looking menacing to irresistible.

Something was pulling me to want him, and I latched onto it, focusing and letting it take me over. A warming sensation crept through me, overtaking the damp chill of my skin.

I wrapped my arms around him, and he swept me up, carrying me out of the bathroom. He didn’t seem to walk so much as float above the floor.

He took me to the bedroom and gently set me on the soft sheets. There, I would become his.

***

I
couldn’t stop him, and I didn’t really want to. His lips were like silk on my skin, and they felt surprisingly alive, perhaps with a bit of a lightness that a real man wouldn’t have had. There was no weight to his body, as if he had to hold everything together to keep himself physically there.

A tingling sensation followed each kiss, trailing it and leaving me glowing. The tenderness from each press of his lips reached through me, coaxing a hot flame to explode into life within me.

I shook my head and looked at him. “I still don’t understand, why do you need me?”

“I’ve been watching you — you’re the perfect person to make me whole again,” he said. His lips moved down my body, each kiss evaporating the damp water from my skin, melting it in an instant.

I curled my fingers through his hair. He had some kind of control over me, and I couldn’t pull myself out of this daze. His horns were hard like rocks, but ribbed with deep ridges.

His lips caressed my breast, teasing my nipple. I pushed his head against me, urging him to take it. His tongue slipped out, and he cradled my nipple with it, its wetness tantalizing.

The demon climbed atop me, his knees straddling me on either side. He attacked my nipple, his tongue and teeth working together to coax a long moan out of me.

It was like he knew exactly how to do it, just the way I liked it.

His hand ran down my stomach, making my skin shiver. I swooned, his hot touch curdling me. I already felt my thighs growing slick with my anticipation.

“You’re enjoying this. I can tell,” he said as he ran his finger down the side of my body and around my leg. He touched my wet lips, and my body melted. I raised my hips against his hand, trying to force him to reach deeper into me.

He obliged, letting me graze myself across the tip of his finger. His finger slightly entered me. I shook, arching my back up into the air. He grinned, and moved down deeper into me. He pushed his finger into my folds, letting me slowly take him in, centimeter by centimeter. Despite the smoky trick he showed me earlier, his finger was as real as the thick wood of my bed posts.

I held my breath as I watched the demon kiss my stomach, his tongue dipping out of his mouth to taste my skin.

As his tongue slipped down onto my thighs, I exhaled, feeling the intensity of his eyes on me. He dipped down for another taste without letting his eyes break contact.

I groaned and felt his hot breath on my wet pussy. The air curled around it, tickling the underside of my thighs. His tongue dabbed my clit, slightly dragging it down and up again. I cried out, trying to resolve not only my pleasure, but also my utter confusion at what was actually eating me out.

His tongue dipped into me again, sliding its thick muscle into my sex. I moaned.

His finger sat inside me, giving me a sense of fullness that I usually didn’t have. He breathed on my wet cunt, and I gasped. His hot breath was surprising exactly what I wanted.

“Don’t stop...” I moaned. He dragged his tongue along my wet lips, teasing my clit with every subtle motion. I shook against him, digging my hips down against his face.

He drank me up, and it was like he didn’t need to ever catch his breath. His ability to just keep lapping his tongue against me was unnerving, but at the same time, incredible. I shook and shivered against him, holding my hand hard against the back of his head.

I felt the crest of an orgasm rising up inside me. He sped up, expertly reading my body, and matching the exact rhythm I needed to climax. The hot lava flow crested, and then erupted inside me, cascading through my arms and legs, making me spasm and thrust into the air. I couldn’t stop it, and he held on the entire time, driving me wild with his perfection.

He squirmed and finally lifted off of me, placing his hand on my belly and holding me down as he raised himself up. It was as if he didn’t weight anything. His ghostly visage climbed over me, his lips nibbling my skin, until he found my nipples and began sucking on them.

I felt safe again with his mouth working my nipples. I felt them pucker and tighten, and his hand moved to squeeze my breast. It was wrong, and I shouldn’t have liked it, but I did. There was something too bizarre about the demon that I couldn’t deny. Something primal, feral, vicious that I had to have. I caressed his head, digging him deeper against my chest.

“Fuck me...” I whispered, my eyes fixed on the ceiling. I was too shy to look him in the eye as I said I.

He stopped and looked up at me with his demonic eyes. “Are you sure?”

I looked down to him and caught his gaze. “Yes. If that’s what you need to become a part of this world, I’ll do it.”

He grinned mischievously and repositioned himself to cradle my legs. The demon squeezed my thighs and brought them up into the air, somehow levitating them. His cock sprang into action, rock hard and glistening, and he teased my clit with it, dragging its hard surface up and down my lips.

“Do it!” I moaned, and he thrust into me before I could finish the word. His cock slid into me, then expanded and grew larger, filling me up to my full potential. I stared at him, still not understanding what he was, but starting to understand what he
could do to me.

I cried out as he cradled my ass, rocking me back and forth. His cock slipped in and out of me, seemingly by magic, and he moved his hand to finger my clit. I groaned deeply as he pounded me, his pace picking up as soon as he touched my clit.

Ironically, I blushed and felt like I was in heaven, the clouds were opening up and I was there. Somehow, my legs were held up in the air, his cock was plunged into me, and he had a finger on my clit. I blinked and felt his mouth on
both
of my nipples, sucking hard and fast. I moaned, the pleasure too all-encompassing, I couldn’t pick any one thing to focus on. So I just ate it up, letting it glide over me in hot waves of energy.

The thumb he had planted on my clit turned wet, and it felt like a second tongue on me, sliding up and down together with the motion of his cock pounding me. I couldn’t handle it, and I felt another climax surge forth through me, exploding out and making me shiver. Sweat poured down my neck and chest, dripping onto my bed. The adrenaline was flowing so powerfully, my fingers were growing numb. But he wasn’t done, he had another trick up his sleeve. I felt something prod my ass, and I widened my eyes, not ready for what was next.

The demon’s slippery finger entered my asshole, pinching the inside of my ass and rubbing the wall between my pussy. I groaned, shocked by the intensity of the pleasure. Like the rest of his limbs, his fingers felt like they were hardly there — solid yet breathable — and I could almost feel wind climbing inside my body.

The demon was encompassing my entire body, and I felt him rocking me with his cock, his mouths on my nipples, tongue on my clit, and a finger up my ass. When another orgasm rocked through my body, the demon shifted his weight and redoubled. He groaned loudly into my ear, his breath warm and wet. With every stroke he came closer to finishing, and he gained more weight, heaviness. Like he was phasing into existence. I wrapped my arms around him and held him against my chest, focusing on keeping him there with me for as long as possible.

I just kept coming and coming, and I felt like I was losing my mind. The rippling heat surged through me, a hot fire smoldered in my belly. He grunted defiantly and lifted himself off my chest, cupping my breasts in each hand as he pounded me. I shut my eyes and held on, his bellows of pleasure growing louder and more demonic with every stroke.

His eyes flashed a fiery red and his body surged with heat.

For a brief second I thought I was going to catch fire, but it was only a brief encounter with the demon’s true power.

“Stephanie!” he moaned, losing control of his demonic power. The room glowed a desperate orange from the heat pouring out of his body. I savored it, wrapping my legs around his hips to keep him tightly inside my body.

The fire in his eyes dissipated as he climaxed, and he held my gaze in his for a good long while. The knot that had grown in my belly split, and I rode out my climax with a loud moan.

He collapsed on top of me and I for the first time I felt the stickiness of his sweat. I felt the
weight
of his body on me. I stroked his hair and smelled ash. He panted for the first time, laboring to catch his breath. I kissed his cheek and cooed.

He groaned heavily and lifted himself off, landing on the bedspread next to me. I looked over at him and watched his body solidify, gain a hardiness to it it didn’t have before. His long and curved horns shrank down until they were hidden underneath his hair, and the fire in his eyes melted away to reveal frosty-blues. I smiled and planted another kiss on his cheek. He gave me a satisfied grin.

“It worked,” he said. “I didn’t — I wasn’t sure if it would.”

I stared at him, feeling a twinge of what I thought should have been disgust, but was undoubtedly affection.

“What now?” I asked.

The demon grunted and began to cackle. At first, I stared at him in horror thinking I had made a grave mistake, but his laughter soon softened and he buckled over, trying to get a hold of himself. I sighed and shoved him as he wiped a tear from his cheek.

“How about some food? I’m starving,” he said.

“Good, I was going to order pizza anyway — until you showed up.” I thought for a moment. “What should I call you?”

“Call me Ezekial.”

“Ezekial, it is then. You already know me... you’ve been repeating it for weeks.”

“Stephanie,” he said, sounding kind and tender. He turned onto his side and stroked my face. “I’m here now.”

I patted his chest and leapt from the bed. I was more hungry than I thought I would be, but I couldn’t really be blamed for it. I fished my phone out of my purse and dialed the local pizza company. I stepped out of my bedroom to make the call.

After putting the order in, I moved back into my room and found Ezekial sitting at my bed, his face turned away from me. I heard the voice again, “Stephanie,” but it wasn’t coming from him.

I stared at him and he laughed. “I invited some of my friends, you don’t mind do you?”

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