I’ve never had a boy or a man between my legs. Not a finger, a toe, a tongue, or the full monty.
He groans, leaning forward to put his face against the inside of my thigh. “You are dripping, little girl. Dripping for me, and not with the water of the pool.”
I moan, biting my lip hard enough to taste blood. “I’m sorry…”
His growl curls my toes. “No, little sacrifice. Never be sorry for this perfection.”
Then his mouth opens, and he presses it up against my pussy with a groan like he skipped nine hundred years of meals for this.
His warm breath whinnies through the strip of pubic hair I don’t shave, over my belly. His long tongue slowly caresses the sensitive flesh.
It’s wide, ridged, and textured like rough velvet. It curls and flicks, dragging me closer to the edge with every pulse.
I scream, a raw, desperate sound, grabbing for the smooth, cool, curved hardness of his horns with both hands. Each one is thicker than my wrist, bucking with every movement of his face as he licks my cunt.
“I need it…” I beg. “Please. Please. Oh, God…”
“This flavor,” he growls, “It is the balm to my soul I’ve been seeking for a thousand years.”
He goes back to the artful flicking and slithering of his tongue into my opening. He’s feral about it, too. There’s nothing tentative or soft going on, and God, yes, this is just what the doctor ordered.
“You’ve never—” I gasp as he does something inside me with his tongue, curling, going in and out, in and out, deeper and deeper, and I’m sure he’s tasting my cervix. “Done this before?”
I pant as he shakes his head and things start happening that I can’t stop.
My grip on his horns anchors my descent.
He roars, a low, guttural rumble that vibrates through his chest and into my core, drawing out more liquid heat. The vibrations alone nearly end me.
He deepens his intake, his jaw working in a rhythm that does not care how loud I get. I can feel the heat of his breath on my outer lips, the subtle grit of his tongue across my clit, the powerful suction as he takes more and more of me.
“Your drenched pussy is begging for what I give.”
Things inside me twist and expand. I can’t tell him he’s wrong, so I widen my legs and meet his eyes.
“If you don’t keep going, I’ll be begging.”
“I will enjoy that. The heavens were cruel to make you suffer on the land above, but I am a selfish beast, and I am happy that you’ve never had pleasure as I will give you. Your lush body, this tight little hole, and that filthy little offering of a mouth are going to learn so many things.”
I hate it, but I’m happy too. And I hope he’s right about all the learning that’s going to happen because that tongue is by far the best teacher I’ve ever had.
My thoughts scatter when he goes back down, his mouth parts over my hot flesh, the tongue pushing inside me, then back to my clit, and the world is upside down, and I’m holding on for dear life.
The swipe and torture of his tongue makes the room hazy around the edges. I lift my hips, my insides tight and trembling as a gathering in my belly threatens to explode.
“You’re rubbing yourself all over a demon’s mouth, Little Offering. You’ve been neglected too long, but Daddy is here now. You’ll ride my face, take my cock and do as you are told.”
A protest banks in my throat on that last part, but dies a quick death when he centers his mouth back over that sensitive nub, and I start to thrash.
Waves of blinding pleasure whip through me, his mouth hard against my sex, and this is the kind of Devil’s Night activity I never want to end.
“I did not know how much a horny little human cunt would excite me.” He growls, but I tug his horns forward, desperate for the release that’s looming.
The look in his eyes fills me with a sense of power over this powerful creature. He wants to pleasure me. It’s his new calling. A monster that hates humans is going to give me my first orgasm, and it can’t happen soon enough.
“Come for me, little offering.” He says it against my pussy, every word driving me closer to the edge. “Let Daddy hear it. I want to know what you sound like when your cunt gives up its ownership to me.”
And…there it is.