his touch was concerned. She only wanted more. Lots more.
Finding her mouth again, he scooped her up into his arms and carried her inside. Normally, she'd want to look around and at least see where she was going, but the things he was doing with his mouth made coherent thought almost impossible.
He wound his way through the structure, upstairs, through doors, and finally to a room with a very big bed. The bed was all that mattered at the moment to Mary. He laid her gently in the middle before covering her body with his.
Mary gripped his shoulders and back, needing him closer, but he didn't stay long. The Darkling slid down her body, kissing her flesh as he went, to settle between her legs. His head was slick and hairless, but Mary managed to pull him to her sex anyway. When his tongue swiped through her pussy, she thought she'd died and gone to heaven.
The things he was doing to her were probably illegal in most states. It felt too good not to be a sin on some level. It seemed like he knew exactly what she liked as well as what she needed even if she didn't. The pleasure was unbelievable. He kept building it and building it until finally everything inside of her just let go. She didn't even try to muffle her scream of completion, and those sounds seemed to spur on her Darkling. He growled and slurped as he ate her cunt, gripping her legs to hold her still for his oral onslaught.
He kept her climax going and going, the spasms thrilling and wracking her body for several seconds. Never had Mary experienced anything to compare. Not with other lovers, not by herself. In a few minutes of playing with her body, this man had given her more pleasure than anything in her entire life. It was as humbling as it was thrilling.
It shouldn't surprise you, my love. I was made for you as you were made for me. All you have to do is accept me for what I am . His voice whispered delicately through her mind. I can do much, much more. All you have to do is give yourself to me .
"I thought I didn't have a choice.” She gasped for breath as the tremors died. “That I was a gift from God for your protection of all us humans from the monsters out there.” Almost immediately, drowsiness swamped her. She felt like they'd been at it for hours instead of only a few minutes.
"You are. But God gives everyone choices. I had a choice to do this or be human. You have a choice to come to me or go back to your world."
Mary's eyelids drooped and she had a really hard time keeping them open. Especially when her Darkling crawled up beside her and tucked her against his body. “Do I have to decide now?"
"No. But you'll return here every night until you do."
She wanted to ask what he meant, but sleep overtook her as she snuggled more securely into his body. The last thing she heard from him was, “If it's not too much trouble, can you find me a new name? George just doesn't seem to fit..."
That's when the persistent buzz of her alarm clock penetrated her fuzzy head and she opened her eyes to find herself in her own bed.
Damn.
She needed to get out more.
Or not.
Mary slapped the clock off and swung her legs over the side. It felt like she hadn't slept at all. She tried to remember what she could have eaten to give her such vivid dreams. Nothing spicy and no alcohol. But dayum! Whatever it was, she was never eating it again.
She stumbled into the bathroom and splashed water on her face before fishing out her toothbrush. That's when she got a look at her reflection in the mirror. There, on the right side of her neck, just above her collarbone, was a small, reddish bruise. The love bite given by her Darkling.
Her knees went weak as she stared at the little love mark. She'd like to explain it by saying her boyfriend probably did it except she didn't have a boyfriend.
This was so outside her comfort zone it wasn't even funny. It looked like she was going to have to choose between her comfortable life and life with the mythical Darkling.
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Finding her mouth again, he scooped her up into his arms and carried her inside. Normally, she'd want to look around and at least see where she was going, but the things he was doing with his mouth made coherent thought almost impossible.
He wound his way through the structure, upstairs, through doors, and finally to a room with a very big bed. The bed was all that mattered at the moment to Mary. He laid her gently in the middle before covering her body with his.
Mary gripped his shoulders and back, needing him closer, but he didn't stay long. The Darkling slid down her body, kissing her flesh as he went, to settle between her legs. His head was slick and hairless, but Mary managed to pull him to her sex anyway. When his tongue swiped through her pussy, she thought she'd died and gone to heaven.
The things he was doing to her were probably illegal in most states. It felt too good not to be a sin on some level. It seemed like he knew exactly what she liked as well as what she needed even if she didn't. The pleasure was unbelievable. He kept building it and building it until finally everything inside of her just let go. She didn't even try to muffle her scream of completion, and those sounds seemed to spur on her Darkling. He growled and slurped as he ate her cunt, gripping her legs to hold her still for his oral onslaught.
He kept her climax going and going, the spasms thrilling and wracking her body for several seconds. Never had Mary experienced anything to compare. Not with other lovers, not by herself. In a few minutes of playing with her body, this man had given her more pleasure than anything in her entire life. It was as humbling as it was thrilling.
It shouldn't surprise you, my love. I was made for you as you were made for me. All you have to do is accept me for what I am . His voice whispered delicately through her mind. I can do much, much more. All you have to do is give yourself to me .
"I thought I didn't have a choice.” She gasped for breath as the tremors died. “That I was a gift from God for your protection of all us humans from the monsters out there.” Almost immediately, drowsiness swamped her. She felt like they'd been at it for hours instead of only a few minutes.
"You are. But God gives everyone choices. I had a choice to do this or be human. You have a choice to come to me or go back to your world."
Mary's eyelids drooped and she had a really hard time keeping them open. Especially when her Darkling crawled up beside her and tucked her against his body. “Do I have to decide now?"
"No. But you'll return here every night until you do."
She wanted to ask what he meant, but sleep overtook her as she snuggled more securely into his body. The last thing she heard from him was, “If it's not too much trouble, can you find me a new name? George just doesn't seem to fit..."
That's when the persistent buzz of her alarm clock penetrated her fuzzy head and she opened her eyes to find herself in her own bed.
Damn.
She needed to get out more.
Or not.
Mary slapped the clock off and swung her legs over the side. It felt like she hadn't slept at all. She tried to remember what she could have eaten to give her such vivid dreams. Nothing spicy and no alcohol. But dayum! Whatever it was, she was never eating it again.
She stumbled into the bathroom and splashed water on her face before fishing out her toothbrush. That's when she got a look at her reflection in the mirror. There, on the right side of her neck, just above her collarbone, was a small, reddish bruise. The love bite given by her Darkling.
Her knees went weak as she stared at the little love mark. She'd like to explain it by saying her boyfriend probably did it except she didn't have a boyfriend.
This was so outside her comfort zone it wasn't even funny. It looked like she was going to have to choose between her comfortable life and life with the mythical Darkling.
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