He continues to stroke himself lazily, slowly, with no intention of coming anywhere near me, it would seem.
I pull on the ropes binding me, wanting to touch him, to lick every inch of that beautiful body, to see what my daemon feels like.
He just smirks and continues jacking himself. “Nuh-uh. You’ll have to wait your turn. It’s my go right now.”
I groan around the gag.
“Something you want, little human?”
I nod, groaning louder, trying to say,Yes, I want that, while eyeing his glorious cock. My head spins as blood rushes south, cum leaking out of me in a desperate attempt to pleasure itself, it would seem.
His hand stops mid stroke and grabs a bottle of lube he left on top of the chest. “Let’s see how many orgasms you can handle in a single night.” He kneels on the bed and crawls up my body just enough I can wrap my thighs around his head, but he pins them open and lifts them up. “You want to be touched, you’ll have to be a good boy and wait.”
The moan that slips through my gag is less frustrated and more wanton, desperate. I’ll do whatever he says. Whatever he wants. I’ll swallow every bulge of his daemon cock if that’s what it takes.
He licks a stripe through the lace up my balls, his breath warm through the material. I bow off the bed. “So needy,” hecroons. “So desperate for his mate’s touch.” Using his nose, he pushes my underwear to one side and pins my legs to the bed harder, clenching my thighs open.
Oh God, I muffle.Please.
He sucks a single testicle into his mouth and sucks gently, sending small zaps of static up my spine. His tongue laps wet circles as he sucks harder, just enough to pinch.
I cry out in a hiss.
He lessens the pressure, then takes them both into his mouth and continues drowning me in pleasure that isn’t enough.
I need more. I try to move my thighs up the bed to expose my ass, try to move his mouth farther south, but it’s useless. He’s so much stronger than me.
He pops my balls free and chuckles. “You want more, you have to behave.” His legs pin my thighs open as he sits up, kneeling over me, and grips his own cock tight. “You want my tongue in your ass, you have to obey.” His hand moves up and down, faster than before but harder, tugging at himself like he needs an edge of pain to hold himself back.
I’ll obey. I’ll do whatever he wants.
“Good little human. That’s it.” He leans over me, a stream of sticky precum leaking onto my chest as he balances one hand on the wall above us. “I can’t wait to take that tiny little ass of yours and hear how you sound.”
He wants to hear me scream, I’ll be loud enough every guard in the building will hear. I’ll sing pretty for my daemon.
His hand moves faster now, purposeful. An intentional speed I know he’s tested out before. His moans turn into grunts as his hips buck in a rhythm of their own accord. Fucking the air. He yanks the gag off and growls, “Open up.”
My jaw opens wide on its own, my throat relaxing on cue.
He crawls up the bed so his cock hovers over my head, pointing straight at my face. “Gods, fuck. Swallow it all—shit.”
Jets of cum shoot into my mouth, rope after rope, with his deep moans that have my hips thrusting off the bed in desperate need. He tries to aim, but some dribbles down my chin and soaks my chest.
“Shit,” he groans as more shoots into the back of my throat and makes me choke. “Swallow,” he orders, sounding strangled.
I swallow, convulsing my throat on command, but it’s so much cum I have to swallow twice. A third and final time. Before I can breathe again. “That was ...”
Before I could try to put a word to whatever experience that was, he crawls back down my body and pins my legs to my chest. Ignoring me, he peels my ass cheeks apart and shoves his tongue inside.
My chest arches, my hands pulling on the ropes. “Ahh ...”
He rips my thong apart with a tearing rend that seems to echo, then thrusts his entire tongue into my hole with a desperate groan that makes my cock twitch.
“Oh, fffuuc?—”
He smacks my ass with a loud crack, turning my moan into a jagged scream.
I’ve never needed to come so badly in my life. My balls ache, my dick won’t stop weeping, and my hole clenches around his tongue. But I can’t. I need more. I need his cock. “Please. I ...”