"Josh?"
Curious, I watch as his eyes roll back, a look of pleasure and pain crossing his face as his hands grasp at the chains bound to his wrists overhead. A very naked Andre'ah sitting across his lap, riding his cock as her hands grasp her breasts. Sharp, tiny black horns peeking out through her fiery red hair, a thin tail wrapping around his ankle as small leather wings arch out behind her.
"Such a good little toy..." her voice dropped to a seductive purr as she continues to ride his cock. The red lights of the room shining off their twin silver and black bracelets.
I know I should feel something. Jealousy maybe? Or hurt that he's obviously been cheating on me, but I find myself feeling nothing. No loss of a semi-long term relationship. No feeling of betrayal. Just calm acceptance and maybe even a bit of freedom? That, having seen this, I'm now free to make my own choice? To move on and find someone who's soul calls out to my own. Someone like...
Biting my lip, I glance over at Cain, "Are you... Like her?"
Cain chuckles, his voice a low rumble that goes straight to my core. "No, little dove. I'm a different sort of monster."
"Different?" Curious, I return my attention back to the couple, my back pressing against Cain's chest as his arms wrap around my waist, grounding me.
"Andre'ah sees the darkness in his heart..." His lips brush against my ear, his voice a soft whisper, as if he was imparting to me some secret, "She will devour him slowly. Take sips here and there, savoring him for months until..."
My breath catches, heat engulfing my body as I continue watching, "Until?"
"Until she gets bored and devours his soul, leaving an empty husk behind."
As we watch the demoness in question cries out, her wings unfurling behind her, leaving a moaning, panting mess, as he starts to beg.
"I wonder... Will my sweet, innocent dove coo for me too? Ride my cock like the goddess given gift that she is as she takes her pleasure?" A hand drifts upwards, cupping my breast. His fingertips pinching my nipple through the fabric, the sensation causing my underwear to get drenched at the thought of more.
"Here?" I can't help but squeak, finding myself suddenly shy at the thought of everyone in this room watching us, of Josh watching...
"An interesting thought," he chuckles, "but not tonight."
Not tonight...My heart stops at the thought of the night ending. Of him turning me away. Maybe he's changed his mind about me. Maybe he wants to join Andre'ah. She's so gorgeous and I'm...
Sharp pain pulls me out of my spiraling thoughts as fingers grab my hair, tipping my head back while firm lips press against my own.
"Never question my intention for you," he growls, pulling away, "Unlike her... I keep what is mine."
"Now be a good girl and come."
I think I just did...
Chapter Ten
Kaitlyn
Black silk sheets chill overheated skin as I quickly find myself laying naked on top of the largest, softest bed I have ever laid upon.
No, that's not right. I remember being here before only this time...This time I'm able to see my shadowed lover as he stalks around the bed, his eyes devouring every inch of my body, as he slowly unbuttons his shirt.
The corner of his lip pulls back into a smirk, his eyes flashing, bringing to mind another memory.
"Sentinel..."
As Cain removes his shirt, large, batlike wings appear, every muscle rippling as he stalks toward me. Dark horns curl upwards and back from his temples, cutting through his black hair, before tapering off to sharp tips. His hands undoing his pants button, the light dusting of hair teasing me with the happy trail disappearing beneath silky fabric.
"You remember. But do you remember the night we spent together?" The sound of fabric falling to the floor is almost asloud as the beating of my heart as I continue to watch him continue his lap around the bed.
Images come to mind, bringing with it phantom touches and volcanic heat. "It's... coming back..."
The tip of my tongue trails along my bottom lip, my eyes focused on his cock as he comes around to my side. Thick and long... Curved upwards with a mushroom tip already leaking precum...There's no way it will fit.
"Don't worry," Cain smirks, his voice low, growly, as he approaches the foot of the bed, "It will fit. You were made for me."