Chapter 4

IVORY

A kiss. What could be wrong with one kiss? People did it all the time. For the most part, it never meant anything. I'd already exposed myself, allowed her to rip my panties from my body. A single sacrifice to allow people to sleep without fear of the nightmares that always plagued Paralese. Taking a deep breath, I tipped my chin and leaned in, but instead of my lips touching hers, she dropped to her knees.

"I didn't say which lips I wanted to kiss, princess."

The dress dropped from my hands and I pushed at the top of her head, as she pushed her face deep between my thighs. I squeaked as a long, forked tongue pushed into my slit. I fought to get away, but her grip on my hips held me in place. There was no way my strength was any match for her. As if in warning, claws dug painfully into my bottom. I quickly stilled as her long slipped between my pussy lips.

I'd only ever read about oral sex. Touching myself always felt awkward, the orgasms were never like what they described in my novels. My gaze dropped down as she pushed her hands between my thighs and lifted me easily to sit on the edge of the mattress. Luna forced my legs open wide, the way I was exposed caused my cheeks to burn. Then something else caught my attention, a thick, black tongue swiped between my lips. The forked tips pinched my clit.

"You-you have to stop." My argument sounded weak, even to me.

Sharp teeth grazed my clit and my hips jerked. A sinister laugh blew hot breath and something inside me started to ache. No, that couldn't happen. What happened if someone found out? Just then a door opening made me fight harder against Luna's hold as the pixie entered struggling with a large basket.

"First my dinner, then yours." That was pure warning.

Gailie froze, nearly dropping the food and wine to the floor. She stared with wide eyes and I turned away to hide my face. Luna didn't even pause. She licked and sucked, her tongue pushed inside. I flushed as I felt a wetness gathering and I didn't think it was from Luna's spit. I barely registered a door slamming. As pressure built in my belly, her tongue entered me. There was a strange stretching sensation. Thumbs caressed between my spread cheeks. The tips of her claws tickled my tight anus. I tried to shove myself up the bed to get away.

Teeth sank into my mound, the slight pain made me still.

"If you don't let me kiss you, then I'll make sure everyone in the city experiences horrors they've never imagined."

At her threat, I stilled. This was what I was supposed to do. Keep her distracted. I fell back, my head sinking into the thick covers and soft mattress. I focused on the dark wood canopy with engraved carvings; I couldn't make out what they made up. Part of me didn't want to know.

I told myself I'd just lie there, let her do what she wanted, but as I assured myself I wouldn't respond, something changed. Surprisingly soft lips wrapped around my sensitive nub. The suction started off light. Working slowly on and off my clit, my breathing increased, and a fine mist of sweat began to cover my skin.

"My princess smells so good." Her voice was barely human. There was a hiss and growl to it that reminded me I was allowing a demon to touch me all too intimately.

She was teasing me, forcing me to respond, but she was being too gentle. I'd expected pain. Rough treatment. Yet this was too caring. I yelped as I was quickly tugged forward, the backs of my thighs resting on her strong shoulders. Her skin felt strange, not soft and smooth like a human's, something thicker. I fisted my hands in the comforter beside my hips. And then I realized I started to move. Riding her tongue.

The growl she let out vibrated against me and my eyes rolled back. I wasn't supposed to like this. I wasn't supposed to give in, but I was helpless. Her tongue was slightly textured. I was helpless to deny the pleasure when all I'd expected was pain. I whined and whimpered as she suckled me with increasing pressure. The lackluster orgasms of my past didn't compare. I was panting and writhing so hard that the bodice of my dress slipped to free my breasts. My body arched as her hands with calluses cupped the sagging curves.

I almost protested when she lifted her head, but bit my cheek to keep them in.

"My princess enjoys a monster playing with her."

She licked up the center of my body, over the soft, roundness of my belly, to between my breasts. I opened my eyes to look at her, to find Luna looming over me. I shuddered when her tongue slipped from her mouth, the long length wrapped around one nipple to tug almost painfully. Almost reaching for her, but I dug my fingers into the mattress to save some pride. I was so close to giving in completely. Hadn't I dreamed of a person who wanted me? Who'd crave my presence? But Luna wasn't what I'd pictured.

"I sense your shame in letting a disgusting creature like me to pleasure you. Princess," she hissed, and then her lips touched mine. Kissing my bottom lip, and I kept my eyes open to watch her. "You want it so badly I can fucking taste it. That beautiful cunt soaked my face when I fucked you with my tongue. Everyone in this building can smell how wet and turned on you are."

My face went up in flames, heating so much my cheeks burned. "You can't talk to me like that."

"I can talk to you however I want. You were given to me. I own you now and I can keep you as long as I want. There is no escape for you."

I started to argue but she lowered her head, wrapping her lips around my nipple. Her tongue curled around the swollen peak like a snake. The pinch and pull a mix of pain and pleasure. I never assumed I wanted something like her. A demon owning you had to be a terrible thing. Humans and preternatural creatures didn't mix. It was taboo and forbidden. All matter of demons, vampires and everything in between were at the top of the food chain. They only let the humans think they were in charge when it served a purpose.

No, I couldn't submit, this wasn't me. I couldn't… As the thought began to form, it shattered. Teeth sank into my flesh, and she rumbled as she sucked. I was sure the skin broke and she was drinking from me. Even as I told myself to push her away, to say no, my hands went to silky crimson hair. The strands tangled around my fingers. Everything in me submitted, I told myself just this once, and then her left hand was slipping between us. The pad of her thumb rolled over my clit, massaging until I had no choice but to rock my hips.

The more I whimpered and worked my hips against her, she rubbed my clit and sucked at one nipple, and then the other. That pressure in my belly built, my thighs became soaked, and wetness trickled down the crease of my bottom. Panic built as I felt my release was getting closer, but not enough. I wanted to get off. I didn't care what she was. Didn't care what shame I'd feel later. I craved this moment of need.

Lips captured mine, I almost flinched at the metallic taste of blood that filled my mouth.

"Come for me, princess." Her voice was deeper.

I opened my mouth to tell her no, and then her fingertips were joined by something else. The tapered tip of a tail entered me in one smooth thrust. I threw my head back as her mouth latched onto my throat. The sting of the suction told me she was leaving marks. I was helpless to tell her no as my hips rocked.

"That's right, you need it, and I wanna dirty up the innocent princess. This pussy. Those fat breasts and big nipples. Every inch of you belongs to me. I can have you whenever and wherever I want. Not even an audience will keep me from making my princess scream." As she finished speaking, sharp teeth sank into my throat, and I broke.

I screamed, just like she wanted. I gripped her with my legs to keep her close. My nails dragged along the sides of the bony spikes along her spine. She growled as she drank from me. I tightened my thighs and the knot in my belly broke, I moaned as wetness gushed around the tail buried deep. I felt no shame. No regrets. It would be there later, I was sure, but until then I'd revel in my first real taste of pleasure, even if that came by the hands of a demon that the entire city of Paralese feared.

I collapsed under Luna's weight, and she released my throat. Her nimble tongue danced over the wound I was scared to look at later. Bonelessly, I settled on the mattress.

"Hmmm, I think I may let the citizens sleep peacefully for payment of that sweet pussy," she whispered as her tail slithered out of me, and I frowned at a sudden sense of emptiness.

It didn't hurt, but I was sore. I didn't know how to feel, but I was sure my brain would rebel later, ridicule myself for what I'd allowed.

"Now, think about what you'll offer me tomorrow." Luna stood, and I opened my eyes to stare up at her.

Her eyes scanned me, from my mussed hair all the way to where I still laid there with my legs open wide. As I started to close them, she hissed and I stopped.

"Get used to being naked, you're not allowed clothes anymore. When I want to look at my princess, I'll drink my fill. Now, strip. It's time for you to have dinner."

Luna stepped away from the bed, and my brain told me I couldn't walk around naked–it wasn't right. Yet I wasn't in my tower anymore. If this was my new home, for however long Luna wanted to keep me, why not try to conform to her rules. I was told to keep her distracted, if me without clothes would do that, then I guess that's what I'd have to do.