Chapter 6

IVORY

I peeked around the edge of the open door of Luna's room—well, my room too. Two days had passed since Father had dropped me off. Gailie, the pixie, catered to my every need or craving. Luna had told me to make a list of my favorite things. I'd learned quite a bit about the demon in the days I'd been there. She didn't have to eat, but she did just to enjoy certain flavors. Luna didn't sleep, it wasn't required. Yet she laid in bed with me every night, but would be gone by the time I woke up. Gailie had told me that Luna had business to attend to, and where I could find Luna.

Gailie had assured me I had run of every floor and the club, but suggested I avoid the first floor when the doors opened. I wouldn't argue, I read enough stories to know that would be like living in a horror movie. Exploring seemed like it would be fun until sunset. It seemed odd to have free run of the building. No need to be trapped in a single room. Luna was in her office downstairs, and I hadn't seen her since I'd gotten up that morning.

When I'd gotten up, I'd taken a long, hot bath in a black claw-foot tub, and then dressed in one of my modest dresses. Luna had kept me naked since I'd arrived. For two nights, I'd offered her my body, spread my legs for her, and she'd let another night of dreamless sleep occur. I was smart enough to know that she wouldn't show mercy forever. But for two nights I'd done what my father had ordered me to do. I don't know if he'd thought I'd spread out on her bed like an offering for the demon, but it worked. Besides, I wasn't complaining about orgasms.

There was one thing that confused me. She hadn't had me touch her. She didn't even strip around me. At night I'd awakened to find her curled around me, but she'd shush me and tell me to go back to sleep. I followed the directions from the day I arrived. Taking the stairs, floor after floor until I pushed open a heavy steel door. Gailie had given me directions to Luna's office.

I stopped in the middle of the dance floor, and spun staring up at the high ceiling. The space smelled clean. I was told they had a cleaning crew come in every morning to scrub the blood and gore from the space. Shuddering at the thought of what happened during opening hours, I crossed the space to a door that said Employees Only.

There was a nondescript door with a touchpad beside it, I placed my hand on it, and was surprised when it beeped and it popped open to expose a massive office. A two-way mirror that I remembered from one wall, showed that she could watch the entire space from the sanctuary of her office.

"Hello, princess." Her voice came from the shadows.

"My handprint worked on the door."

"It did, I programmed it last night while you slept. I told Gailie to let you know you had access to all areas. I'd avoid the basement, though. That's business you don't want to know about."

I shook my head at her sharp-toothed smile, and moved deeper into the room. "She told me I could go wherever I wanted, but to avoid down here when the doors opened at sunset."

"Probably best." I glanced at her to find her leaning back, she patted her thigh. "Come on, princess, you know you wanna." Luna smirked.

I obeyed because I loved being near her. She was still scary, but I craved the connection she offered. While I carefully tried to lower myself onto her lap, she grabbed my hips and slammed my bottom down onto her thighs. I kept telling her I was too heavy, but Luna growled and spanked my ass. Something about those sharp taps to my cheeks made my body heat just as easily as when she had her head between my legs.

"Has Gailie been taking care of you?" she asked, with an edge to her tone.

"Yes, she's been telling me about the routine around here. How did she become your assistant?"

"Hmmm, that's a long story, but the shortened version is, someone offended me a long time ago, and he offered me his assistant as a peace offering. What the hell was I going to do with a dustball of a pixie, but she has made herself invaluable. Also, even a century later she's still finds me terrifying, that pleases me."

"She's tiny, you can't torture her."

"Do you think you're in a position to give me orders?" she asked.

I jerked my attention to her.

"Sor"—she roughly kissed me to cut me off—"can I ask you something?"

"Sure, but be careful of what you ask, I will answer honestly."

I nibbled on my bottom lip as I tried to figure out how to phrase the question. It wasn't like I had any experience in relationships, but I wanted to know how long she was going to keep me. As much as I thought death would be better than spending time with Luna, I'd discovered I liked the demon. Maybe my upbringing had quickened my attachment because she was kind to me. That she seemed to want me.

"How long are you going to keep me?" I quickly asked before I lost my nerve.

"Are you in a hurry for me to get rid of you?" she replied.

"No, no, I arrived knowing I wouldn't survive long, since I knew what you were."

She relaxed back in her chair, her black eyes taking me in, there was a red iridescent shimmer that if you weren't paying attention you'd miss it.

"I am what I am, Ivory. Being mine entails a lot of compromise and looking the other way. Keeping this city on the edge of terror at all times in my job, the key to my continued existence. Sometimes the normal nightmares will filter through to feed me, but it's not enough. There's a lot of blood on my hands. I have no guilt over that. Your offerings won't keep me in line for long."

"I didn't think they would, but I don't understand."

"There's nothing to understand, they gifted you to me, I own you now. I won't let you go."

"So, I'm a prisoner."

"Yes, in a sense, you have the ability to leave, go out shopping… Do what you want. Well, with a security detail and Gailie, you can go where you want."

"I can go outside?" My eyes widened as I stared at her.

"Yes, but this part of the city isn't human-friendly, which means security to keep you safe. Although, since it's spreading that the Hag has a human mate, you're pretty much untouchable. That does mean that if someone does lay one finger on you, I'll remove the hand that touched you. That is if I let them live."

The harshness in her voice told me that she'd kill anyone who touched me and she wasn't just being dramatic. Protection to me was being locked away, it didn't seem as if she wanted to do that. Luna was going to allow me freedom, well, as much as she could. A creature like her probably had a lot of enemies.

"Why haven't you let me touch you?" The question came out quiet–timid.

"Hags don't see sex as important. We do it to breed, to carry on the line, nothing else. I don't even know anything about the man my mother seduced or if he survived the experience."

"But you don't… Do you have to find a man one day?" I didn't like the sound of that, someone else touching her.

"No, I'll never breed. It's not possible. I'm Trans. It's rare among Hags. It's a tightly held secret. Trans Hags usually pass along their city, find one lost and looking for a city of their own."

"You're—" The question wouldn't come out because she shifted me and there was a hard ridge behind the zipper of her pants. "Oh."

She easily lifted me to sit on her desk. "Don't think I don't want you to touch me. I've held you two nights in a row with that ass rubbing against me. Your innocence keeps me in line. Which is also rare because I don't hesitate to take what I want when I want it."

My gaze dropped to her lap as she worked her belt loose, the leather slipping free, and she popped the button to lower the zipper. I licked my lips as she reached inside to pull out a thick cock, rings showing beneath the darker gray skin along the length. My hips shifted, and I caught her laughing. I jerked my gaze back to her face to find her watching me. She was smirking at me.

"May I touch you?" I asked. All my education came from romance books, and most of those weren't realistic. She'd fucked me with her tail while she suckled at my clit.

"You may." She gave me permission.

I slipped off the desk, lowering to my knees on the floor between her feet. She shifted her hips until her pants rested in the middle of her leanly muscled thighs. As I licked my lips, a growl sounded above me. Luna wrapped her hand around the base, and her free one went to my hair.

"Be a good girl, and open your mouth."

I opened wide, a thick, almost sweet wetness painted my lips, and then slid into my mouth. The texture of the thick head, and rings along the first few inches stroked over my tongue. I gagged slightly when she pushed deeper.

"Just suck the tip, princess."

My pussy heated as I suckled the tip, strong bursts of more fluid filled my mouth. I moaned at the taste. Her hand came up until the sides of her thumb and forefinger pressed to my lips.

"That's a good girl, keep going." Her voice deepened, that inhuman sound she got when she was turned on. It was like a physical caress.

Slowly I retreated, and then sucked her back in. Her hand barred her from choking me again, but the feet and taste of her had me sucking her harder and faster. I wanted more. Her fingers fisted in my hair, working my mouth up and down, I noticed she was going deeper with each thrust of her hips.

"I wanna see that pretty body. Take the dress off," she ordered.

I didn't hesitate to obey.

I released her cock quickly to tear my dress over my head. I hadn't bothered with panties or a bra. Capturing the head of her cock with my lips, I quickly began sucking her again. Wetness slicked my inner thighs, the ache intensifying until I whimpered as she fucked my mouth. The second I choked, I fought to relax. I didn't want her to stop. Would she fuck me? I'd become obsessed with being owned by her. It was so wrong. I shouldn't want her as much as I did. Yet she gave me everything I'd secretly wished for.

"Fuck, princess, you're a greedy little girl, aren't you?"

I hummed my answer and listened to her curse. My nipples swollen and achy as desire turned torturous. The intensity of my need for her scared me. It was too quick. Spit slid down her cock as I opened wider to get more inside. She groaned and shook, she was always vocal when she got me off. I knew I turned her on, but it had hurt me that she wouldn't let me touch her.

She jerked me away from her cock, my scalp stung as I tried to get back to her. Luna slammed her mouth onto mine, her long, forked tongue pushing inside as she got us both on our feet. As quickly as the kiss started, she spun me until I bent over her desk. Luna lifted my left knee onto the desk to open me wide. The wood of the desk was almost frigid on my nipples. The broad head of her cock pressed to my hole.

"My slutty princess, you want the monster to tear up this pussy?" she asked, and pushed the head inside.

My neck arched at the pleasure of the stretch. She nudged her hips, rocked back and forward, and with each thrust she eased her cock deeper. I was so wet the tight fit was easy. I rose onto the toes of my right foot and arched my hips upward silently begging for more–deeper.

"So greedy… Tell me you want me, slutty girl." Her strong hands gripped my hips, and her claws pricked my skin, felt the tips break through.

I whimpered at the pain and pleasure; I loved the marks she left, admiring them when she wasn't around to see me tracing them. I felt my pleasure build until I was wet and aching.

"Please, Luna, I need it," I whined. I didn't care how needy I sounded or that I was begging the demon I'd assumed would kill me days before to fuck me.

I screamed without caring who heard as her hips connected with my ass. My cheeks rippled with the force. I should feel shame. Where was the regret I knew I should feel in submitting so easily to a creature like Luna?

"You're so pretty when you cry, princess." A dark laugh filled my ear, her tongue swiping over my cheek lapping at the tears that streamed quickly from the corners of my eyes. Pleasure and pain became one. Two days, forty-eight hours of time, and I felt so far removed from the sheltered woman delivered to what I thought was my doom. I wanted to remain with Luna, no matter how dark and twisted that made me.

As my senses and bodies shattered, her teeth sank once more into my flesh and I let go. Pleasure slicked my thighs as I came in a rush, with her snarling around my flesh between her teeth.

That's all I wanted, for however long Luna decided to keep me.