Page 17 of A Monstrous World: The Complete Series

Chapter Fourteen

Arsyn

I t's a good thing the darling human doesn't understand how to play Darkness or Advocate. She's got zero chill and even less of a poker face.

Luckily for me, she has no idea what's going on.

Dancers in cages line the high-roller room, while others mull about talking and watching the entertainment.

Emerson has done a fine job of grinding on my cock for the last hour.

She has followed my instructions perfectly, ignoring all the men at the table except for me.

Her thick hourglass frame presses deliciously into my much larger, harder form.

My arm tightens around her middle as I lean forward to toss a few more chips onto the pile.

My tail slides up her thigh, teasing over her soaked panties. It's been quite the frustrating hour of torture for poor Emerson. Me too, if I'm being honest. Her cunt is utterly drenched, and the scent is tempting me dangerously.

The three demons at the table zero in on the arrowhead tip of my tail as it playfully caresses her inner thigh. My left hand holds Emerson to my chest as my right flicks over her very hard nipple.

A tantalizing little gasp escapes her mouth when I nip at her neck. I've got a bit of an unhealthy obsession with the sounds she's making.

“Go on, then,” I say, smirking at Theon. It takes him several seconds of blinking to realize I mean it's his turn.

“You're seriously...” Emerson whimpers, wiggling over my throbbing cock. “About to drive me literally insane .”

Theon absently plays his turn as Emerson writhes against me. My cock is harder than it's ever been, which is saying a lot.

Derdron takes his turn without even glancing at his cards. It makes me grow bolder. My tail flicks up, giving them just a glimpse of how the tip teases under Emerson's barely there panties. Verik is next, idly checking his hand before folding.

“I'm less than thirty seconds away from having a very unladylike tantrum if you don't make me come,” Emerson hisses. She wraps her hand back and around my head before tilting my face to hers.

I smirk into the kiss, releasing enough lust that it's visible to my opponents, but not so much that it inhibits Emerson's ability to consent. I have no interest in fucking a puppet, nor do I gain any joy from removing a person's free will.

Emerson nibbles my lower lip, causing a very demonic snarl to escape my chest. The wiggly little human isn't fazed.

My eyes fall to the table, and I place my bet. The dice are thrown as I tease the tip of my tail down Emerson's slick lower lips.

She gasps.

I'm torn.

Fuck, how I want to focus on her face and every shiver of her body, but this game isn't just for sport. I have a job to do. One Dread and Ryktus contracted me to do. I can't fuck it up.

“Get on with it,” I snap at Theon. If he and Derdron would fold already, I could be inside Emerson's soft little body within three minutes.

Okay, one, if I really tried.

Theon glances at his cards. “I'm out.”

Derdron watches Emerson with undisguised hunger.

She becomes frustrated with my subtle teasing and bucks her hips.

My tail slips between the lips of her cunt, and we both groan.

She's so deliciously slick. I'm pretty sure she's left a puddle on my jeans.

I'm feeling buzzed simply from drinking down her pheromones that saturate the air.

“Just like that,” she begs. Twisting closer, she buries as much of her face as she can into my neck.

I inexplicably don't want to share her expressions with any of these fuckers.

My hand wraps around her face, hiding her from view as I plunge the very tip of my tail inside her pussy.

She stretches around my length in a way that my cock is envious of.

I'm not even the envy demon at the table.

I can only imagine the torment poor Derdron is experiencing.

The little vixen bites the skin of my inner wrist.

“I'll fold now,” Derdron says. “If you let me watch while you fuck her.”

Emerson whimpers as the thick head of my tail breeches her opening again. The stretch is just as obscene the second time. Her ass perfectly cups my shaft as she wiggles.

I briefly consider murdering everyone in the room so I can shove my dick inside her immediately. The sensual way she glides atop me sends my arousal skyrocketing. The smell of her pussy permeating the entire table isn't helping matters.

“Do you intend on answering me?” Derdron snaps. His dark eyes glow green with a pulse of envy.

“No,” I say, chuckling. “She's Dread's, which I'm sure Alexia mentioned. Why don't you ask him if you can watch while I fuck his woman?”

“Deeper,” Emerson sobs.

I curl my tail so it brushes her clit with each stroke. My palm caresses her cheek as she pants, and her heavy tits nearly pop out the top of her tight dress. She's quite adept at this job. She could make a killing if Dread wasn't obsessed with the idea of keeping her as his own.

“Fine,” Derdron snaps, drawing my attention back to him. “I've got all night.” He laughs, nodding to his chips.

Ryktus stands next to the fireplace in the corner. At Derdron's words, his eyes flash. He stomps across the room and stands behind the envy demon. He doesn't say a word, just crosses his massive arms over his equally mammoth chest and tilts his head predatorily.

“Seriously,” Emerson groans. “Why'd you stop?”

“Sorry, dove,” I say, chuckling. My distraction caused me to stop, and she's pouting quite adorably.

I flick her clit as I slide my tail inside her tightening core. I'm quite surprised that I'm able to savor the slow buildup of her torment. My kind are notoriously focused on the end goal, rather than the process of getting there. However, I'm relishing every second I get to touch her.

I think I'd like to ravish her without an audience, which is in no way my normal style. Normally, I get a nice little boost of energy from the arousal of those watching, but Emerson is nearly giving me enough to make me feel full. That never happens.

I mentally weigh exactly how important this job is. It doesn't feel nearly as pressing as the need I have to destroy Emerson's delicious-smelling cunt.

“What the fuck are you doing?” Derdron hisses, glancing over his shoulder.

Ryk shrugs a giant shoulder. “Supervising.”

“I won't be intimidated by you,” Derdron growls.

“Bet the information,” I suggest, tipping Emerson's face to mine. The baby bluish-pink smoke that signals my lust swirls out of my mouth, and I quickly blow away enough that she won't be bombarded. “One last hand. What I asked for in exchange for a night with her.”

Emerson gasps, shoving against my arm and trying to stand. I allow my tail to thicken. It's not as big around as my cock, but if I focus, I can control the thickness to a degree.

I kiss from her neck up to her ear. “Trust me, dove,” I murmur too softly for the others to pick up. Her nails dig into my forearm painfully, but I did offer her to one of the more disgusting demons in exchange for the information I need to complete a job.

I'm sure Ryktus would happily slaughter us both before allowing that to happen. Essentially, I'd better win this, or I'll be on a one-way trip back to hell with my buddy Derdron.

Escaping the first time wasn't easy. I have no intentions of going back. Not under any circumstances.

“Are you in?” I ask, smirking. My pulse races as I wait for his reply. I do love a little danger as much as the next demon.

“Would I die if you fucked me?” Emerson asks. Licking her lips, she tilts her head to study my face. “Or would I just be a little tired? Is it safe for a human to fuck an incubus?”

Derdron growls as I shove my tongue in her mouth for a filthy, open-mouthed kiss.

“For most humans, it's perfectly safe. For you? I've got a bit of an unhealthy obsession with the way you're clenching around my tail. I've held myself back for so long tonight...” I shrug. “You might not survive me, but you'll die with a smile on your pretty face.”

I laugh.

“I'm fucking in,” Derdron snaps. “Get on with it.”

I nod my agreement to the dealer, who shakes the dice and moves to open a new deck of cards.

Emerson shivers. I pin her to me with an arm around her middle. My hand doesn't have a hope of palming her entire tit—it’s far too large for that—but I give it my best go.

The table vibrates with how hard Derdron's foot is shaking. He's an envy demon, and I'd say he's on the verge of having a literal fucking meltdown with how jealous he is.

“Mmm, just like that,” Emerson gasps. She comes violently, her entire body trembling against my chest. “Yes, yes, yes.”

I smirk down at her as her cunt convulses around my tail. “I can't wait until I feel you wringing my cock that way,” I say on a groan.

As the dice fall, my eyes barely flick to them, but I register all I need to know. I flip my cards up, quickly appraising those too. I shove a huge stack of chips toward the middle with little care.

Tilting Emerson's face to mine, I suck down all the lust buzzing off of her. I keep a few drops for myself, which surprisingly seems to top me off, and I spew the rest back out into the room. It takes considerable effort to release it slowly enough that the color doesn't tinge the air.

Emerson stands abruptly. I'm not expecting it. My tail falls from her cunt, and I barely prevent it from hitting the floor.

She climbs into my lap, facing me, and rests her head against my chest. I grin. She's incredibly precious and unbelievably easy to please.

Sure, I edged her for the better part of an hour, but she's docile and oddly kitten-like as she cuddles in close.

Derdron doesn't glance at his cards again as the dealer tosses the dice.

My tail curls around Emerson's back as I pull the tip to my mouth.

Is it taboo to lick her juices off my tail in a room full of demons?

Perhaps.

Then again, I've always enjoyed making my peers uncomfortable.

“Would you like a taste, my sweet little dove?” I murmur, running my fingers over her cheek.