Page 23 of Hazel’s Choice (A Monstrous World: Next Gen)

This entire floor is shut down since it’s not a normal night for operations.

The balconies are set up in a variety of different styles.

Some have chairs that face the half-wall that closes in the balcony.

Others have a small couch that does the same.

While others still have hightop tables and chairs.

Each balcony has its own floor-to-ceiling curtain that can be pulled to block it off from the second floor. Since there’s no one else up here at the moment, we don’t need to worry about that.

We ended up on one of the balconies that boasts two club chairs, and I skirt between them, slamming Hazel’s back against the wall that separates this balcony from the next.

We end up close to the glass half-wall that looks out over the dance floor. It’s a killer view with the lights and variety of monsters fucking below, but Hazel doesn’t take her eyes off mine.

She shoves my suspenders down my arms, and they hang by my hips as she works the buttons on my shirt.

I grin and push my mouth to hers while working on getting my belt and pants open. I make sure to tease her pussy with my tail to get her good and desperate while I gain access to my cock.

This fantasy was flipped when I had it, but this works too.

Hazel smiles against my lips when she gets my shirt fully untucked and unbuttoned.

I stumble a step when she uses her back to shove off the wall, and I’m even more surprised when she guides me to lean against it in her place.

Her warm hand wraps around my horn, and the other reaches between us, guiding my crown to her opening. She sinks down, her heels digging into my ass.

“Fuck, baby doll,” I groan.

“You were being kinda slow,” she says, grabbing my jaw with her free hand. She’s not afraid to guide me where she wants me as she shoves her tongue into my mouth.

Holy shit.

I think I’m in love with her.

Can incubi experience love?

Yeah, we must be able to.

I know that solely because I’ve got heart eyes for Hazel.

She’s so snug it takes my breath away, but she’s unbothered by the tight fit, bouncing over my swollen cock and kissing the hell out of me.

Her pussy leaks around my shaft, and I finally get my shit together.

My claws dig into her arse, lifting and dropping her with more force.

It’s a surreal experience to be so overloaded that I don’t know what to do with myself. Sensing her arousal and desire short circuits my system, and I’m usually very good at staying grounded.

Hazel’s tongue teases around mine as she whimpers into the kiss, and her teeth scrape over my lower lip. How I ache to bite her sexy little arse so she can never escape.

Fuck.

That’s something that should be discussed and agreed to.

“You’re so hard.” She moans against my lips.

Hazel fucks me into the wall like she’s using me to get herself off. Normally, the thought would make my skin crawl, but everything is different with her.

She’s gorgeous and completely lost to her pleasure. She pulls back from our kiss, and her head falls, letting her long dark hair stream down her back.

I slap her swollen nub with my tail, praying it helps get her there. Squeezing my arse cheeks does nothing to help the violent wave of bliss that rips through me.

“Come on, Hazel. It’s time for you to come for me,” I choke out.

It’s a damn gift when her inner walls lock down as my shaft swells. She gets so loud, I’m sure the audience downstairs can hear every bit of her orgasm, but that just makes the entire experience even hotter as I empty inside her.

The way her tits bounce as she grinds over me, milking out every drip of my hot cum seems to short circuit my brain. The next thing I know, I’m pulling her off me and spinning her around as my wings spread wide.

I plant her hands on the railing that lines the glass half-wall that looks out over the club and tuck her feet around my backside. Using my tail, I flip up the back of her dress and tease my hands over the globes of her arse.

“Ready for fast and dirty?” I ask, my voice coming out as a low rumble. “My turn to use you.”

Hazel whimpers, shimmying her hips and nodding while she peeks at me over her shoulder. Yeah, it’s definitely time to fuck her all over again.

I use my tail to guide my crown to her dripping core and slam inside her. Her scent sits heavy in the air, and it doesn’t make my head any clearer as I shove my cock deeper on every thrust.

“Your arse is fucking killing me,” I growl. “Such a pretty little fuck doll. Taking every inch of my cock. Completely at my mercy.”

She’s breathtaking with her hair falling around her face as her arms tremble like they can barely keep her top half up.

She’s so slick, and at least some of that is my cum, which teases a primal part of my psyche.

I’ll have to use that excuse for my abysmal behavior. I can’t even stop my monster as I use my long, forked tongue to pull her hair away from her left shoulder. The dress has spaghetti straps, and they don’t get in my way at all as I lean over her back.

My demon is in full control as he stretches our mouth wide, fully framing the front and back of her shoulder with our sharp teeth. He clamps down before I can try to reason with him—myself—whatever.

“Oh, shit…” Hazel gasps. “ Annex !”

Her core locks down on my shaft, and I’m smacked with a wave of her euphoria that’s so potent it makes my knees tremble. My wings help with the balance issues, but I lose the battle to hold on as it clicks.

She accepted my claiming bite.

My claws dig into her arse, possibly breaking through the skin as the base of my cock burns with hellfire. But I’m also in the middle of the most powerful orgasm of my life, so I ignore it for the time being.

Holy shit.

That’s right.

I forgot about that.

Demons, fae, and beta shifters who mated with the omegas of old gained a special appendage.

A knot.

I have no idea how that fucker works, but I do the manly thing and shove it inside her opening.

Hazel wails. The sound is at odds with the extreme amount of pleasure she’s experiencing, but I’m overwhelmed too.

Fuck me.

She’s all mine .