Page 10 of His to Ruin

His lips part like he wants to say something.

But before he can, the dream shatters as he wakes.

7

CHRISTIAN

My eyes fly open with a jolt as my mind free falls from my dream back into my body. On top of me is a horrific sight. A beast is crouched above me. With purple skin covered in swirling dark ink, sharp fangs filling its mouth, a long, black forked tongue, and full onyx t eyes peering out from behind a curtain of dark hair, is a demon—my demon. A jolt of pleasure rushes down my spine, forcing a moan to slip from between my swollen lips. Looking down in horrified desire, I watch as his shadow-tipped fingers stroke my exposed length. My hips rise to meet him as he strokes my throbbing cock.

What the hell?Was he jacking me off in my sleep?

“Your fucking phone won’t stop ringing,” the demon growls as he continues his slow and steady passes along my cock. He dips his head to the side indicating the trilling device on my nightstand.

Between panted breaths of rising pleasure, I swipe to answer and bring the phone to my ear.

“Oh my god, thank goodness you answered. I was gettingworried.” Sam’s voice blares out of my phone. I do my best to try to turn the volume down.

My ex has apparently been blowing up my phone. His incessant calling must have woken me up. I almost groan in annoyance when I hear his voice, all the memories of why he’s an ex flooding back into my mind. He was an okay boyfriend, but we weren’t really compatible. We both just needed something … different.

“Tell him there’s no god here, just a demon who’s much better at sucking cock than he ever was,” the demon growls before his long, black tongue unfurls from his mouth and swirls around the tip of my heated crown.

I can barely suppress the groan of filthy delight that threatens to overtake me. His tongue and fingers stroke up and down my cock in a rhythm that has my balls tightening in exquisite pleasure.

“I’m—I’m fine,” I can barely choke out the words. The monster smirks, clearly impressed with my suffering.

“But you sent me that strange text and then you haven’t been answering my calls. Maybe I should come over.” This was part of the problem with our relationship—Sam is older than me and always assumes he knows what’s best without really listening or paying attention. He never understood that his wants and needs aren’t always the same as mine. I don’t remember texting him when I got home but everything was a bit of a blur last night.

“No!” I insist a little too quickly as the demon uses his other hand to pull down his pants, letting his thick length spring free. My mouth waters at the sight of his long, thick, throbbing, tattooed cock. “No, I’m good and it’s the middle of the night. Sorry to alarm you.”

My demon begins jacking both our cocks off in sync with his two hands as his unbelievably long tongue alternatesbetween licking both of our two lengths. It shouldn’t be as hot as it is, and yet as he pumps us in tandem I can no longer hold back the needy mewl that slips from my lips.

“Is someone there?” Sam asks in an accusatory tone.

The demon smirks again, shadows snaking from the tips of his fingers. His shadows skate across my burning skin, sending shivers cascading across my body. I moan and buck my hips as his hands pump both our lengths harder. His forked tongue flicks against my slit, lapping up the precum that’s there. Shadows wrap around my fingers, pulling and yanking the phone out of my grasp.

The demon brings the phone up to his face with his shadows before growling into the device, “Yes, Christian is currently letting me use him for my pleasure like a good little pet. So kindly fuck off and die. I’ll meet you in Hell.”

The shadows toss the phone against the wall. It hits with a thunderous bang before exploding into pieces. Glass and plastic litter the floor.

“Hey!” I shout but it lands on deaf demon ears.

He lets go of my pulsing dick. I whimper at the loss of his touch but before I can react, his shadows and hands are wrapped around me. My body is lifted in the air. I’m turned and twisted and twirled until I’m face down on the bed, my knees bent, my hands splayed out in front of me, and my ass up in the air.

“What the hell are you doing?” I demand as I attempt to squirm away but the inky shadows wrap around me tighter, holding me firmly in their grasp.

“Enjoying a midnight snack,” the demon growls. The feeling of his long, warm, serpentine tongue against my back hole causes me to squirm and writhe. I’m not sure if what I’m feeling is pleasure or fear or some potent mixture of both butit’s almost too much. “Now be a good boy and sit still while I eat.”

“Wait—“

His tongue licks a long path from the bottom of my sack all the way up to my puckered hole.

“No, human. I’m done waiting,” he demands before diving in completely.

His onyx-tipped fingers grab my hips roughly, pulling me back onto his face. The forked tongue flicks at my opening teasingly. My cock throbs as he taunts and teases me with long, languid strokes alternated with short little licks. His shadows caress every inch of my skin, sending each and every nerve in my body into overdrive. My hips begin to move on their own accord, writhing against his face as he teases my balls and ass back and forth. Blissful agony courses through my system as I try to hold back from giving in completely.

“That tongue, Jesus,” I groan.

A soft chuckle sounds from behind me as my demon pauses his assault on me. “Trust me, my Little Nightmare, this tongue is straight from the pleasure pits of Hell.”