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“Oh yes, I can smell your orgasm building… It's dripping all over my tail. Give it to me, Libra.” The pain and pressure continued to build, my core tightening as I gasped and moaned, trying to control it. “Don’t you dare try to keep it from me,” he growled.

“That’s mine.” His hand moved as he aggressively inserted a claw into my ass, fingering me.

I cried out, slightly pulsating around his tail.

“That’s right. Give it to me.” His tongue ran up my spine, sending chills along my skin.

It was too much. I couldn’t wait any longer.

I nearly screamed, moving fast against him, pulling at my orgasm, coming hard.

My body spasmed, clutching his tail and claw as I soaked him completely.

My heart raced, aching from the intense wave of euphoria.

My orgasm lingered for a moment, my body drowning in it as I tried to control my breathing.

I could feel myself just gushing all over him.

Axelle slowed his pace, eventually pulling his tail from inside me along with his claw, allowing me to catch my breath as I gripped the counter and stared back at him through the mirror.

He was grinning, watching me as he raised the spade to his mouth and began to suck on it, savoring it.

“I thought your fear was tasty,” he licked his lips, wrapping his tail around my waist as he pulled me roughly against his body, “but your pleasure is just as exquisite.” His claws gripped my breasts as he pushed his hardened cock against my ass, rubbing it against me.

I was still so sensitive, his touch pulling at my hovering orgasm. I almost didn’t want him to stop.

“Imagine how much better I could make you feel if you’d let me.

” He made snarling noises, like an animal begging and whimpering.

“I helped you; now, it’s time you helped me.

” His hand moved towards my vagina, rubbing my clit delicately with his claw.

I inhaled sharply as he continued, allowing him to milk another orgasm from me.

It happened so quickly—almost too quickly.

My body pushed back into his as I moaned, leaning into his touch as he moved perfectly alongside me, touching every part of me just right.

My throat burned, dried out from the hot, damp air and screaming moans.

I knew I was done as I slowly relaxed, fully satisfied despite Axelle’s growing erection nestled against me.

“I’m sorry,” I breathed, “but I think you’ll just have to summon yourself another shadow-person to help you.” I pushed away from him as he stared at me, impressed and annoyed. I grabbed a towel, grinning as I wrapped it around my body and began to leave, opening the bathroom door.

“Libra,” he whimpered. I turned to look at him, rubbing the giant bulge beneath his tight leather pants. He was desperately aroused and in pain.

Good . Suffer.

“Not my problem, Axelle. I’ve got a date tonight, so stay out of my room while I get ready like a good little monster, okay?” I bit my lower lip, feeling a bit sinister as he growled. “And feel free to clean up any mess you make in there.” I closed the bathroom door, pleased with myself.

As much as I hated to admit it, Axelle wasn’t wrong. He did make me feel good, but more importantly, I felt so much more relaxed.

Axelle

Libra was visibly anxious, twisting the napkin in her lap as she eyed the silverware on the table.

She was meeting some random guy her co-worker, Sterling, had set her up with at a fancy establishment.

I didn’t particularly like the idea of any of this, but it was her date, and as she said in her stupid fucking rules…

I couldn’t fuck with her life anymore. I groaned, crossing my arms as I stood next to her.

“Can you just go somewhere else, please?” she whispered harshly, trying not to draw attention to herself. I smirked.

“What’s wrong, fleshbag?” I gripped the back of her chair, leaning in close. “Are you nervous your date won’t show? Or are you still thinking about how well I fucked you over the bathroom counter with my tail?”

I could see her skin prickling, reminiscing how I made her come twice.

I had to admit, even though she left me aching, I really enjoyed myself.

Hearing the sounds she made, feeling her sweet little pussy contract around my tail—it was even better than jacking off while I listened and watched her play with her little pink toy.

Fuck, just thinking about it all excited me, my nerves shooting with a craving to fuck her again, even if she did leave me whimpering like a fool.

I was addicted to her fear already, but now, I was addicted to her .

My eyes lingered over her, admiring the outfit she chose.

She was wearing a knee-length, black cocktail dress with sheer, off- the-shoulder sleeves that ruffled around her wrists.

The velvet material of her dress hugged her curves perfectly, highlighting all her tattoos and those perfect tits of hers.

Her hair was even styled with a black velvet ribbon, adding a touch of false innocence to her demeanor.

None of it was her usual choice of style, but it still looked ravishing on her, right down to those platform shoes.

So tasty.

“Please, Axelle,” she whispered over her shoulder. “Just… go.” Libra tried to wave me away, her tone more serious this time.

“Fine,” I hissed, stepping away and sitting at the empty table next to her.

I toyed with the fancy dishes and silverware, bored.

Part of me was regretting killing that pervert, wishing to go back to the way things were and move unseen.

At least then, I could mess with Libra and entertain myself.

Instead, I fucked up, and now, I’m stuck like a child sitting away from the rest of the group.

At least I could touch her now; that was a huge bonus.

“Libra?” I tensed, hearing her name drip from another man’s mouth.

“Yes? Oh, Barret? Hi!” I barely turned my head, glaring as a ginger-haired man with a small beard, dressed like a lumberjack, hugged her tight, his hands moving along her ass.

Something about him felt off, and I didn’t just mean the way he looked.

I didn’t like her being near him. Libra’s eyes met mine, shooting me a warning as I scowled, forcing my eyes away while still listening like the well behaved monster she wanted me to be.

“Wow, you’re even prettier than Sterling mentioned.” I scoffed at his words.

“Oh, stop.” Libra laughed sweetly, seemingly enjoying the man’s compliment. “So, I’m sorry, but how do you know Sterling again? You just don’t, well, you don’t look like most of the guys in his circle. ”

“Oh, well,” the man wheezed a laugh, nervous, “I actually worked for Sterling a while back. I did some contract work down at that crystal shop, fixed some shelves and busted pipes. Come to think of it, I’d almost forgotten all about him until we ran into each other last week at the store. I was surprised he remembered me.”

“Oh yeah, Sterling is really good with names and faces. He remembers everything,” Libra giggled.

“It seems so. But yeah, we got to talking, and he was heading to a party and asked if I wanted to go. I turned him down ‘cause, as embarrassing as it sounds, I was planning on going home and sulking over my breakup. Sterling and I chatted for a bit, and then I guess he had this idea to set us up. I have to admit, I was hesitant, but now,” he paused, “I have to say, I’m excited. You seem pretty cool, Libra.” I made a gagging sound as Libra shot me a fast glare over her bare shoulder.

The two humans continued to chat, awkwardly trying to find a casual groove in their conversation, their date bleeding late into the night.

I had tuned them out, my focus solely on my claws as I played with the long chain that connected me to Libra, tracing the metal links with the tip of my claw.

I was bored, and the idea of being bored annoyed the shit out of me.

Libra didn’t want me messing with her life, fine, but who was she to stop me from fucking with another?

My eyes carefully searched the many faces of the restaurant, landing on a young waiter nearby. He was smiling, completely full of life, unaware of what I was about to do to him.

I slithered from the chair and shadowed the young man. Libra’s eyes followed me as her smile faded. She tried to pretend she didn’t see me, but I knew she was watching.

Good. Keep those eyes on me, fleshbag.

My tail tugged the tied strings of the waiter’s apron, causing it to fall. He fumbled for a moment, catching it as he apologized to a nearby woman for bumping into her.

“Excuse me for a moment.” That ginger, Barret, left the table as Libra tried to snap my attention to her.

“Axelle!” she whispered loudly, snapping her fingers.

An older couple walked by as she forced a quick smile, pretending not to be yelling at an invisible demon toying with the waiter.

I blatantly ignored her, pleased with her frustration and attention while knocking the pen from the waiter's hand as he tried to take a nearby table’s order.

“Axelle!” she called me again, this time hiding behind the drink menu.

I rolled my eyes and stalked to her side as he left the room.

“You rang?”

“What the hell are you doing?” Her eyes frantically bolted around the room, hoping no one could hear her. “Leave that poor man alone!”

“Oh no. You said I had to leave you alone. And I am. He’s not off limits… They all are in limits , including that lumberjack you’re dining with.” My eyes rose, watching the male waiter as he re-entered the room carrying a tray of glasses.

“Look, you’re my monster, right? Then listen to me and leave him alone!” My tail wagged at her words.

“Or what?” I raised a brow, personally enjoying this new, threatening side of her. “You going to punish me, Libra? Show me just how bad of a monster I’ve been?”