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Striker

Day Five

W e get into the bedroom, and Maple sits on the bed as I shut the door. “Dinner was wonderful,” she says.

“Brenna is a great cook,” I say as I sit beside her.

“I’m a virgin,” she says unprompted.

“I figured,” I say simply with a smirk.

“I read a lot, though,” she says. “Like a lot. I know plenty, I just…”

“Maple,” I say, cutting her off.

“I’m sorry. I ramble when I’m nervous,” she says with a sigh.

“Why are you nervous?” I ask as I cup her cheek. I noticed that every time I touch her, she leans into me. She’s either deprived of touch, or she really enjoys it.

“I just want to make sure I am pleasing you,” she says quietly.

“Wanna know something?” I ask her and she nods. “I am not expecting you to have sex, Maple. We don’t do anything until you are ready.”

“Don’t you want to, though?” she asks softly.

“Very much. I’m dying to know what cute little sounds you’ll make when I’m making you come,” I say softly, running my thumb over her cheekbone. Her breath hitches momentarily, and I smile. “But this is on your timeline, not mine.”

“Tell me about the sex demon thing,” she says.

“Well… I am an incubus. Half of one, at least. In short, I naturally feed off sexual energy. I have the ability to go into someone’s dreams and do whatever I want to them and with them; it’s just a dream. I can also weaponize it.”

“Is this your way of telling me you’ll fuck me to death?” she asks, and I laugh heartily.

“No, sweetie. Mates are immune to it,” I tell her.

“Damn. That’d be a great way to go out,” she giggles.

“What was this about you reading?” I ask.

“Oh,” she says. “I read a lot of smut.”

“What kind?” I ask.

“Uhh. Mostly just fluffy stuff. I’m pretty keen on shifter mafia romance.”

“Interesting,” I say.

“What shifters?” I ask.

“I… narrowly escaped being mauled by a woman today. I think I should keep that to myself,” she smirks.

“Ahh. Dragon kink, huh?” I laugh.

“Yes, but not because of Vash,” she says quickly. “It’s the wings. I don’t know. I like the idea of being able to fly. Someone being able to take me up would be amazing.”

“That’s funny you say that,” I chuckle and kiss her forehead.

“What?” she asks with a frown.

“When an incubus or succubus mates and gets a handle on the energy they draw, they get wings.”

“Woah,” she says, wide-eyed. “So…”

“So when I get the hang of things, you and I are going flying,” I say sweetly.

“Really?” she asks giddily.

“Mhmm,” I say with a smile.

“Oh, my Gods! That would be amazing. Thank you so much,” she says as she throws her arms around my neck to hug me. Instinctively I grab her waist and pull her into my lap. She gasps but doesn’t pull away.

“Sorry,” I smirk. “Instinctively, it’s in my nature to have sex. Having a mate means that increases tenfold.”

“It’s okay,” she smiles.

“So you’d be into hellhounds then, yeah?”

“Yeah, but they’re huge overall. I’m sure they’d break me,” she laughs.

“You know dragons have two dicks, right?” I ask.

“What? Leli is so small, though. Vash is twice her size,” she says wide-eyed.

“Mhmm. Lilith is just as tiny and she has three shifters,” I laugh. “Magic is a wonderful protector.”

“I’ll stick to demons,” she says with a smile. “You don’t have three or some shit, right?”

“No,” I smile. “Just the one.”

“Good,” she laughs.

“I feel like you’re assuming things right now,” I laugh and put my hands on her thighs, squeezing the bends of her hips.

“Oh Gods,” she whimpers softly before shifting in my lap to push her hips into mine. She goes wide-eyed and freezes.

“I won’t hurt you unless you ask me to,” I whisper in her ear before kissing her cheek. A shiver runs up her spine, and her breathing catches again. “Let’s watch a movie, hmm?”

“Uhm… yeah. A movie.” Her face flushes, and she gasps when I turn us and lie her on her back. I am settled between her legs. I press my erection against her center, and she moans softly against my mouth when I lean into her to have our lips meet. I move off of her and get up to get the remote and change my clothes.

“Would you like something to wear so you’re more comfortable?” I ask.

“Please,” she says softly. I pull my shirt off and toss it to her when she sits up.

“The bathroom is right there if you need it,” I offer. I expect her to change in the bathroom, but this girl just gets up and pulls the shirt off, then her bra. I don’t know where her boundaries lie and how comfortable she is right now, so it takes everything in me to not go over there and touch her. She smiles at me when she sees me looking at her body with a hungry look.

“Your eyes change colors,” she says.

“They do,” I say as I watch her take her pants off, leaving her in just a light pink lace thong. “It uh… it depends on mood.”

“So what is lust?” she asks with an innocent smile.

“Whatever you see now,” I say, meeting her eyes. She flushes again before pulling my shirt on. I get down to my boxers before pulling the blanket back. She crawls into bed… literally. Instead of walking around to the edge, she crawls from the end of the bed. This girl is going to kill me. I am so ready to fuck this woman, and I think she knows what she’s doing right now. She’s teasing me, and eventually I’ll break.

I get into bed with her, and she turns to snuggle up to my chest as I turn the TV on. I find some random movie to play as I gently drag my fingertips along her back. When she whimpers and buries her face in my chest, I know that it’s affecting her. I move my hand underneath the shirt so that I can resume my gentle touches and she presses herself into me more.

“Like the movie?” I ask, amused.

“Hmm?” She asks, looking up at me with lust in her eyes.

“Baby girl, you can’t look at me like that,” I groan.

“Like what?” she asks with a mischievous grin.

“Like you want me to fuck you,” I say bluntly. “Because I will if you keep looking at me like that.”

“You don’t have much self-control,” she says, gently drawing circles on my chest with her fingertips as she gives me a look that clearly expresses her needs.

“I’m warning you now, sweet Maple. You keep giving me those fuck-me eyes, I will show you what it means to be fucked by an incubus.”

“I’ll be okay,” she says with a mischievous grin. “You’re not as big as a house, and you don’t have two dicks. I’ll survive.”

“Are you challenging me?” I ask as I roll to my back and pull her on top of me. I keep a tight grip on her so that my erection is pressed against her.

“Yes,” she says as she rolls her hips, grinding against me. I growl and grab the thin lace thong she has on and rip it off of her.

“Striker,” she giggles.

“I warned you, love,” I say. “Now let me see how sweet you taste, pretty girl.”

I grab her thighs and pull her up until her pussy is right above my mouth. I wrap my arms around her thighs and pull her down. She gasps when I lick across her already-swollen clit. This girl is so turned on that she is practically dripping with need. My little Maple tastes just as sweet as she looks.

“Oh Gods,” she moans when I start suckling her clit. “Striker. Oh my Gods, please don’t stop.”

Anytime she tries to pull away or put weight on her knees to sit up, I growl and nip at her clit. She always mewls like a little feral cat and pushes her pussy back against my mouth. I reward her with sucking harder. The way her thighs tremble around me as she is panting and moaning, she is so close. I can’t get enough of how she reacts to me.

She is about to fall any second now, so I clamp my teeth on her sensitive clit and rapidly flick my tongue. Her body jerks, and a deep, guttural groan escapes her before the crash of her orgasm brings unbridled pleasure. I let go of her thighs and let her grind her pussy on my tongue, taking her pleasure. I lap all the sweet juices from her pussy before grabbing her waist and pulling her down to my now-exposed cock.

She kisses me deeply and groans when she can taste herself. I take this as my opportunity to slowly sink into her cunt. When she feels the head of my cock slip into her, she gasps as she sits straight up. In doing so, she inadvertently forces the rest of me inside of her. I groan and tighten my grip on her while she nearly screams.

“Fuck, Striker,” she whimpers.

“What, baby?” I ask innocently.

“You’re fucking huge,” she says as she brings herself down to lie across my chest. I wrap my arms around her to keep her from moving.

“This is how I handle sweet little girls who like to tease and draw out the demon in me,” I whisper in her ear. I give her no time to process my words as I suddenly drill into her from below, and she screams into my chest as I fuck her hard and fast. She takes every punishing thrust and gives me whimpers and moans in response.

By the time I come, she is a blubbering mess. She is no doubt overstimulated. I move her to lay beside me with her head on my chest as I gently rub her back again. She works on gaining control over her breathing before she speaks.

“You’re a dream come true,” she says weakly.

“So are you, Maple,” I say as I kiss her head. “I’m so glad I found you.”

I get up and gather what I need to clean her up before turning to bed and pulling her back into the same position. No sooner than she lays her head back on my chest, her breathing evens out, and she falls asleep.