Page 8 of Taking a Tumble (Ghostlight Falls #7)

Roomates, amirite?

TABI

M y hands shake as I knock on Kaz’ron’s door.

I’m not sure what possessed me to send that nude earlier today.

I was just out of the shower and felt hot when I looked in the mirror.

It took the better part of the morning for me to get the courage to actually text it to Kaz.

When he didn’t respond right away, I was worried I overstepped, or he didn’t like what he saw.

But then he sent back that message that got me even more hot and bothered.

I’d like to think he closed up shop early because he is just as excited for this as I am.

I knock twice, then step back on the threshold. When the door opens, I’m greeted by both Kaz and Arlo, the latter wagging his little turtle tail like he’s excited to see me. Arlo headbutts my shin with his little horns, pushing against me like a cat might when they want scratchies.

Kaz bends down and picks him up, placing the turtle behind him. “Let the pretty lady get in the house, Arlo. She’s here to see me, not you.”

I raise a brow as I step inside. “You sure about that? He is awfully cute. And he’s excited to see me.”

The door shuts and Kaz pulls me into his arms, kissing me soundly before gripping my ass and pulling me against him. His hard cocks press into my belly as he growls, “I’d say I’m more than a little excited to see you, too.”

I’m about ready to let this demon take me right here on the floor, but Kaz pulls back, adjusts his crotch and leads me to the couch like he didn’t just kiss me stupid. The coffee table has a spread of snacks on it, everything from fruit to what look like mini quiches.

“It’s kinda early so I thought we might want a snack while we watch the movie, since dinner is a couple hours yet,” Kaz explains as he takes a seat on the couch. He looks at me, his eyes willing me to sit next to him, so I do.

“This is so sweet, Kaz. Thank you.” I grab what looks like a slice of peach and lean back, taking a bite.The fruit is ripe and juice explodes on my tongue, some fluid dripping down my chin and fingers.

Leave it to me to make a mess in the first five minutes.

My tongue darts out to lick the juice off my lips, then I suck my fingers into my mouth to clean those off, too.

Kaz is completely silent, his body rigid next to mine.

When I finally glance at him, he looks ready to pounce.

“Kaz? Is everything okay?” I squirm a little when he doesn’t answer, or even move. Did I piss him off?

“Fuck it.”

That’s the only warning I get before Kaz is on me, gripping my hips and dragging me into his lap. His hand slides into my hair, fingers gripping the strands as he drags my face to his.

“I was trying to be patient,” he says between kisses, “but you had to go licking those lithe fingers, sucking them into your mouth and making me imagine what your plump lips would look like wrapped around my cock.”

A lewd moan crawls up my throat when he pulls my head back and licks a stripe down my neck.

My hips move on their own, grinding down on his lap, seeking friction.

His hand leaves my hair to hold onto my ass, and he helps grind me back and forth over his hardness, thrusting up against my needy pussy on each pass.

“Kaz! Fuck, I?—”

“Come for me, Tabi. I want to see your face as you fall apart.” Kaz thrusts up once more and I shatter, dry humping my demon like we’re in high school—except with more orgasms. Before he can do anything more, I scramble off his lap onto the floor, kneeling between his legs.

My hands shoot forward, scrambling with the button and fly on his jeans until I can reach into his boxers and pull his cock out. Scratch that, cocks. I was right.

“Holy fuck.” The curse leaves my lips unbidden when I see that not only does he have two dicks, but they are both heavily pierced, a jacob’s ladder running up the underside of each.

Breathing heavy, Kaz apologizes. “Sorry, uh, I should have warned you. But I didn’t realize you were going to whip my dicks out like that. It was, ah, a silly thing I had done back in college after a buddy of mine— shit !”

His rambling is cut off when I lick him from base to tip on his bottom cock, tongue trailing across each of the bars until I dip it into his slit to taste the salty precum there.

Having two shafts to deal with is a new, but not unwelcome, challenge.

Sitting up a little higher on my knees, I take his top cock in my mouth, getting it nice and wet before I pull back and spit on the tip.

My hand begins to pump that shaft steadily so I can take the other cockhead into my mouth and suck.

“Tabitha, fuck. You don’t…shit. I don’t…oh gods. Fuck your mouth is heaven.” Kaz seems properly mindblown, which gives me a little ego boost. Feeling playful, I pop my mouth off his cock and replace it with my free hand so I’m pumping both shafts simultaneously.

“Are you supposed to be talking about heaven as a demon? I feel like hell is more fun.”

Kaz sits up and growls, but cuts off abruptly and whips his gaze to the floor.

Following his line of sight, I burst out laughing when I see Arlo there, glaring up at his owner, one foot pawing at his calf.

My demon just stares, stunned, then scrambles to stand.

Bending down to pick up the creature, he holds him in one hand and holds his pants up with the other.

“Sorry buddy, you gotta go.” Kaz deposits Arlo into a room off the hallway, then shuts the door. I’m still laughing when he returns, until he drags me off my knees, pressing me into the couch with his body over mine.

“Gods, you’re perfect,” he murmurs.

I look up at him. “Why?”

“That little asshole could have ruined our night, but you just laughed instead. Most people would have let it kill the mood,” he explains.

I reach down, cup his crotch and squeeze. “You think anything can stop me from trying two cocks for the first time? I’ve seen them, and I want them. Now.”

He groans, then there is a flurry of movement as we undress each other, clothes thrown all over the living room with no regard as to where they land.

When we’re finally naked, Kaz takes his seat on the couch again and urges me to straddle him.

I rock over him, his lower cock between my lips getting drenched in my slit.

His top cock hits my clit each time and, fuck that’s so good.

“Can’t wait. Need you now,” I tell him before I raise up on my knees. Kaz grips his lower cock and notches the head at my entrance. I look at him questioningly.

He chuckles. “We gotta work you up to taking both of my cocks, troublemaker. We’ll start with one, then maybe work up to me fucking this cunt and your perfect ass at the same time. Or squeezing both into your pussy…”

Kaz trails off as I sink down onto him, each barbell slipping past my entrance a new, thrilling sensation.

As soon as I’m fully seated, I start to ride him, using his shoulders as leverage.

One cock in my pussy is more than enough for now, especially when the other rubs against my clit on every glide.

My demon lets me use him, laving my nipples with his talented tongue as my pussy tightens around his shaft. My orgasm hits me out of nowhere, hard and fast, just like our fucking. Kaz grunts, my channel trying to milk the cum from his balls, but he doesn’t give in yet.

Before I finish coming, he lays me down and pulls out. His head pushes between my thighs and he sucks my clit. I grip his horns, holding on for dear life as he devours me. Kaz growls.

“Those are sensitive, troublemaker, and I don’t want to come anywhere other than in your tight cunt this time.”

Feeling bratty, I give them a stroke and Kaz cries out.

Almost in retaliation, two fingers roughly spear into me and my orgasm builds again.

This one feels different. Kaz finger fucks me ruthlessly, changing the angle until he hears me keen, then pummeling my g-spot non-stop.

He pushes on my mons with his other hand, and I realize what he’s trying to do.

“Kaz, I can’t. I’ve never…I can’t!” I wail to him as I try to squirm away. He holds fast.

“Yes you fucking can, and you will. Soak my fucking face, Tabitha. I want to be covered in your cum before I fill you with mine.”

My back arches and my head thrashes as he brings me to the edge again. A pressure unlike anything I’ve felt before builds in my core. I’m about to protest again when Kaz growls.

“Give. It. To. Me.” Each word is punctuated by a thrust of his fingers, and this time when he latches his mouth to my clit, I let go. Sure enough, my orgasm is accompanied by a gush of wetness, a scream ripping from me as I come harder than I ever have, soaking Kaz’s face just like he demanded.