Page 29 of The Good Char (Soul Taker)

KIMMY

Did he just—

Did he just pass gas?

He crawled up my body and I patted him on his back. “It’s okay. It happens to the best of us. It’s only natural.”

I tried my best to comfort him. After all, I didn’t want his embarrassment to derail our little tryst. To be honest, I was the one that was embarrassed.

The furthest I went with anyone was a fumbling third base with Jim when we were juniors in high school.

That and listening to all of Cindy’s wild, detailed tales.

“What?” he mumbled, licking my stomach and giving me goosebumps.

I lifted my head up to comfort him again when my entire body froze at the sight in front of me. “M-Mr. Dzik.”

He nipped my skin and crawled up to lick my shoulder. “It’s Dzik. Say it with me, Kimmy. Dzik.”

I tentatively cradled his face and reached up to touch the quadruple horns that now protruded out of his head in a curve, intertwining in different directions. “Dzik…you have horns.”

He snapped his head up and something whipped my outer thigh.

I squealed and he covered my mouth again with his hand before he looked over himself and cursed under his breath.

When he pulled his hand away from my mouth and turned it over, some of his knuckles were busted and spikes protruded out the back of his hand, revealing skin a very familiar color to our wieners.

“What’s happening, Dzik? Are you okay? Do I need to call the police? Do I need to call area fifty one?” My concern quickly rocket launched beyond anxiety. I was flat freaking out.

He growled before slamming his mouth on mine and a very different tongue entered into me.

I was already hot and bothered and the touch of fear growing within me took my arousal to new heights.

I knew I was a freak on the inside with my love for movies like The Black Lagoon.

Whoever said they weren’t attracted to that monster was a liar.

Cindy used to tell me how she would diddle herself to thoughts of him back in high school.

That only led me down a road to do the same.

“Dzik, I—” I didn’t know what else to say. When was opening time anyway?

His long tongue dove down my throat and I gagged.

He groaned as if he could barely contain himself as he pulled his tongue back to wrap around mine seductively.

My breast felt heavy and tender against his body the more he rubbed himself against me.

He was such a large man to begin with but whatever was happening right now made him feel so much larger.

“Your mouth has caused me nothing but grief, Kimmy. And now it tortures me. Do you like how you taste?” he panted against my lips. “I could tie you to this mound and feast on you until you beg me to take your soul.”

Sweet lord, who was this man? Was he even a man at all?

As if he read my mind, he grinded his dick against me and I gasped in surprise. This was not the same as I felt earlier. It left a trail of wetness on my inner thigh as ridges and something else that was moving. Or maybe it was me who was squirming?

“Do you have protection?” I panted against his mouth. Dzik refused to let me up for air as he continued to give me drugging kisses. All my senses were overtaken by everything that was him. I couldn’t think straight.

He pulled away from me and his eyes glowed an eerie mix of yellows and browns and I was mesmerized. Did I think he was handsome before?

“I left my battle axe back home,” he replied. I scrunched my face and he chuckled deliciously against my cheek. I blushed in response. “But I brought another beast in its stead.”

I was going to end up pregnant. My mother was right.

It didn’t matter that I was creeping toward my mid twenties.

The man was too virile. I couldn’t convince myself to push him off me.

Not when his hands were worshiping my body with his caresses along my sides and breasts.

Both guilt and shame coursed through me as well as a thrill of the forbidden, especially because he was so much older and my boss.

What would it feel like with him buried deep inside of me?

When his tongue stretched out to lave at my nipple and pull it, I moaned and wrapped my arms around him tighter. If Cindy were here, she’d tell me you only live once. And she was right.

“Open your legs for me, Kimmy, before I tear you in two. You’re going to take me either way.”

What if I wanted him to? It sounded appealing. My old ex Jim had only rubbed his dick against me skin to skin. It couldn’t be that much different, right?

“I’m so horny for you right now,” I told him. It was the truth. I didn’t know if it was unsexy to say, but there it was.

“Then open wider for me, my little flesh morsel. I’m going to make sure every male around you knows exactly who you belong to.”

Oh sweet heaven above.

When the large, bulbous head of his cock pressed against the apex of my legs, I tried my best to relax myself but when the skin of his shoulder began to stretch apart like string cheese, I got distracted and tightened up.

He groaned against my shoulder, licking it and grazing it with teeth that were much too sharp to be human.

“D. I-I’m nervous. I’ve never?—”

“—copulated with a demon before. Good. And no other demon will touch you but me.” He ended his sentence with a thrust and I could feel my pussy stretch deliciously around him to the brim.

“I can’t. You’re too—” I was blabbering at this point. It was uncomfortable but I didn’t want him to stop. My hands clawed at his back and I swore it felt like my nails were coming away with more of his flesh as ridged skin and spikes broke through his skin.

“You will, little carrion.” He thrusted again and my body was forced to accommodate his size.

Did he just say he cared for me? I didn’t have time to think about when I was distracted by his tongue laving my jaw right before he grabbed my chin and forced my face toward his for another kiss.

It was drugging and I was under his spell, very much a willing participant to see where we were going from here.

He surged his hips forward and swallowed my cries as he buried himself to the hilt, making me feel like he was going to come out of my throat.

My stomach was distended and I could feel something pushing against it.

I screeched but he stuck his very inhuman finger into my mouth and distracted me once again from what he was doing.

And whatever it was, made me feel so good.

I was euphoric as he continued to thrust into me at a harsh pace.

When he pulled his finger out and pushed the back of my thighs up, I thought I would pass out from his invasion.

I couldn’t anticipate my body convulsing from the orgasm that hit me like a ton of bricks.

I jerked so hard, we both fell onto the floor in a pile of limbs, but he didn’t stop.

Dzik simply turned me onto my stomach and lifted my butt into the air as he inserted himself and continued to pound into my tender flesh.

Hands reached over and grabbed my breasts.

Hands slid down my sides and grabbed my hips.

I was suddenly so overstimulated, I lost count of what was touching me.

Pleasure began to climb in tune to his rapid pace when his fingers crept to the apex of my legs and began to play with my clit.

I couldn’t fight the ecstasy, the top half of my body fell forward and my hands clawed at the tiled floor as a splash gushed between us with him still inside.

Oh god. Did he come? Did I pee myself? What just happened.

Dizk groaned and agonizingly slowed his thrusts, as my body went through waves and waves of an orgasm that wanted to kill me. Tears flooded the floor as I mewled and arched my back, wanting to pull away and craving more all at once.

Dzik leaned over and covered my body, trailing kisses along my shoulder blade. “My little carrion is a squirter. It burns me that you wanted to mark me the same way I’m going to mark you.”

Is that what it was? Embarrassment consumed me as he quickly pulled out, making me squirt again before invading me with another thrust.

“I’m going to breed you, my little carrion. I’m going to fill you with my spawn,” he panted.

Before I could cry out for him to stop torturing me, he increased his pace, sliding me across the floor until he groaned and snarled, biting down on my shoulder as my body was thrown into another orgasm I didn’t think I could take.

My body limply fell to its side as I tried to catch my breath, darkness threatening my vision.

Voices came from the other side of the wall but it all sounded like a low buzz as Dzik pulled my body against his and began to nuzzle the back of my head, occasionally licking the wound on my shoulder that was throbbing.

“Hey! Are you open today? I want a corndog!” was the last thing I heard as my tired body gave into the encroaching void of slumber.