Page 86 of Wicked Magik

“I very much,” I began, “would take you as this. I crave you as you are.”

Oryx growled and lowered his head to mine. He pressed his body next to me and put his hand at my groin. He huffed and rubbed at my erection and groaned. “Prove it. Prove that you want me as I am.”

Oryx's snout brushed against my cheek, his warm breath trailing down my neck. I reached out, running my hand along his chest, feeling the skin under my fingers. This was what I longed for, so intensely, so desperately. I understood his intentions—he was testing how much I desired him, even if all he had was just this body.

I wished to let him know that I had another body for him, so he wouldn't have to continue living this way. Still, I needed to show him that I desired his soul regardless of the vessel he was in.

He could choose the new body or remain in the current one; it didn't matter to me anymore. All I wanted was to be with him.

My hands glided over his body, tracing the coarse hair along his abdomen. He inhaled sharply as I pulled down his trousers. The horns I had bestowed upon him were from an incubus, meant to amplify his desire, and now that he understood the nature of intimacy, he could sustain it for hours.

It was fortunate that he could have both me and Vesper.

The tip of my shaft dripped with anticipation as I envisioned him taking us both, having his way with us. I tugged down his trousers and instead of his length springing free, it gradually appeared, the suction cups near the base of his shaft searching for something or someone to latch onto.

“Don’t waste time,” Oryx groaned and grabbed his heavy balls. “It hurts.”

I knelt down and noticed the dark, black fluid trickling down his shaft. Without hesitation, I licked him from the base of his balls, gliding past the suction cups that tried to latch onto me, to the tip of his large head.

The flavor was musky, reminiscent of licorice.

Oryx gasped and grabbed my hair, pulling the tie out from it and let my hair dangle around my face. “Are you going to let me use you like you used me?”

I whined into his cock.

I did use him.

It was his turn.

Oryx let me get used to his cock before his hips jerked. He growled when it hit the back of my throat as I gagged.

His grip tightened in my hair, guiding my head as he began to thrust in earnest, his cock pulsing and writhing with a life of its own. The suckers along his shaft clung to my tongue and the inside of my cheeks, creating a strange, intense sensation that sent waves of pleasure coursing through me.

I relaxed my throat, taking him deeper, eager to prove my devotion.

My eyes blurred as I held onto him, the air thick with heat. I let him lead, surrendering to the desire between us, to the wordless hunger that neither of us could deny. I wanted him to have every part of me, even if that meant humiliating me.

Oryx's breath came in ragged pants, his body trembling.

"Veylor," he groaned, his voice a low rumble. "Your mouth... it’s good." His hips moved faster, his cock swelling and throbbing with each thrust.

I could feel his desperation, his raw, primal need, and I was more than willing to surrender to it.

This was different. Usually I was the one in control, while he was submissive. Experiencing his wild, untamed side was a fresh change, and I found myself enjoying it. It felt nice not having to take the lead.

Suddenly, he pulled away, his cock popping out of my mouth with a wet sound. I looked up at him, questioning, but he simply grabbed me by the shoulders and hauled me to my feet. His breath was wild, his chest heaving. "I need more," he growled. "I need to be inside you."

I nodded, completely terrified.

He was large, and I don’t know if I could take it.

His claws ripped the clothes from my body. My cock was aching as it stood at attention.

Oryx watched, his long tongue swiped across his maw. When I was finally naked, he grabbed me again, his hands rough and demanding. He turned me around, pushing me face-first against the wall.

I braced myself, spreading my legs wide. Oryx's body pressed against mine, his cock sliding between my ass cheeks. His warm cum wasn’t enough, I knew this would be tight, he was large but I had to be strong, this was for him.

Oryx’s breath was hot as he breathed against my skin. He shook his skull when the head of his cock pushed against my asshole.