LOGINThe lunch was served in the formal dining room, a mahogany table that could seat twenty people but was set only for six. I sat next to Mortyss, and Celeste occupied the head of the table, radiant.The food was delicious. Roasted lamb, vegetables, a red wine that William had chosen personally. The conversation flowed naturally, and I found myself laughing at the stories Celeste told.“…And then Christopher, at five years old, decided he wanted to be an astronaut. But not just any astronaut. He wanted to be the first astronaut to take a golden retriever into space.” Celeste laughed, her eyes shining. “He spent weeks training Astor to get into a cardboard box that he called the ‘spaceship.’”“Mom.” Mortyss protested, his ears turning red. “That was thirty years ago.”“And it was adorable!” Celeste ignored the protest. “He did ‘countdown’ and everything. ‘Ten, nine, eight… prepare for takeoff!’ And Astor would get in the box and wag his tail.”I imagined Mortyss as a child — or rather, Ch
The day of the lunch arrived faster than I expected.In Mortyss’s pocket dimension, time didn’t pass the same way as in the human world. The hours slipped through my fingers like water, and before I realized it, it was already Sunday.The dimension, always helpful, provided everything I needed. A new dress was hanging in the closet, navy blue, midi cut, a modest but elegant neckline. Low-heeled shoes. A pearl necklace that matched the earrings. Light makeup, hair loose in soft waves.“You look beautiful.” Mortyss murmured, standing behind me in front of the mirror. He wore a gray blazer over a white shirt, his dark hair combed back. His eyes were brown, the human disguise in place.“I’m nervous.” I admitted, smoothing the dress. “It’s your family.”“Christopher’s family.”“You know what I mean.” I turned to face him. “They are important to you. If I ruin everything…”“You won’t ruin anything.” He held my face with both hands. “You survived demons, witches, and a thousand-year-old incu
Mortyss raised my legs with a reverence that contrasted with the brutality of what we were doing.His long fingers intertwined with my toes, opening me completely, tilting my ass up so he could go even deeper.The position was obscene, me completely exposed, my pussy wet and swollen, my little asshole still dripping cum from the previous round.“Like this,” he murmured, his violet eyes fixed on mine. “Like this I can see everything. Every inch of you swallowing me.”“Do you like watching?”“I love it.”The word hung in the air between us. I love it. He had said it without thinking, referring to the act, the sight, the pleasure. But something in my chest tightened anyway.Mortyss began to thrust.Slow at first. Deep. Each entry made my back arch, each exit drew out a moan. His eyes never left mine, that intense violet, the black sclera, the pupils dilated with lust.His tail snaked across my body, wrapping around my breasts, squeezing them, massaging them. The arrow-shaped tip brushed
I pulled Evelyn’s fingers slowly out, feeling every inch of her exit. She moaned at the loss, the pink little hole winking, already a little dilated.I brought her fingers to my mouth and sucked them, one by one, without taking my eyes off her.The taste exploded on my tongue, sweet, salty, a temptation in concentrated doses that drove me to insanity. It wasn’t just the Lilim nectar. It was Evelyn.It was the taste of the woman who completely dominated me.“You are delicious.” I murmured, my voice hoarse, my eyes fixed on hers. “Every part of you. Every drop. I could spend eternity just licking you.”“Eternity is a very long time.” She replied, panting, her lips swollen and parted.“For me, it’s not enough.”I slipped a finger inside her.The entrance was more lubricated now, the fluid dripping from her pussy mixed with my precum, creating a smooth and hot slide. I moved the finger slowly, observing her expressions. Her eyes closing, her lips parting, her breathing becoming irregular.
As soon as I found myself free of the handcuffs, my hands flew to her buttocks.The soft flesh gave way under my fingers, and I gripped hard, spreading her, molding her. The skin was warm, slightly damp with sweat, and the anal plug — the damn ruby jewel — gleamed under the dim lamplight when my thumbs pulled her cheeks apart.“You are so…” My voice failed. The words were insufficient.“So what?” Evelyn looked over her shoulder, her golden eyes provocative.“So fucking perfect it hurts.”I touched the base of the plug with the tip of my index finger. The ruby stone was warm, heated by her body. I circled the object slowly, applying minimal pressure, and she moaned, a low and drawn-out sound that made my cock pulse against the inside of her thighs.“Do you like this?” I asked, my eyes fixed on hers. “Do you like feeling me here?”“Yes…” Her voice was a whisper. “With you it’s different.”“Different how?”“More intense. More…” She swallowed hard when I pushed the plug an inch deeper. “M
As soon as I found myself free of the handcuffs, my hands flew to her buttocks.The soft flesh gave way under my fingers, and I gripped hard, spreading her, molding her. The skin was warm, slightly damp with sweat, and the anal plug — the damn ruby jewel — gleamed under the dim lamplight as my thumbs pulled her cheeks apart.“You are so…” My voice failed. Words were insufficient.“So what?” Evelyn looked over her shoulder, her golden eyes provocative.“So fucking perfect it hurts.”I touched the base of the plug with the tip of my index finger. The ruby stone was warm, heated by her body. I circled the object slowly, applying minimal pressure, and she moaned, a low and drawn-out sound that made my cock pulse against the inside of her thighs.“Do you like this?” I asked, my eyes fixed on hers. “Do you like feeling me here?”“Yes…” Her voice was a whisper. “With you it’s different.”“Different how?”“More intense. More…” She swallowed hard when I pushed the plug an inch deeper. “More ev
The Rockefeller mansion was in the Upper East Side, a limestone manor that occupied an entire block with its symmetrical facade and tall windows.I parked the black Mercedes in the circular driveway and sat for a moment, hands on the wheel, eyes fixed on the mahogany door.I hated coming here.Not
Nox, in his black cat form, meowed at my feet and wrapped himself around my legs, his dilated pupils following my every movement.“Ready to meet Jess?” I asked, bending down to scratch behind his ears.He emitted a purr that vibrated against my fingers. Ready, he seemed to say. But will she think I’
“Do you feel this?” He growled against my lips, his hips pressing against mine. His cock was hard, huge, pulsing against my thigh. “Do you feel what you do to me?”“I feel it…” My voice was a whisper. “You’re… so hard…”“Because of you.” He licked my neck, the forked tongue passing over the bite ma
I woke up with something soft brushing against my face.I blinked, still dizzy with sleep, and came face to face with two huge black eyes staring at me from inches away.Nox was lying on the pillow next to mine, his furry tail swinging slowly while he touched my cheek with one of his four pointed e







