I'll Eat You Up Novels & Stories

Nate pauses a bit and then starts belting: “I’m gonna take my horse to that restaurant. I’m gonna eat ’til I can’t no more. Take my horse to that restaurant. I’m gonna eat ’til I can’t no more.” “Poor horsey,” Francine mumbles. “It came into the restaurant and never came back out.” “Exactly,” Nate says, and they all laugh.

He was supposed to be eating also. “ I want to watch you as you eat” I rolled my eyes. “ There is no way that I will be able to eat if you are going to stare at me that way” “ There is nothing wrong, besides, how am I staring at you?” “ Like you can't wait to eat me, like I am a delicacy sampled out for you to have a taste” He nodded. “ Yes, I can't wait to eat you, but you aren't sampled out for me to eat. You should eat, I would like to get used to this”

Lance nonchalantly offered me a slice of cake. I didn't take it. Instead, I said, "No thanks. I'm allergic to butter." Only Lucinda liked her cake this buttery. He awkwardly set the slice back down. I checked the time and asked pointedly, "So, what's the purpose of this visit? I'd like to get to bed as early as possible. I have a train to catch tomorrow." He lifted his head sharply. "Why?"

Maybe there will be leftovers for me to steal from her tomorrow. The lunch she made me and my crew today was abso-fucking-lutely fan-frickin-tastic. We didn’t work half as hard after lunch, all of us were too full from overfilling ourselves. I hope she feeds us like that for the rest of the week. I’m glad I was liberal with timing for the roof repairs. We may actually need until Friday to get it done if she feeds us like that every day.

Her smile widened, and a mischievous sparkle lit her eyes as she finished, “…eat it all.” The two men stared at her, dumbfounded. “Eat it?” “That’s right, eat it!” Suzy nodded, looking perfectly serious. “Didn’t you both want a chance? Here’s your chance. Whoever finishes their pile first wins.” “Let’s see if this doesn’t put an end to your nonsense,” she thought.

Good girl, I could remember him saying with a throaty laugh before his mouth claimed mine. Back to the game, little Juno? Are you curious about what it would be? The game is called I bite... and you scream my name louder than last time. The moment he sank his fangs into me and claimed me replayed so vividly that I broke into a sweat. I felt my body responding with a kind of heat that overwhelmed me. I could feel it again—the ache, the pressure, and that dizzying rush of being fucked so deeply and completely. Pleasure, longing, and a flicker of fear tangled in my stomach.

Maeve’s POV I had never touched another woman's pussy before, much less eaten one. I had been eaten out several times and I knew what I wanted to enjoy. I knew what I liked and the moment I touched her privates with my mouth I knew what I had to do.

Gray motion to the food holding back a laugh. I throw away my nervousness at the aroma of the lasagna , grilled beef and spicy chicken. I take a deep breath and pick up my fork to eat. He wasn't eating , just watching me. " You're not eating." " I'm fine." " No you're not. You should eat something, you need it." I say. He smiles and takes in my gaze. " Then you're feeding me." " What ?" I chuckle."That's not happening." "Why ?"

He chuckled. "Want to make bet?" I asked. "I'm listening." "Whoever eats this jalapeno, without a drink in between bites, will do whatever they want." I got closer to him and whispered, "That also includes sex." "Prepare to lose, baby girl." "We'll see." I ended up losing, man that was some hot spicy jalapeno. I took a picture of him eating the last piece of jalapeno. never a dull moment with him. "Can't wait to have you later for dessert, the things I'm going to do to you." He told me while pinning me down on the couch.

They sold their previous one and now live closer to my aunt's. I think I've caught up everyone in what has happened in the last 18 years. "Princess, breakfast." Mom yelled. "Coming." I said as I grabbed my backpack and then went to the kitchen. "Morning." I gave them a hug. "Morning, Mel." They said. I sat at the table and started to eat my breakfast. Yes I eat because I enjoy my human food. I love blood, but breakfast has always been my favorite meal and I like to chew instead of just sipping.