Crave: A Collection Of Wicked Desires
“Suck this demon cock like you mean it. Show me how bad you want to be fucked.”
I leaned forward, my breath shaky, and licked the tip, tasting the salty-sweet precum. It was hot, almost burning, and the flavor—smoke and spice, like his kiss—made me moan. His tail flicked behind him, brushing my shoulder, warm and smooth, urging me on. I wrapped my lips around the head, stretching my jaw to take him in. He was so thick, filling my mouth completely, the ridges catching on my tongue as I swirled it along his length.
“Fuck, yes,” he groaned, his hand tangling in my hair.
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