Page 14 of The Halo & the Heathen
The demon holds me by the waist, tight to his chest and his tongue follows the same path his tail did before.
I am a sloppy and swollen mess.
Every stroke makes me twitch, every sensation makes me whimper.
Ineed… something.
I need more.
Grabbing his tail, I suck the tip, tasting myself on him. His cock twitches, tapping the back of my head and I moan around him.
When it starts moving on its own, I let my eyes roll back and let him fuck my throat with his tail.
God.
I could so easily forget everything.
I hate us both for that.
Demons Don’t Dream
The stones arehard against my shoulder blades and hips.
Laying on the ground, staring up at the uneven ceiling, I start to wonder if I’ll have the energy to get away from him. I don’t know how I’ll climb the stairs with my limbs this heavy.
He sits beside me, leaning over me to claw words into my skin.
I don’t know what they say. I don’t know if they’ll last.
I add them to the tally of the cost.
“Humans are such fragile things,” he says, the words laced with disgust. “Your bodies turn to ash, but the bones keep toiling.”
“Let me go and you won’t have to see that happen.”
“If I keep you, it will never happen. If I let you go…” He glances toward the cavern beyond and an opening that is red with thick clouds, but he doesn’t finish his sentence.
He rolls to his feet and lifts me up. “I want you to see what you look like.”
Holding me against him, back pressed to chest, he walks to the wall and gravity seems to shift as he places a foot on that wall and starts to walk up it. But it only shifts for him. I am still pulled downward, into his chest.
I have to pray he doesn’t drop me… but who would I pray too here?
He walks up into the darkness until we meet ourselves. Reflections on a dark clear pool that only ripples faintly against my breath.
“Look at yourself, pest.” He holds me to him, dark hand against my stained iridescent skin.
I don’t know the words and symbols scratched into my skin, but I do know that I shouldn’tlikethe way I look.
His left hand takes hold of my jaw and holds me there—as if I could turn away.
“Look at what you’ve let me do to you.”
Tail wrapping around my ankle, he moves my right leg to the side. There’s no denying I move my right, opening myself to him again.
My skin is stained wherever his cum has touched. I don’t know why I’m surprised that my pussy glitters.
“Do it again.” I’ll fuck him as many times as it takes to get that halo.
