“What are you doing?” he asks with a grin.
I shrug.
“I thought I’d check what kind of friendly creature would like to give us a hand tonight.”
Lucian chuckles, and I fold my ring finger, stabbing myself with the edge of my knife-shaped engagement ring. The heat inside me comes to a boil, and I take a deep breath as a new eldritch creature possesses my body and stretches its limbs inside me.
Master.
Its voice—or images, as is the case with eldritch creatures—feels foreign and distinct. Which tells me I’ve never been possessed by it before.
Welcome, I say in my head, and the creature vibrates with pleasure.
One thing I’ve learned about the eldritch monsters is that they’re as insatiable as I am. Anything I want to do, they want todo. Whether that’s to kill someone or fuck Lucian, they’re game. They’re primal creatures driven purely by instinct.
Who is this hunk of a demon?
My fiancé, I answer.Care to join us?
Oh yes, Master. I’m happy to assist.
The hairs on my body tense as the creature ripples through me and replaces my human skin with dark-blue scales and inhuman ridges.
Lucian pauses and looks at me. I follow his gaze as he navigates my body with his intense eyes and slides down to take hold of my cock. My cock is now blue, scaly, and twice the size, with two bulbous knots along my length.
He smirks and looks up at me as he takes me into his mouth. Shivers run down my spine at the mere touch of his tongue.
Mmm, wet and tasty, the creature says, and I close my eyes for a moment only to realize that yes, indeed, Lucian can taste me, and I can taste him back.
I don’t know how, but I stopped wondering half a dozen monsters ago, so I just welcome the new sensation and thrust into his mouth.
Lucian does his best to accommodate me, but the poor guy can only take me up to the first knot before he chokes.
“I love itssss.” A long, thin tongue comes out of my mouth and makes me hiss as I speak.
It’s red and split, a fact Lucian notices immediately.
“You’re so yummy tonight,” he says and pushes himself back up to me.
I open my mouth to receive him, and he slides his tongue in. I start a wet tangle of a dance. The split ends feel strange. Different.
“I…I want your tongue in my ass. Now, darling boy.” Lucian turns and sits on my face but wastes no time taking my throbbing cock into his mouth.
“Naughty demon,” says the creature through me, and I have to agree.
Lucian knows how to make me want him more and more every day, with every touch, every gasp. Every moan.
I flick my tongue between his cheeks, and it slaps against his tight pink hole, leaving behind a trail of slick that makes him shiver.
I do it again, and the third time, I push into him. His muscle tightens around my tongue, and I flick the ends inside him. His sweet juices taste like the nectar of the gods.
Lucian tightens his lips around the first knot on my cock and groans. I feel it echo through his body. I feel it tremble on my tongue. I feel it inside me and know it won’t take more to come undone. I’m so close. I don’t know how to hold on.
Oh, I know…
I feel my cock grow in length again, and the sensations numb a touch.
“Fuck!” Lucian groans. “How did you do that?”
