“Ten minutes after I clocked in, I found a stiff—I truly hope it’s not a sign of something bad.” She titled her head, gazing into my eyes. Her expression resembled one I had used to my advantage: possibility.
Nice people finish last because go-getters usually avoid helping them. As a demon, being emotionally needed had become a contradiction to my species. On the other hand, in order to achieve my soul quota, I would have to do whatever I could to achieve my task.
“I’m sorry if I’m being chatty; I usually am after work. So … what’s your name?” She scooted closer to caress my breast.
Panic struck me when I considered spilling the truth; however, I couldn’t risk scaring her away. Frankly, I had to work her interest to my advantage. I needed to collect souls, but I also needed a home. Honestly, I lacked the desire for temporary sleeping quarters. I needed a secure place, somewhere to rest after my soul-collecting. As much as I enjoyed sexual pleasures, I had to control my hunger and desire to feast and harvest spirits—at least when it involved Olive.
If only I could have had that willpower when I invaded Scarlet’s vessel.
“My boyfriend sold all my possessions—except for my truck. Other than that, I’m pretty much homeless.” I stretched the truth, using what I could squeeze from Ivy’s scant memory bank.
I teethed at my lips, waiting for a sympathetic response. “Whoa! Well, I mean, I’ve already gotten you off and you seem nice. I see no harm in you staying here … at least until you can find your own place.” Her lips dimpled at the corners as a hint of a smile smoothed out her full lips.
“Aww. You’re so sweet. I truly appreciate it.” I feathered my manicured fingernails from her collar bone down to her clit.
Soft, whimpered moans escaped from her quivering mouth as I ignited her desire. Olive inched closer against me, squeezing my thigh as she reached her climax. “Your boyfriend made a mistake letting you go.” Her fingers roamed from my thigh up to my face. “What’s your name?” Her chestnut eyes stared, searching for an answer I hesitated to give.
While I continued in Naples, I would need to remain within Ivy’s vessel. Otherwise, I would have risked a possible exorcism. Returning to hell, to be Thadeus’s dog, loomed and plagued my thoughts.
No matter what, I had to win the soul-collecting game.
“You don’t have to be shy with me. I’ve already made you mine.” Olive kicked out her sleek leg as she stretched across my taut stomach, planking above me. She lowered herself, spreading tender kisses that pressed a delicate heat against my chin. “There’s something about you … that seems so familiar.” She lowered her weight onto me and then rushed my hands above my head, pinning them with a firm, single-handed grip. Her warmth rubbed against mine, building a torturous inferno-like hotness. My nipples hardened under Olive’s sensational teasing fingers.
“Uh … My name is Ivy,” I moaned as my core tightened beneath her.
“I could do this … All. Night. Long.” She released my wrist, rushing her palms from my arms down to my knees before she slinked to the floor and stared up at me.
“You can stay here—as long as you want to.” She dipped her tongue deep inside, viciously wiggling against my hidden walls. My back arched as she held my thighs open … and I instantly knew I had found my temporary home.
Hours of orgasmic exploration passed before Olive shut off the lights. She’d quickly curled up next to me and then began snoring within minutes. Satisfied and exhausted, my bare body stretched away from her. A grin spread on my lips as I remembered finger-banging her until she begged me to stop. She hadn’t questioned why I couldn’t lick her back; she just accepted my vicious fingering. Olive’s soft snores hummed to my right while I grew restless.
I needed to collect souls ASAP.
Regardless of how I felt for Thadeus, his threatening to restrain me like a dog … No. I had to achieve my quota to maintain my mild freedom. I recognized that I couldn’t stay next to Olive and continue as her good girlfriend, since I had to hunt and harvest spirits.
With my mind made up, I quickly willed Ivy’s vessel to sleep before I expelled myself from her form. For a few minutes, I briefly lurked, watching as they soundly slept. From a corner in the room, I tightly closed my eyes and focused on the townhouse complex. My concentration wandered as I mentally searched for possible souls to consume.
I swiftly discovered that Olive’s neighbors consisted of mostly roommates. Luck had favored me when I noticed that her next-door neighbors soundly slept in their beds: three thick cocks, ready to be taken. I rapidly fixated on the first roommate as I blinked from Olive’s playroom and into the neighboring townhouse. If I’d been visible, then I would have startled the six-foot-something hunkster who slept with a small nightstand light.
Seriously, a night-light? Ha.
He rolled over, squirming his back on his full-sized bed. As I had in the past, with my ex-boyfriend David, I willed myself to transform into my human form. To my disappointment, I lacked the power to fully transition. However, I felt relieved to have reduced the size of my enormous wings.
With the intent of a tigress hunting her prey, I stalked from the corner I had entered and graciously slinked onto my victim’s bed. His defined legs spread wide as his thick man-meat pressed against the thin jade-colored bedsheets. My eyes sealed shut as I telepathically connected to his brain waves. I watched in sheer amusement as his cock hardened, pitching his sheet into an erect tent.
“Mmm,” he moaned as I massaged his bare, muscular legs until I worked my way to his granite-hard cock.
“Whoa! Who-the-fuck? What the FUCK are you?” His shamrock eyes gaped up at me, just as my fingers encircled his hefty offering. His facial expression changed from shocked to intrigued when a mischievous smirk formed on my lips.
“I’m a cock-sucking fairy—and you’re totally dreaming.” My inflamed gaze reflected from his dazed stare.
“Enjoy,” I ordered before I licked from his veiny shaft to his plump tip.
“Yes. I. Will.” His normal tone vanished as a robotic voice strung from his vocal cords.
My mouth watered as I devoured him deep into my throat while his cock painfully stretched my lips. His moans intensified with each slurp from my tense lips and stroke from my ruthless tongue. I stopped and slowly released him from my oral grasp.
“Nooo,” he whined while disappointment creased his sable brows. “Don’t stop, sweet fairy. This is the most magical sucking I’ve ever had. Don’t-ever-stop.” His human tone returned, just as he ran his trimmed nails through my silver hair. He cupped my neck and gently urged me to continue.
Taking his soul would be the easiest one, thus far.
My sore lips and tongue worked, like a power-squad, pulling his soul deep into me. “What’s … happening … to me?” He tried but failed to squirm away from my python grip. I watched with delight while his once copper skin dulled to a meek greyish hue. I swallowed his soul deep down into my internal fire pit, then I shoved him on his back. His eyes had a lifeless glare as I crawled towards his navel.
“What’s your name?” I questioned before I straddled his wide hips.
“Felix.” He lacked the excitement he once had when I started his ending. His gaze lacked any hope or any will to live.
Without a soul, my victims had become my bleak puppets: breathing, functional carcasses.
“Do you like that?” I teasingly lowered myself onto his stiff rod. His body reacted accordingly, but his emotionless face had begun to kill my mood.
With each of my swift, seductress movements, Felix throbbed deeper within me. I increased my speed, bucking and slamming against him until he pulsated within my warm, giving hole. Again, he completed inside of me; but his stare lacked satisfaction and it had me in a funk. I pushed myself off him, then leaned closer to stare into his eyes as his cream streamed down my thighs.
“You will continue as if you hadn’t ever met me—live life as usual. Got it?” I gav
e his cheek a gentle slap before his dimwitted face nodded in agreement.
Poor fucker.
I used his sheets to clean myself before I slinked off his bed, then strolled towards the bedroom door. With my eyes sealed shut, I allowed my mind to wander, testing whose soul to consume next. Felix’s roommates shared similar thoughts, as if they had bi-curious moments together: each had the other in their sexualized dreams, but each with a different woman.
Hm. A threesome? Don’t mind if I do.
I crept out of Felix’s room and stood in the hallway while I released my mind control to awaken one roommate. Minutes later, a door creaked open and a boxer-wearing, thin-framed shadow tip-toed into the room next to Felix’s. Like before, I shut my eyes and blinked into a corner of the roommates’ room. With my impeccable night vision, I mind-controlled Felix’s friends.
Ohh—yeaaah! Kate likes.
I tensed with delight as the thin-framed guy sauntered toward his sleeping lover. His hand trailed from the other’s ankle up to the sheet-covered limp dick. My heart raced with every increased beat from theirs.
“Art, what are you doin’, bro?” The sleeping bud, flung the sheets off his chest as he gave Art a puzzled glare.
“We’ve shared so many women, Amus. Why keep denying it? It’s time we please each other.” Art crept his hand under the remaining sheet, and his lover didn’t reject him.
“I wasn’t sure … if this … would ever happen,” Amus groaned as Art stroked his cock while he lowered himself to his knees.
Desire radiated from my drenched clam while I relished with pleasure as I watched Amus guide Art onto the bed. Art’s growth slapped Amus’s chest as they shifted into a giving position.
Each mouth-filled moan soaked my thighs while the slurping melody hardened my nipples. My lust-filled hunger became agonizing as my teeth grazed at my lip. I released another wave of mind control before I stalked towards the two lovers.
Without a word, I combed my fingers through their wavy hair until I penetrated their minds with my shameless desire. “Take me,” I whispered, and they instantly separated from one another. An explosive flame irrupted on my skin when their calloused palms roamed all over me. Four hands sensually teased and pleased me as we toppled onto Amus’s bed.
Art brusquely filled my drenched clam with his propeller tongue while Amus enclosed my nipples with his supple mouth. Friction and desire drove our every move as I became the center of their attention. Each lover had me quivering beneath their touch and when I’d had enough, I telepathically held them down on Amus’s bed.
“Art, continue as you have.” I straddled his face before I pulled Amus’s arm until he stood before me. My pending satisfaction built with each of Art’s lingual thrashes. With a firm grip, I yanked the other’s meaty dick towards my mouth. In a brazen second, I quickly lost my control as my core burned with tension. Amus’s excited cock greeted my vicious mouth and within minutes, I slurped his soul right out of him—just as I creamed all over Art’s chin.
“On your knees.” I nudged at Art’s shoulder until he did as I commanded.
I backed onto Amus’s firm cock and, just like Felix, Amus lacked verbal excitement.
My firm ass pressed snug against his pelvis until I grabbed at his hands to hold onto my hips.
“Come to me.” I yanked Art’s average cock into my mouth, and bounced on Amus while I sucked the soul out of his buddy.
For the second time since I’d become a soul-collector, I climaxed, as I took in my fifth soul of the night. I pushed off of Amus and away from Art.
“Sleep,” I whispered, observing them as they collapsed on the bed.
Leisurely, mocking claps caused me to jerk my attention to a dark corner in the room. “When I assigned your soul-collecting task, I thought it would be a punishment. But I see that you are … resourceful.” Thadeus’s significant frame shifted in the lightless bedroom.
“If you let me, I can show you just how resourceful I can be.” I licked my lips as I remembered how he filled and stretched my mouth. My lustful hunger drove my mind wild with images of him drilling me deep while I dug my nails into his rock-hard ass.
“Do not fantasize of me—you will never achieve that dream.” He vanished before I had an opportunity to rebut.
In seven days, I had consumed all the souls in Olive’s townhouse complex: over ten notches had etched on my collar. During the day, any signs of my true form had been neatly concealed by Ivy’s body. Kissy Face Olive quickly grew on me, and I developed a liking to our nightly sexual routine: make each other continuously shake with satisfaction before I ventured out to harvest spirits. I’d never lived with a girlfriend since I’d had mostly bi-curious flings, but I’d become fond of Olive.
Several nights had past, and I remained concerned by Thadeus’s watchful eyes. I’d always felt his presence, but he’d never questioned or demanded that I end my budding relationship with Olive.
My mind continued distracted by conflicting thoughts of my commander and my sex toy. I mindlessly reached for two plates out of the kitchen cabinet then noticed Olive glance in my direction before she returned to our scrambled eggs in a copper pan.
“Are you ready for tonight?” She glanced at me then reduced the stove-eye’s temperature.
I hadn’t celebrated St. Patrick’s Day in years, but Olive insisted that we book a hotel and partake in Naples’s pub-crawl.
“Smile, Ivy—it’s just beer and fun.” Her flawless grin grew wide as she scooped equal egg portions onto our plates while I gathered our tea mugs. I faked a smirk until she turned to guide us to the plain coffee-table. We snuggled up close, cross-legged and knee-to-knee as we silently ate our food. I had to eat to keep Ivy’s body alive. However, with each day that had passed . . . I’d noticed Ivy’s health declining.
“A soulless body cannot survive long.” Thadeus’s warm breath brushed against my neck.
I immediately stiffened and sealed my lips as I knew Olive couldn’t see him. To avoid drawing her gaze, I slowly glanced over my shoulder. My heartrate accelerated when I noticed his significant frame perched and commanding my attention from Olive’s hideous brown sofa.
He leaned forward, teasingly running a claw along my neck, down my shoulder, and to my bicep. Goosebumps instantly formed all over my skin as my nipples hardened from his touch. I wore a halter-top and short-shorts, and yet I felt as if I could have burned to death from how hot he made me feel. I ignored him and fought to contain my desire as long as I physically could by forking several helpings of eggs into my mouth.
Now who’s hard-to-get?
Yet, he kept pestering me. Without even glancing at him, I reached to Olive and sent a telepathic command for her to sleep. Like a tranquilized animal, she rapidly fell against the sofa.
“What are you doing?” I scurried to my feet, using Thadeus’s ripped thighs as my stabilizer. Or maybe I just needed to touch him to make sure that I hadn’t created a delusion that he would finally consider me as something other than a stupid pet.
My eyes immediately squinted when I noticed a sinister smile spread on his devilish lips.
Full, tempting lips that I desperately needed to taste.
“Your salacious thoughts and behavior have significantly intrigued me. Kate, I cannot function without memories of your offering overpowering my mind. Everything has become you. I can only think of you.” His massive hands rubbed at his thighs while his charcoal eyes inflamed with a fervent lust. In an instant, Thadeus’s hypnotic gaze lured me to him.
I knew I’d win.
My I-won-him-and-now-he’s-mine grin stretched past my eyes as I reached and traced waves of desire onto his tense thighs. His most impressive growth pitched his kilt until the leather fabric fell and revealed his awaiting cock. Thadeus impulsively stroked himself while his eyes indulged on my barely covered body.
“Show your true form, Kate.” His voice shot an intense shock wave of unmanageable pleasure. My core ached
for him while I weakened, watching him increase the speed on his veiny shaft and bulging tip.
In a blink, I surrendered Ivy’s body, placing it next to Olive. My nipples hardened and my bare skin felt scorched with desire as I kneeled before his vein-filled dick.
“Please me as you did before.” His wolf-like teeth creased on his bottom lip as I rushed my hands up his smooth, firm knees until I reached his awaiting cock. Our gaze fixated on one another while I licked my lips before thrusting his fat cock deep into my throat.
Every oral-thrust, slurp, and tongue-lashing on his ready-to-blow man-meat had my thighs soaked and urging to straddle his ample offering. I jumped when a deep monstrous growl hummed from his throat as his claws lightly combed through my hair. Everything became a blur as my overpowering lust grew within me while I orally claimed and dominated his swelling cock.
“Yes. Ahhh. You are the best at this,” he hissed as his moans urged me to indulge his satisfaction. My speed spontaneously increased while my throat and mouth ached from his size, but I continued—building his climax.
“I grow close … Ahh … take me all in. All of me.” His thighs trembled as I pushed him past my tonsils while my hands gripped, stroking his pending load.
When he began to violently probe into my esophagus, I rushed a hand to his sack and massaged him until he tensed and released a throaty growl. Satisfaction hurried through me as his hot cream coated my throat. Yet, I continued latched on—draining all of him.
I suddenly detached from his man-meat when he hurried his huge hands, lifting as he cupped my arms, boosting me. I wrapped my legs around his wide waist as my saturated desire exploded when his sinfully delicious cock invaded my drenched, yearning clam.
Oh, fuck—did I just cum? Just like that? Oh, he wins. He’s the winner.
“I will leave you never wanting anyone—but me.” His horns collided with mine as his claws cradled my ass. My small frame fit perfectly on top of his thick, chiseled body. Each thrust launched me into a euphoric bliss. Waves of blinding gratitude squeezed around him as every other filling jolt shook me into an orgasmic seizure.
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