“I love witches.” Maximino murmurs sticking his tongue in my mouth and fucking me again. He stays hard forever. I enjoy every touch, every stroke, every kiss, right down to the individual droplets of sweat that we work up between us. I love it all.
“Maximino.” My plea for mercy and plea for more intertwine and get lost together. He knows my body better than I do. He touches me and kisses me in places that I never considered before. His tongue pushes into my bottom hole darting in and out. A moan escapes me. What am I doing? He is sliding a finger in and out of my pussy as he licks my ass. His finger isn’t enough. It is not nearly enough to fill the emptiness in my pussy. I want him in there. I want him there so badly. He kisses my ass cheeks before raising himself to align his body with mine. He locks his arm around my waist in a vice like grip and he gives me what I want. Maximino covers my mouth with his hand and slams into my ass instead. My body goes into shock. This is unnatural. It hurts like hell. He doesn’t pause.
“You’ve never been fucked in the ass before have you? It’s too late to stop now. It feels too good. Am I hurting you? So, what? This is what witches are good for. Taking dick.”
This is wrong. It hurts so damn bad. It’s exciting. Everything about him is exciting even when it hurts. I close my eyes and I take it. I scream behind his hand with every thrust. He raises goosebumps when he speaks to me in a language that I doubt many understand. They are soft words. Sweet words between secret lovers. Max rolls me over onto my back. His hand circles my throat as he enters my ass again.
“I want you to watch me cum. Look at me, witch. Your sweet ass is as tight as your mouth when you suck me off. No wonder you have men fighting over you. Watch me cum in your ass, Witch. They will never be me. None will ever compare to me.”
I watch his face contort in pain. It feels so good, it hurts. I watch him cum. He watches me cum. We watch each other cum. Maximino falls beside me breathing hard. He’s too far away. I move closer and he drags me half on top of him. I lay here for a single minute before he rolls me over onto my stomach and takes me again. He pins my shoulders down and fucks my pussy until I cry enough. Or, for more.
“I say when you’ve had enough, witch. Spread your legs.” I spread them. “Wider.” He says kneeing them farther apart. The demon is too rough with me. He fucks me too hard. I let him do it. And all before noon.
“You aren’t running away to any island with the boy.” It comes out of nowhere.
“Yes, I am.”
“This is ground zero. He has work to do. How can he save humanity if he’s wasting away on an island with you? Do you think he will be happy there? Puttering around in some half-ass lab in the shed?” He laughs. His words are like a bucket of cold water thrown in my face.
“He wants to be with me.”
“Will he still want you if I tell him that I had my dick in your ass?” He asks me. I blush with embarrassment. “I enjoyed fucking you today, witch. Maybe I’ll take you home with me instead and keep you for a while. I’ll send you back when I’m finished.”
“I am not for your fun, Maximino.” I say offensively.
“No? What do you call what we just did?”
“A mistake.”
“A mistake?” He muses. “No one ever said they regretted fucking me before.”
“You are a mistake.” I sit up covering my breasts with my hands.
“You wanted it, Babes. I have marks from your nails to prove it. You are looking at me like you want it again.” He pulls my hands down. I do. I want it again.
“I’ve had better.” I try to sound bold. “I’ve had bigger.”
Maximino grabs me by my hair dragging my face to his. “Liar.” He smiles knowingly. “You, lying bitch. You will never have better than me.” His teeth cut my lip when he kisses me. The hold in my hair tightens with his balls when the taste of my blood makes him hard again. The way he moans is sinful. The way he sucks on my bottom lip is dangerous. Every suck feels like a suck on my secret. Every lick feels like a lick between my folds. My breasts are aching and my womb is trembling. I want him again. Maximino grabs my ass pressing my pelvis against his.
“I want to taste you. I want to lick your pussy. Lay down on the bed and spread your legs wide for me, Dumani.” I feel neglected when he releases his hold on my hair. I need to be close to him. I don’t lay down on the bed. I close the space between us and I wrap my arms around his gorgeous, unmarked, body. I can feel the exchange of our energy. I can feel him inside of me and I can feel myself inside of him. I don’t understand. It isn’t love. It isn’t lust. It feels like magic. This feels as natural as breathing. What’s wrong with me? Maybe I really am a demon too.
“Maximino, I don’t understand. What’s happening to me?”
“We are bonding and I should stop it.” His arms wrap around me. I sigh contently.
“Let me go.” I beg him. “This can’t happen.” I’m too late. It’s already happening.
“I don’t want you to stop, sorceress. This is better than any high I’ve ever had. Holding you like this and stealing your power is better than fucking you.”
I don’t know what it is. All I know is that I feel it too. It’s like being baptized in warm water. I feel it coursing through me like a fever and I want to know why?
“Ah, Kitten. I’m doing it again. I am supposed to be killing you, not fucking you. I damn sure shouldn’t be giving you my blood and bonding with you. My people won’t be pleased.” Maximino throws me onto the bed like I am being punished for his attraction to me. He drags me back by my ankles and stands between my legs. He can put it inside of me right now if he wants to. His hand wraps around the base and he guides the head over my shiny pussy. He rubs it up and down between the dark petals over the tight, pink hole that’s ready to take him in. He makes me so hot. Watching it and feeling it makes me feel hot. It makes me feel like a bad girl.
“You are bad. You’re the worst.”
My teeth snap together on my tongue like a bear trap when he drives into me. My eyes water when the pain spasms through my sensitive flesh. I cry out when his fists close around my breasts. He holds onto them as he fucks me. This has nothing to do with love or making it. This is animalistic. I’ve never felt so lustful as I do when Maximino is doing dirty things to me. I’ve changed. I like making love. I like fucking too. I love the way it hurts and feels good. I would never say it aloud. My breasts ache and my pussy isn’t fairing much better. I spread my legs wider. He grins arrogantly like the wicked monster he is. Maximino lets go of one breast to reach down and finger my secret. Oh shit. I give myself over to the release that I deserve. It starts where we’re joined and spreads all over me like the virus. Yes! Yes! Yes! His mouth covers mine before I can cry his praises all over the world. Maybe I am the worst. Good thing I left home before they found out. I am laying here halfway between heaven and hell and loving every minute of it. He pulls it out of me slowly. It’s still hard.
“Suck it, demon. Suck my dick the way your humans taught you. Then, I will show you the proper way.” Maximino pulls my hair when he guides my face to his dick. I make a pained face but I don’t make a sound. I suck the creamy head. I suck it and lick it and do my best to make him proud.
“Suck it hard, don’t be scared. I’m not one of your weak humans. My dick can take it. Wrap your beautiful lips around it and suck it like you want it. Yes, like that. Fuck. You’re a good little dick sucker, aren’t you?”
I feel rather proud that this beastie considers a me good dick sucker after all the people he’s fucked and probably fucked over. I hold onto his hips. He holds onto my hair.
“They’ve been teaching you well, Kitten. You are a wonderful bedmate. They taught you how to be a human. I can teach you more. I can show the world to which you belong. I can teach you how to be my thrall.” He shoves his dick down my throat. No man has ever spoken to me or treated me this way before. I should be disgusted and offended. I’m on fire. I am gagging on him and I don’t want to stop. I enjoy being fucked t
his way.
“I’m fucking your throat like a pussy. I’m choking you with my dick. I don’t have to worry about choking you to death. Do I, Kitten? You are no fragile. You aren’t going to throw up out of your nose or cry that you can’t breathe, are you? No, not you. You’re going to choke on this dick and love it like the slut that you are. Swallow, slut. Here it comes.”
Maximino is ruthless. He isn’t kind or gentle. He doesn’t coddle me or say sweet things. He doesn’t even pull back when he cums. He shoots it straight down into my belly. I don’t choke to death like he said I wouldn’t. I can hold my breath for a very long time. When he pulls his dick out of my throat, I feel used. I came so damn hard that my knees are trembling. It’s leaking between my thighs and down my legs. I am kneeling in drops of it. What am I doing?
“Stand up, Kitten.”
I rise to my feet with the grace of a dancer.
“Look at me.” Maximino snaps. His irises are red. Blood red like red velvet cake. Red velvet cake is my favorite. I’m still not afraid of him. I swallow his cum residue like fresh honey.
“If I ever see you groveling and simpering around these humans again, I will beat you myself. These petty weaklings aren’t worth a minute of our time but we oblige them. You are a supreme being. You are a paladin. We do not grovel to humans. They grovel to us.”
My heart is thudding with admiration. Admiration for myself. He doesn’t seem like the lying type. Maybe everything he’s saying is true. He uses his grip on my cheeks to bring my face to his. Maximino wraps his arm around my waist, sticks his tongue between my lips, and kisses me like he wants me. His kiss goes right to my gut and makes me squeeze back. I’m so wet. Dripping wet. It smears between my thighs whenever I move. His hand moves down between my legs.
“The smell of your arousal makes my dick hard. The smell of your come makes me weak in the knees. The taste of it is bliss. Open your pussy. Let me touch it. It’s so fucking wet. Lay down. I want to lick it clean.”
I’m throbbing between my legs when I lay down for him. He licks my pussy clean and sucks on it like a soup bone. He licks my thighs dry and makes them wet again.
“I can eat this pussy for hours.” He murmurs against me before going back to licking me. Those are the kindest words I get out of him. I get something better than words. I get this. I get to play in his white hair and kiss his pale skin. Maximino licks me until I am panting and ready to come again. He kneels between my thighs. I watch his hand stroke his hard dick. I am waiting for him to put it inside of me. I want him to put it inside of me.
“Look at me, Dumani.” I look up. “Do you think you’re ready for me? Do you want to come with me and be my thrall? Will you obey me in all things?”
His irises are still dark red. This is no trick of the imagination. I just left a man who wanted to control me. I left my husband for treating me like a thrall.
“Firstly, I am not your husband. I never will be. I don’t want to be. I am not your boyfriend or your lover. I will be your master. I don’t want to control your mind. I want control of your body. You will do as I say. Not because you risk a beating, you will do it because you want to please me. I will never raise my hand to you.”
He rubs the head over my pussy. Teasing me. I move my hips in a circle. I push down to impale myself on it. Maximino won’t let me. His hand travels down my sternum over my new body. His eyes feast on my dark skin. I can stay here and be with Gavin. The good guy. The sweetheart. The lover. Or, I can leave and be Maximino’s slut. I’ll be his servant. His slave. But, we can do this all the time. I’ll be with him day and night.
“I can’t leave with you.”
“I’ll be here for a few more days if you change your mind.”
“Nothing will change my mind.”
Maximino sinks into my pink hole. I love it when he fucks me. The way he’s fucking me right now might change my mind. Our eyes are locked as he moves inside of me. His eyes are electric blue lava with flecks of amber. It’s so moving that I am in awe. I never imagined anyone or anything could be as captivating as he is. I look deep into his orbs for a clue as to who he is. Instead, I see something that makes my heart catch. I see passion.
“Your boyfriend’s dick is going to swim in your pussy after I’m finished with it.” He pushes my legs up high and apart. Maximino knows the best positions to fill a woman’s pussy. He knows how to make me cum when I don’t think I have another one in me. The day fades to evening and evening to the crest of night and he is still fucking me. Maximino Vitale takes me to erotic heaven. He shows me things that only he can show me.
“Why do I have to be your thrall? Why can’t we be friends?” I ask him softly. His fingers toy in my curly hair. I notice he is more affectionate after I make him cum. I like this side.
“I don’t fuck my friends. You can be my thrall or nothing. That’s all I’m offering. The decision is yours.”
“How many thralls do you have?”
“I have several women if that’s what you’re asking. I only keep one thrall at a time.”
“What do they do?”
“Whatever I tell them to do. There is no room for argument.” He pushes me out of my comfy place in his arms and leaves the bed. I sit up.
“What are you doing?” I ask in a bit of a panic as he gathers his clothes. He gives me this look. The look you give a person when they say something stupid.
“I’m not your boyfriend, remember? What will happen if he walks in here and catches me fucking you? This is the bed that you share with him, not mine. Be my thrall and you can share my bed every night.”
“I’m wrong for doing this to Gavin. He’s never done anything to hurt me.”
“Fuck Gavin Antonov. Are you going to let him fuck you with my cum still inside you? Are you into that kind of thing, slut?”
I flinch at his words. Slut? Is this what I’ve lowered myself to?
“Do you really think I’m a slut?” I ask sadly. His eyes soften.
“All witches are sluts deep down inside, Dumani. It’s in your blood. I bet your mother was a slut, and your grandmother was a slut, all the way back to your original ancestor. Don’t be sad, I enjoy it.”
“I don’t want to be a slut.” I’m worried. “I want to be good.”
“Good girls can’t be my thrall.” He sits on the bed to put on his shoes. “Why do you want to be good? Good girls are no fun.”
“Good girls are for loving, not for fun.” I tell him. “I want to be for loving.”
“You don’t think like a witch. You think like a human. It’s why you are such a fucking mess. I bid you goodnight, witch.” He stands up again.
“I can be a good friend to you if you let me.”
“I am no father figure, Dumani. I can’t give you or your son the kind of attention that you need. I don’t care enough. I mean it. You need someone who can love you and treat you well. You need a lover. I made my offer and it stands.”
“Why? What’s wrong with me? Is it because you still think I’m a witch?”
“You are a witch. A naïve witch. I would love nothing more than to keep you as my thrall to feed on and fuck at my will. I haven’t had a witch for a thrall in a very, very, long time. Your kind were nearly killed off and the few that remain are in hiding or don’t know what they are, like you. Your kind needs to be protected.”
“You can protect me.”
“I’m supposed to kill you, not protect you. Your men suck at protecting.”
“Gavin protects me.” I say defensively. He gives me the look again.
“He protects you? How did I fuck you the moment I met you if he’s protecting you? He’s protecting his work. Why are you here with these people anyway? You don’t belong here anymore than I do. You belong with your own kind. Let the young scientist go. Break it off and free him to follow his path. You should go back to your people. They kept you alive all this time. I bet your husband knows what you are.”
“Judea? Why would he think I was a witch? Only y
ou believe that.”
“The Antonov’s have their suspicions. You should not have come here.”
“My husband beat me. He has two wives and he doesn’t need me. That’s why I ran. He doesn’t want me anymore. No one wants me.”
“You have three men chasing you that I know of. Someone wants you. Tell your husband to get rid of his women. You took his son and his witch pussy away from him. Believe me, he will do whatever you ask to get you back. You don’t love Gavin. Get over it. You aren’t going across the ocean with him. You aren’t leaving your husband for him. You will never be happy waiting for Gavin to notice you. They will eventually figure out what you are.”
“I can’t go home. I left my husband for another man.”
“He’ll take you back, don’t worry.” His hand slips between my thighs fingering the cream leaking from my body. Cream he left inside of me like I am his to leave his mark on. He pushes a finger inside of me forcing more of his seed out. It looks like glazed sugar when he shows it to me. Judea never did anything like this. He never used my body the way Maximino does.
“Open your mouth.” His hot eyes dare me to refuse. I’m throbbing down there again. My lips part for him. I’m already going to hell.
“Do you want me to feed you my cum, witch?”
God help me, I do. “Yes.” I whisper.
“Tell me you want to taste my cum.” He rubs a little on my lips. My pussy clenches around itself.
“I want to taste your cum.” I suck it from his elegant looking finger. He sticks it back into me scooping out more. I eat it too.
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