Текст книги "Berries and Greed"

Автор книги: Lily Mayne

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Chapter Thirty-Eight

Beryl

I want you to come up to my room naked and lick my pussy until I tell you I’ve had enough. Don’t say anything, don’t make any sounds. You can’t come until I tell you to. You can bring one toy up to use once I’m done with you.

My heart started pounding harder as I wondered what he would think when he read it. He could say no, of course. I wouldn’t mind, even though my pussy was already throbbing at the idea of Greid coming into my dark bedroom, crawling into my bed and lowering his head between my thighs without a word. Obediently, eagerly following my orders.

He didn’t respond to my text, but about a minute later, I heard a very faint sound coming from far below in the house. Then the creak of the stairs.

My heart shot into my throat. Dropping my phone on the nightstand, I hurriedly kicked off the covers and wriggled out of my pyjamas. The room was dark, but I knew Greid had some kind of night vision. As I listened to him coming up the stairs, I frantically tried to arrange myself into a sexy pose. What the fuck was a sexy pose when I was flat on my back? I let my arms fall onto the pillow above my head, drawing my knees up. Then I let out a strangled sound and settled my hands on my stomach. No, now it looked like I was at a doctor’s office waiting for an examination.

The landing outside my room creaked as Greid reached the third floor. Acting purely on instinct, I let my knees fall open and cupped a hand over my pussy. But when slickness coated my fingertips, I couldn’t help but glide my fingers up and down, shivering with pleasure.

The door handle creaked, and then the door slowly opened. There was enough light streaming through the window from the street outside for me to see the tall outline of Greid’s body. I could hear him already breathing fast, and as he took a step inside, I saw the enormous outline of his erect cock bob.

He didn’t say a word, because I’d told him not to, but I heard him swallow, heard his ragged breaths as he reached the foot of the bed and dropped something onto the mattress. My pussy throbbed as I wondered what toy he’d picked. His cock sleeve? A dildo? God, I wanted to watch him fuck himself with a dildo.

His yellow eyes gleamed in the dark, wide as they stared at the fingers gliding up and down my pussy. He placed a knee on the mattress, and I could feel the tremor in his hands as they connected with my calves and slid up.

Calmness settled in my bones, driving out all the chaotic thoughts from before. This, I could give him, knowing he wanted it. This was a gift he was giving me—handing over control, letting me take the lead. I wasn’t going to squander it, and I was going to make sure he knew just how much he pleased me.

“Such a good boy,” I murmured, smiling when I heard his breath catch. “How long have you been desperate to eat my pussy, Greid?”

He inhaled sharply to speak, then loosed it in a shaky rush as he remembered my order for him to stay silent. My smile widened, turning a little evil. This was going to be fun.

“Remember, don’t make a sound,” I purred, lifting my slick fingers to his mouth as he slid his huge hands up my thighs and lowered his head. “Want to taste me first, greedy boy?”

His breaths were choppy, and as he sucked my fingers into his mouth he let out a tiny whimper before cutting it off abruptly. His long, hot tongue slid between my fingers, hands clutching my thighs tighter.

I pulled them free and palmed the back of his head, drawing it down. He went willingly, his hair silky as I threaded my fingers through it. My clit pulsed when his fast breaths fanned over my pussy, and then I felt the slick warmth of his tongue sliding over me. I gasped.

He moaned hoarsely, fingers digging into my thighs and spreading them wider. Despite how incredible it felt—all those bumps tagging my clit with the slow pass of his tongue—I tightened my grip in his hair and drew his head up.

“I said no sounds,” I told him sternly. “Are you going to be a good boy for me?”

He nodded frantically in my tight grip, and in the darkness I saw the shadowy outline of his cock buck between his legs. Loosening my hold, I let him dip back down and lick me again. A breathless groan escaped me as his tongue stroked softly over my clit before swirling around it.

“That feels so good,” I breathed. He shuddered, licking another long line up my pussy before circling my clit again. “Suck it. Softly at first.”

Greid’s lips were trembling around his hectic breaths as he drew my clit into his mouth and gave it a gentle suck. His fingers spasmed on my thighs as he did it again, flicking his tongue at the same time.

“Fuck.” My fingers clutched tighter at his hair as pleasure hummed under my skin, my pussy clenching. “Good boy, Greid.”

His breath caught, body trembling between my thighs as he held back whatever sounds he wanted to make. His tongue grew more feverish, sweeping over me again and again before circling and flicking my clit. He sucked it back into his mouth, taking long, rhythmic draws that made my thighs start to quake.

Holy crap, he was good at this. My hips pushed up to get my pussy closer to his mouth before they began to rock. I tightened my grip on his head, holding it immobile so I could slide my cunt over his tongue as he held it in place, his shuddery breaths fanning over my flushed, heated skin.

“God, your tongue feels so good.” I shuddered with pleasure as all those little bumps tagged my clit with every liquid glide. Another tiny whimper escaped him, but I decided to let him off for that one as I pushed his face back down and practically smothered him with my pussy.

He buried his mouth even deeper, slurping at my clit as his hips began to hump the air, jostling the bed. Our ragged breaths filled the room, accompanied by the slick sounds of his tongue on my soaked cunt. I could feel wetness trickling down into the cleft of my ass, and my thighs were trembling wildly now as Greid kept them pinned open, long arms wrapped around them.

My head tipped back into the pillow as a rush of stark pleasure made my hips jerk. Then they began to writhe, sliding my pussy over Greid’s mouth and chin as he sucked on my clit with drugging pulls. A broken gasp escaped me as hot pleasure surged, my clit pulsing in his mouth.

A desperate moan vibrated through my pussy, almost making me come. Swallowing around my hectic breaths, I fisted his hair and gently drew his head up.

“What did I say, Greid?” I managed to get out. It worked in my favour anyway—I didn’t want to come yet, so I needed a break.

His breath shuddered out of him as he turned his head to nuzzle my inner thigh, his mouth and chin wet. My pussy throbbed. I was on the razor’s edge of coming, but I needed his tongue back on me, even though I didn’t want to tip over yet.

Drawing his head closer, I whispered, “Nice and slow, Greid. Lightly.”

Big yellow eyes lifted to meet mine, his gaze plaintive in the dark as his tongue emerged to feather over my engorged clit. I gasped, hips twitching. Gaze growing heavy-lidded, he gave my clit a light suck before slicking his tongue over me again. And again. Slow and savouring, his eyes sliding shut with an expression of utter bliss on his dark face.

My legs began to shake, tension snapping through me as heat gathered in my core. My hips rocked with increasing desperation as Greid latched onto my clit and sucked, strands of his long hair tickling my inner thighs and making me shiver.

His fast exhalations trembled out of his nose, a shudder running down his spine as I wrapped my legs around his back and dug my heels into his shoulder blades. He released his clawing grip on my thighs and slid his big hands up my sides to my breasts, covering them completely as he squeezed.

Clawed thumbs swiped over my stiff nipples, making me gasp as shards of pleasure shot down into my belly. He pinched them lightly, tongue swirling feverishly around my clit before he drew it back into his hot mouth.

My spine arched off the bed, limbs shaking as I gripped his hair painfully tightly and cried out. White-hot pleasure exploded, going on and on with every suck as my clit throbbed in Greid’s mouth. My ankles crossed at his nape, keeping him in place as we both trembled, his hectic breaths hot against me.

I twitched from his sucking mouth as the orgasm slowly came to an end. Greid released my clit to lave it slowly, then slithered his tongue down to swipe over my pussy from bottom to top again and again, each savouring lick making me jolt, even as my hands released his hair and my arms flopped uselessly onto the bed.

I swallowed around my panting breaths, vision still winking as I stared up at the dark ceiling. My heart was pounding in my chest, scalp damp with sweat. A soft moan slipped out of me as I lifted my heavy head to peer down at Greid in the dark. I could only make out the outline of his head, his hunched shoulders, the faint green gleam of his claws as his hands slid off my breasts to stroke my belly.

He was still licking me softly, like he didn’t want to stop. I found the strength to lift my hands and thread my fingers back through his hair, stroking his scalp gently in praise.

“You made me come so hard, Greid.” My voice was throaty from my moans. “You’re such a good boy. You did so well.”

He shuddered, pressing a wet, tonguing kiss to my throbbing pussy. I moaned, letting his mouth fan the embers of pleasure still sparking under my skin.

“Look at you,” I rasped, grazing his scalp with my fingernails. “You don’t want to stop, do you?”

He immediately shook his head, mouth still latched onto my pussy. Then he turned his head to kiss my inner thigh, the crease of my groin, tongue emerging to lick up every drop of slickness. I could feel how wet I was, soaking the sheet beneath my ass.

“Such a greedy boy,” I purred, grinning when his mouth trembled against me with a tiny moan. “You’re such a slut for it, aren’t you? For eating my pussy. How many nights did you sit next to me on the couch imagining this, Greid? Imagining your tongue between my legs. Imagining me shoving you down and sitting on your face until you could hardly breathe.”

A guttural groan rose from his throat as he attacked my pussy with renewed vigour, tongue everywhere, sliding frantically over me and slurping at my clit.

I shuddered. “No sounds, Greid. I’ll let that one go if you make me come again.” Drawing his mouth to my clit, I pushed my hips up. “Suck. Hard and fast.”

He immediately obeyed, mouth latching on. My head tipped back as my eyes slid closed. I knew it wouldn’t take me long to come again. The faint bite of oversensitivity fanned the pleasure, making my body lock up and my thighs quake wildly. I gripped his hair too tight, bucking my hips. But Greid clung on, sucking my clit so hard it almost started to go numb.

The orgasm rushed up on me hard and fast. Bliss burst over my entire frame, making my shoulders curl up off the bed as I moaned between clenched teeth. My limbs locked up, shaking wildly as the pleasure made my scalp tingle and my ears ring.

This time, when the orgasm ended, even the softest pass of Greid’s tongue made me hiss and jerk with overstimulation. I drew his head up before gentling my grip on his hair, letting my legs fall to the bed as I caressed the fluttering tips of his ears with my thumbs.

“My good boy,” I panted, my inner thighs quaking as he pressed feverish kisses to them, his mouth leaving smears of wetness behind. “That was perfect, Greid. Do you need to come?”

He nodded desperately, trailing frantic kisses over my hipbones and belly and pubic mound. Leaning over to the nightstand, I switched on the lamp. I knew he didn’t like the hum of the bulb, but I was pretty sure he was too far gone to care at this moment.

My belly clenched with renewed arousal when I locked eyes with him between my legs. He looked wrecked, as if he’d just been the one to come twice. His hair was a mess from my grasping hands. The lower half of his dark face gleamed with wetness, his mouth trembling as he gazed up at me with pleading eyes.

I stroked his cheekbone with my thumb. “Sit up.”

He did, slowly, his lean thighs visibly quaking and his stiff cock jutting up between us, looking painfully hard and swollen. Those little barbs winding around the shaft flexed, pushing in and out in time with his throbbing cock. A thread of pre-cum connected the head to the mattress, more of it already trailing down his length and over thick veins.

God, he was perfect. His chest heaved as I smiled at him, looking into yellow eyes glazed with desperate arousal, his pupils enormous.

“Show me what you brought for yourself,” I purred, leaning up on my elbows.

His throat bobbed with a swallow as he glanced down at the bed, a shaking hand reaching out to pick up the toy he’d chosen. I felt my eyes flare when I saw it.

“Is that your biggest one?” I asked in a murmur, licking my lips as I stared at the big, dark green dildo in his hand. When he shook his head shyly, a bolt of arousal made my clit pulse. Jesus, he had an even bigger one than this? It looked huge.

My mouth hooked up into a sly smile. “Of course it’s not, greedy boy. You want to be fucked by the biggest dick you can take, don’t you?”

His cock jerked as his fingers spasmed around the dildo. Ears fluttering wildly, he met my gaze as a hint of nerves sparked in his yellow eyes. My chest constricted, so I shifted up to lean against the headboard and held out my arms.

“Come here, Greid.”

He scrambled forward on trembling legs, eyes downcast as uncertainty made his lips purse. A hot rush of indignant anger swelled in my chest. He shouldn’t ever feel self-conscious about what he wanted, and I hated that he did. I could see the worry in his face—the fear that I was going to judge him or tell him it was weird.

Cupping his face, I leaned in to give him a deep kiss. “I can’t wait to fuck you with the biggest dildo you have, Greid,” I murmured, making sure he could hear in my voice just how much I wanted that. “But this time you’re going to make yourself come for me. I want to watch you fuck yourself, and you’re not allowed to come until I say you can.”

Dropping the dildo onto the bed, he slid his arms around me and kissed me again desperately. I tried not to flinch when I felt those little barbs on his cock rasp over my belly, moaning into the kiss and gliding my tongue against his feverishly thrusting one. I could taste myself on him, which made me shiver with pleasure.

Drawing back from the kiss, I smiled at him. “Did you bring lube?”

He gulped, nodding as he leaned back to grab the pump bottle. Then he picked up the dildo again, gaze shy and uncertain as he looked at me.

I could tell he was getting inside his own head, worrying and becoming nervous. Shifting up onto my knees, I gave him a stern look. “I’ve told you what I want, Greid. Now be a good boy, and lie back and fuck yourself with the dildo.”

That had his breath catching. A split second later, he was scrambling backward and shifting onto his back. His hands shook as he lubed up the dildo, sharp teeth sinking into his lower lip when I reached out and gripped his knees, spreading them wide.

“I want to see all of it,” I told him, voice hoarse with lust as I stared down between his legs. His sac was bunched up tight against the base of his dick, which throbbed over his belly.

Legs shaking, Greid drew a knee up toward his chest to tilt his hips and expose his hole. My nipples tightened, eyes greedily taking it all in. “Good boy.”

Breaths shuddering out of him, Greid brought the dildo between his legs and trailed the blunt tip over his hole. His throat bobbed, eyelashes fluttering and trembling lips falling open. I heard him let out a slow, shaky breath as he sank the head inside.

His cock jerked, spilling smoky pre-cum over his stomach. I couldn’t tear my eyes away as he tunnelled the dildo inside himself with slow thrusts until only the flared base was visible, clutched in his long fingers.

“God, you look perfect,” I breathed, smoothing my palms over his thighs. “Does it feel good?”

He nodded, chest heaving, lower lip still clamped between his teeth as he slid the dildo out halfway before sinking it back inside. His hips jerked, clawed toes flexing and hole clenching around the thick length inside him. Eyes fluttering closed, he tipped his head back on the bed and let out a hard breath as he started fucking himself.

“That looks amazing.” I leaned down to kiss his knee. “You look so beautiful like this, Greid.”

His brows pinched in anguish, slick fingers fumbling with the base of the dildo as he started thrusting it faster. His cock strained up off his belly before smacking back down.

I grinned, trailing my fingertips up his inner thigh. “I bet you don’t even need that big dick played with to come, do you?”

His breath punched out of him, before his hips spasmed as I softly stroked his tight sac. My tongue pressed hard to the roof of my mouth as I slid my gaze up his straining cock, the head gleaming. Pre-cum trailed down the side of his belly.

“Look at me,” I said quietly. His hips twitched again before he blinked lust-drunk eyes open, barely able to focus on my face. I gave him a sly smile as soon as our gazes locked, sliding my fingers up to circle the base of his shaft. “Seeing as you were such a good boy for me, I’m going to reward you, Greid.”

His chest heaved with his hectic breaths, yellow eyes wide now as he stared at me. He whimpered when I carefully gripped the base of his cock below all the little barbs and tilted it up off his belly.

Jesus, it was actually heavy. I could feel it throbbing in my fingers, but I forced myself to look up at him with a stern brow raised. “No sounds, Greid. Or you won’t get your reward.”

He clamped his teeth around his lower lip to stay quiet, body trembling as he pumped the dildo in and out of his ass. I lowered my head—although I didn’t have to lower it all that much—and eyed the smooth, wet tip of his cock.

My mouth stretched into a wide grin as he stared down at me, breaths fast and ragged, tension making his limbs quake.

“Remember,” I purred, squeezing the base of his cock. “You can’t come ’til I say you can. And you can’t make any noise.”

His brows pinched in distress as he no doubt wondered how he was going to keep quiet. But he didn’t look away, transfixed as I dipped down and circled my tongue over the head of his cock.

His hips spasmed, a shudder running through his entire frame as the air left his lungs in a rush. Then he held his breath as I licked again, lingering on the slit, a tiny whimper escaping him before he clamped his lips together.

I gripped behind his knee to keep his leg up in the air as it quaked. I could hear the slick sounds of him plunging the dildo into his ass at a rapid pace, making me moan as I drew just the tip of his cock into my mouth and sucked. Smoky salt gathered on my tongue, pre-cum pulsing out with every throb of his cock.

I was actually impressed that he’d managed to stay mostly quiet, but just as I thought so, a strangled sound rose up his throat as his splayed leg shifted restlessly over the mattress. Smiling, I kissed the leaking tip of his cock before lifting my gaze to meet his.

“Shh.” I lavished his cockhead with a wet, sucking kiss, wanting to grin when his eyes rolled back. He clapped his free hand over his mouth, breathing hard through his nose.

“Good boy,” I murmured. “Hold on for a little while longer and then I’ll let you come. Don’t stop fucking yourself with the dildo, Greid.”

He squeezed his eyes shut, head tipping back as he shook, desperately trying to hold it back. My lips were slick with his pre-cum as I feathered them over the tip of his cock before taking it back into my mouth and sucking with rhythmic pulls.

God, his need to obey was admirably strong. Pre-cum flowed from him in a constant stream, his entire body trembling as the thrusts of the dildo in his ass grew jerky and stuttering. But he didn’t come. Somehow. It was the hottest thing I’d ever witnessed.

“Okay,” I panted after a few more minutes, almost as worked up as he was. “You’ve been so good for me, Greid. You can come.”

I barely managed to wrap my lips back around his cockhead before his hips began jerking wildly, his spine arching off the mattress. His cock throbbed in the ring of my fingers, growing painfully stiff before I felt it begin to flex as cum shot to the back of my throat.

He cried out, hoarse and so loud that I was pretty sure every house on the street heard it. His voice sounded raw, breaths sobbing out of him as his cock spurted in my mouth again and again, thick ribbons of cum that I tried to keep up with, swallowing repeatedly.

When his body eventually sagged, he was shaking like a leaf. I gave the head of his cock one last wet kiss, making him shudder hard, before drawing back to eye it. The barbs had flared out from his orgasm, looking sharp and deadly, but I could see them slowly beginning to retreat as his cock pulsed and began to soften.

Sliding my hand off the base of his shaft, I gently lowered his quaking leg onto the mattress and smiled up at him. “You can talk now.”

The only sound that left him was a hoarse croak as his chest heaved, dazed eyes blinking up at the ceiling. Kissing his knee, I gently covered his fingers with mine around the base of the dildo and eased it out. Greid shuddered again, cock twitching over his belly and his hole clenching as I set the dildo aside.

“How was that?” I asked with a sly grin, palming his inner thighs to massage them soothingly, feeling the fine tremor still running through them.

“I-I’m…” His voice wobbled, a whimper leaving him when I gently cupped his balls and squeezed. “I think I blacked out.”

Snorting, I climbed over his splayed leg to prop myself up on an elbow beside him, resting my hand over his chest. His two hearts were thudding hard and fast, skin slightly damp with sweat. “You were amazing, Greid.”

He shivered from the praise, drowsy eyes meeting mine as he let out a shaky breath. Licking his lips, he settled a hand on my hip. “Sorry I, um, made noise. I’ll do better next time.” My chest tightened, and I started leaning down to kiss him, but before I could he blurted, “Not that I’m assuming there’ll be—You don’t have to—”

“Greid,” I said sternly, before cutting him off with a firm kiss. He melted, fingers digging into my hip as he kissed me back sweetly. “You were so good,” I told him after pulling back. “Hardly made a peep, which is pretty impressive.”

He gave me a shy grin. “I thought my head was gonna explode.”

Laughing, I kissed him again. “Next time, you can make all the noise you want. But maybe around a gag,” I added slyly, chuckling when his breath caught.

“Don’t make me get hard again,” he rasped. “I’ll pass out if all the blood rushes back to my cock, and I’m pretty sure there aren’t any fluids left in my body.”

That made me sit up, knee-walking across the bed to reach for the glass of water on the nightstand. When I held it out for Greid, he heaved himself up with a groan. As he gulped it down, he eyed me nervously over the rim of the glass.

“Was it, um, okay?” he asked me anxiously after pulling back, his ears fluttering. “I’ve never… you know, done that with a human before.”

I grinned at him. “You made me come really hard. Twice. So that should tell you everything.” I gestured at his relaxed cock. “I’ve never done that with a demiurgus either, so we’re even.”

He snorted. “I have a dick, though. Don’t think there’s all that much nuance when it comes to dicks. You could probably just hover your hand over it like a crystal ball and I’d be happy.”

Bursting out laughing, I took the glass from him and set it back down before cupping his face in my hands. “Well, I like actually touching your dick, so I’m going to be doing a lot more than trying to see the future in it.”

His huge hands settled on my hips, squeezing gently as he leaned in and kissed me. “This was so much better than watching infomercials for ScrubShoes,” he mumbled against my mouth.

I laughed, pressing one last kiss to his mouth before pulling back. “Well, we can do both. Let’s watch TV for a while.”

“What, downstairs? Aren’t you tired?”

“No, I meant…” My pulse jumped with nerves. Would this be too much? “I meant do you want to sleep here? We can… I’ll probably fall asleep, but—”

“Yes,” he blurted out. “Okay. Yeah. That’d be… I’d like that. If you don’t mind. I can just go—”

“I want you to stay here, Greid,” I said with a tiny smile, cutting off his nervous rambling. “But you can go get your onesie first if you’ll be more comfortable in it.”

“Okay.” He scrambled off the bed. “I’m just gonna grab something to eat as well. Do you want anything?”

Laughing, I shook my head, then spotted the dildo on the bed. “Hold on, don’t forget this.”

Greid’s ears fluttered wildly as he let out a self-conscious chuckle and took it from me. “Oh, yeah. Right. Um…”

“Make sure it’s nice and clean for next time.” I smirked at him, settling under the covers. “Hurry back, Greid.”

He gulped, staring at me with wide eyes before mumbling, “’Kay,” and turning for the door.

I grinned, watched his tail swish over his pert backside as he padded out of the room.

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