Chapter 298: Earning that cock [+18]
Damian leaned back in his chair as Loth’s lips stretched wide around the thick head of his cock, her gray-skinned fingers gripping the shaft with both hands while her tongue pressed flat against the underside and began to slide forward.
The demoness took more of him with each slow push, her throat visibly bulging as the 13-inch length forced its way deeper, the wet sounds of her gagging filling the moonlit office.
Her tiny bat wings twitched and fluttered against her back, the pink nipples on her perky breasts stiffening further from the strain and the rush of energy already beginning to pulse between them.
Damian’s violet eyes stayed fixed on her face, watching the way her cheeks hollowed and her throat convulsed around him as she struggled to breathe.
Loth pulled back only when her lungs burned, strings of saliva stretching from her lips to the glistening shaft before she dove down again, this time twisting her head slightly so the head of his cock scraped along the tight walls of her throat.
Her tail lashed behind her in erratic arcs, the tip curling and uncurling with each gag, while her gray fingers slid lower to cup and massage his heavy balls.
The taste of him coated her tongue completely now, that creamy, divine flavor making her eyes roll back as she forced herself to take every inch until her nose pressed against his pelvis.
Damian’s hand settled on the back of her head, not forcing but guiding, his fingers threading through her pink hair as he held her there for several long seconds, feeling the rhythmic contractions of her throat milking him.
When she finally surfaced again, gasping and coughing, thick strands of spit ran down her chin and dripped onto her bare breasts, the moonlight catching on the wetness and highlighting the way her nipples glistened.
She didn’t wait for permission this time, immediately leaning in to drag her tongue from the base all the way to the tip in one long, slow lick before sucking the head back into her mouth with renewed hunger.
Her hands worked the shaft in twisting strokes, one above the other, while her mouth focused on the sensitive crown, her cheeks hollowing with powerful suction that made Damian’s hips twitch forward. The ritual energy flowed stronger now, a warm current that made his skin prickle and his cock throb harder against her tongue.
Loth shifted her position on the floor, spreading her knees wider as she continued to worship his length, her tail curling around one of her own thighs for leverage while she bobbed her head faster.
The wet, obscene sounds grew louder as she worked him deeper with each descent, her throat opening more readily now that the initial resistance had passed. Damian watched the way her gray skin flushed darker along her neck and chest, the way her perky breasts bounced lightly with the motion of her body, the pink nipples drawing tight as another surge of energy passed between them.
He reached down with his free hand and pinched one of those nipples between his fingers, rolling it slowly while she moaned around his cock, the vibration traveling straight up the shaft and pulling a low grunt from his throat.
She pulled off again to catch her breath, this time pressing wet kisses along the length of him, her tongue tracing every vein before she opened wide and took him back in, this time angling her head so the head of his cock slid along the inside of her cheek, stretching it outward visibly.
Damian’s violet glow brightened as her tiny wings beat faster, the leathery membranes catching the moonlight as she worked him with increasing desperation, her hands never stopping their stroking motion even as her mouth took him to the root again and again.
Damian stood up suddenly, the motion forcing Loth to shuffle forward on her knees to keep him in her mouth, and he began to thrust shallowly, using her throat with measured strokes that made her gag and drool even more heavily.
Spit ran down her chin in thick rivulets, soaking the tops of her breasts and dripping onto the floor between her spread thighs. Her tail wrapped around his calf for stability as she surrendered to the face-fucking, her eyes watering but never losing that hungry, devoted look as she stared up at him through the violet glow of his gaze.
Damian pulled out of her mouth with a wet pop, strings of saliva connecting her lips to his cock as he gripped her pink hair and tilted her head back. Loth opened her mouth obediently, tongue extended, and he slapped the heavy length against it several times, the wet impacts echoing in the quiet office before he pushed back in, this time holding her head with both hands as he fucked her throat in earnest.
Her gags came in rapid succession, her body jerking with each deep thrust, but she never pulled away, her hands clutching at his thighs for balance while her tail thrashed wildly behind her.
Loth’s eyes rolled back as he held her down on the full length, her throat bulging obscenely around the 13-inch shaft, her nose pressed flat against his pelvis while she fought to breathe through her nose.
Damian kept her there, feeling the way her throat convulsed and squeezed, the ritual energy surging stronger with each passing second until it felt like liquid fire running through his veins. When he finally released her she collapsed forward, coughing and gasping, thick ropes of spit hanging from her chin as she struggled to recover, but even then her hands never left his cock, stroking it slowly while she caught her breath.
She looked up at him with those hungry eyes, her gray face flushed and streaked with tears and saliva, and without a word she leaned forward again, this time pressing her face against his balls and inhaling deeply before licking and sucking at them with the same desperate hunger she had shown his cock.
Her tongue worked over the heavy orbs, sucking one into her mouth at a time while her hands continued to pump his shaft, the wet sounds of her worship filling the room once more. Damian’s hand returned to her hair, guiding her movements as she alternated between his balls and the base of his cock, licking long stripes up the underside before taking the head back into her mouth and sucking hard.
Loth’s tiny wings fluttered continuously, her tail curling and uncurling in time with her movements as she worked him closer to the edge.
Damian could feel the pressure building in his balls, the ritual amplifying every sensation until it felt like his entire body was humming with power. He tightened his grip on her hair and began to thrust again, using her mouth with purpose now, driving toward his release while she moaned and gagged around him.
When he came it was with a low growl, his cock pulsing deep in her throat as thick ropes of cum shot straight down into her stomach. Loth’s eyes widened at the sheer volume, her throat working desperately to swallow as he held her down through the entire orgasm and that made her entire body shudder.
She kept sucking even after he finished, milking every last drop from him with greedy pulls of her mouth and hands until he finally pulled her off, his cock sliding free with a wet sound as she gasped for air, cum and saliva dripping from her chin onto her breasts.
Damian sat back down in his chair, his cock still half-hard and glistening, while Loth remained on her knees between his legs, licking her lips and staring up at him with that same hungry devotion.
"Since you did really good, I’ll let you get on top" Damian said while gently holding up her sleek jaw with an invisible arm of pure demonic energy.
