She was playing a dangerous game. She knew it, but it didn’t stop her from placing her lips against his cheek with a curling smirk.
“If you’re not immediately inside my pussy when you catch me, you don’t get to keep me.”
She turned incorporeal in his arms, fretting slightly when she started to float upwards through him.
Orpheus slammed his claws into the ground, gouging into the dirt that he left tracks of them behind. Shaking as he lifted his head up to face her, Orpheus snarled with wet fangs, his orbs growing more crimson.
“I will keep you.”
She knew he was truly enraged by his jaws parting slightly, showing all his fangs and a curling tongue.
“I’m already yours.”
Floating backwards, she let him chase her for a bit, before she went through the house. Reia waited, knowing he was somewhere out there, sniffing, searching, hunting, for her.
Her heart was racing with excitement, the thrill of being hunted like an aphrodisiac. She had started this for him, but now she was growing impatient to be taken, to be filled.
In her incorporeal body she couldn’t feel anything, but when she was physical, her body tingled from her head all the way to her toes. She wanted to run, she wanted to be caught, but most of all, she wanted Orpheus inside her. And she wanted him fierce, she wanted him rough, she wanted him to be feral with her.
Her underwear was clinging to the wetness of her pussy, soaked and dripping with more arousal every time her body thrummed with need. Reia felt empty and hollow.
Already near panting, she came out at the back of the house to find he wasn’t there.
He must have smelt her, because she heard a growl that seemed to come from everywhere. It made her skin dance with shivers as goosebumps broke out. Her fingers went warm with her growing temperature, arousal heating her.
Her head darted one way and then the other, her feet moving almost skittishly as she worked her way to the front of the house.
“Don’t run.”
She nearly screamed when she heard his voice from above! Turning around, she saw him crawling over the top of the house, stalking towards her before he jumped down.
His hands and feet thudded against the ground, his head tilting unnaturally to the point it was almost upside down.
With his red eyes, it was scary, creepy, and she fucking liked it.
Her face twinged when she felt her abdomen spasm, her inner walls quivering for this, for him like this in his most monstrous form.
“Stay,” he warned, when she started retreating.
Her smile was her answer, before she bolted.
Reia made it five steps before she was tackled to her stomach. Claws dug, growling rumbled, and she squirmed as she tried to crawl forward since only one of his arms were around her midsection.
In one breath, he was under her skirt and ripping her underwear from her. In the next, Orpheus shoved himself inside her all the way to the base, tentacles snapping into place around her hips.
A sharp gasp was ripped from her. The snug fit was intense after their time apart, her body still able to take him,
but tighter. Her arousal and his lubricant had eased the entry, but Reia had felt a deep twinge of pain.
However, she panted deeply, tremors rolling through her body at the girth of his cock, the length of it filling her, the sheer heat of it warming her insides. She melted on her knees with her face pressed against the grass, her eyelids shuddering in euphoria as she pressed her hips against him to feel him even deeper.
So hot. He’s so hot inside me.
Orpheus had groaned upon impact, but now he was quaking, his claws digging into the bare flesh of her waist with his hand under the skirt of her dress that had been pushed up over her backside. His other hand was flat against the ground, as if he needed to steady himself through her gloving him finally.
His tentacles felt longer than usual, as if they were the same length as his cock in his monstrous form. They swirled around her backside, her hips, and reached to his hand at her waist. Two were sitting in the dips where her arse met her thighs, one was over her hip, but the last one was directly over her clit, sitting inside the lips of her folds.
He lowered himself to his forearm, coating her body with his and bringing his snout next to her ear so she could hear him huffing loudly.
Despite the purple of desire flickering in his eyes, red remained present.
“Got you.”
Her body clung to him as he pulled back, making her whimper in loss, before he surged forward.
Orpheus started to thrust, sending tingles through her.
She cried lightly on each one as she felt the shape of him and those frills tickling her insides. His cock felt sublime pressing and digging everywhere she needed him.
He was moving steadily inside her, pushing deep, his tentacle rubbing back over her the nub of her clit, but... it wasn’t enough.
He was slower than she wanted, softer than she needed him to be, and not as deep as she desired.
“More,” she begged, attempting to undulate into him.
“Give me more, Orpheus.”
I need him to be rougher. She wanted the growling monster who had been chasing her, not the gentle Duskwalker who was always worried about her.
