The Monster In Her Bed

He extended his long black, gnarled claw and scraped it up the pale soft sweet flesh of her thigh. A whimper escaped her throat and her eyes widened with fear... and anticipation. Surrounding her with his menacing form he bared his fangs in a fierce predatory grin. Inhaling her scent he arched his back and readied to strike.

When his mouth descended upon hers it felt as if lightning had struck him to his deep black core. Sizzling with the heat of their combined passion he sank into the sensation of the kiss. Not wanting to devour her whole and also wanting to consume her completely threw him into the pit of his own personal heaven, or was it hell.

The gasping wonder of her response fired his blood into a searing need. Swallowing her moans fed the starving beast clawing to the surface of his conscious. Her response made him crave cracking her wide open and gorging on the sweet submissive essence of her soul. Overcoming the hunger he pulled back his fangs and breathed in. She was a dish to savor to take time over every inch and ounce of the passion being unleashed.

Shaking claws tangled in her hair arching her head back to expose her throat. She cried out and went limp preparing for the worst. Small pale weak hands held his broad bony shoulders.

His fangs scraped her neck, his tongue licked one... two... three...

He felt the accepting response escape her lips and he pulled her fully against him. When he ground his aching cock against the cleft of her moist pussy her eyes flew open and a fire emerged from the pale blue depths that set him aflame.

Growling he extended his forked tongue and licked down across her collar bone until it reached the tips of her flushed breasts. The nipples hard as obsidian and hot as hellfire perked up as if reaching for his ministrations. Clenching the plump pliable flesh bruises bloomed across the porcelain and the branding marked him as surely as it marked her.

Ready, quivering in anticipation, he readied to release more of his power. He forced her to her knees and she assumed the perfect kneeling position so naturally subservient. His talons pried open her mouth and her small pink tongue flicked out to moisten her panting lips. Crouching he commanded her to open wide. Even at an obscenely bent angle and her open as wide as she could stretch this was going to be a feat. His cock twitched and grew which increased the level of difficulty.

"Stick out your tongue!" Raspy, choked up with arousal, his hot breath expelled across her face as he demanded her obedience. Small, pink, hot it extended and he groaned in anticipation. If he couldn't settle for sinking into her mouth he would get at least a semblance of using her to service his need.

Placing the tip of his organ across the flat pane of that kittenish tongue, he rubbed it back and forth dripping his preemptive fluids into her mouth. She kept gasping and swallowing when he would retract and give her the chance. Tears started to form at the corner of her eyes. Testing the limits of her lips he started to descend into the moist cavern. Straining against the intrusion she barely made it an inch before she tried to retreat. Firmly anchoring her head he held himself and let her adjust to his size. When it became an exercise in futility he left it at the depth that he had conquered and decided to focus his attention on her for a moment.

His long, whip like, spiny barbed tail slithered its way from behind him and started to tease its way up her body. Starting at her toes, whipping out to lightly tap her flesh on its journey, it made its way unerringly to her plump buttocks. Barely able to resist piercing her fast and fiercely he slid through the moist cleft of her center and gathered the necessary moisture to make his dark possession more pleasurable for her.

His cock in her mouth, his tail entering her rear portal, the feelings engulfed him. Shuddering his eyes closed and he had to gather the command of himself. It would be easy to lose his mastery in the enslavement of this beautiful being. Retreating momentarily he stared into her gaze and translated through his energy his sovereignty and expectation of her submission.

Laid out before him, hair spread on the pillow, light slanting across her face illuminating her, casting her in the glow making her appear as the angel in contrast to his devil, he swallowed the saliva gathering in his mouth. Pressing the stone stalk into her they both released a cry of relief and excitement. Trying to slow, shaking, failing, he fully descended and she became completely his.

He was Deep inside her

Pressing her down

Grinding into her

Making her feel the immensity of his authority

Sharing his energy with her

Feeding off of her submission...

She arched her body into him as he thrust into her hard and demanding. He pinned her flat pressing her into the mattress and commanded her body with his. His chest pressing against her their energies merging he poured himself into her as he forced her to surrender her cries to the darkness.