Chapter Thirty-Four
The flavor of the Dark Lord's cum burst across Morana's taste buds. She shuddered as she licked up the undine's cheek. Maya was such a basic prep. Wore trendy clothes and makeup. She followed Leo around like a puppy begging for his attention. She had no self-respect.
But now Leo was the Dark Lord. He had summoned Morana to this world. She had been yanked out of the boring conformity. No Starbucks on every corner full of posers thinking they were cool with their skinny jeans and close-shorn beards. No girls who thought dying their hair made them anything less than a sheeple bleating what the others did. No hashtags on Twitter to pretend they cared about an issue. No pretending they were virtuous by slapping a little border around their Facebook post.
Slacktivism. Twitter. TikTok. Corporatism. It was all gone. She was free of that terrible world that demanded you act the same. Be the same. She was no longer shoved into a mold. She was embraced by Death. A banshee. Her voice could kill.
She was the Dark Lord's reaper. A quiver ran through her as she licked the cum off Maya's cheek. That salty delight melted across Morana's taste buds. The virgin banshee's pussy clenched. Heat spilled through her, warming her cold flesh. Mist spilled down her shoulders and back.
The Dark Lord stared down at her. Handsome and strong. His eyes were not the same as they used to be. He had suffered. Pain had tormented him. She could see it. He had strode into the night while the masses hated him. He was different.
And she was his.
Morana licked more of the cum off Maya's rippling flesh. She was made of water and yet had shape. Texture. It was so exciting to lick at her, even if she was a condescending bitch. Because they were both Leo's. The Dark Lord had chosen them both.
Why?
thought Morana.
Why her? There would be so many other girls to pick. Girls who were individuals.
She pushed those questions down as she kept licking up the cum. It was so good. Her tongue stud dimpled Maya's flesh. The salty spunk melted across the banshee's taste buds. She groaned, loving every drop of his cum she licked up.
Maya turned her head. Her watery tongue lapped up the spunk on Morana's face. They cleaned each other up for the Dark Lord. He watched on, his hard dick thrusting out before him. He would soon take her virginity. She would suffer the little death with him. Rapture. Ecstasy. She would find it all from him and his dick.
"Mmm, now we kiss and share his cum," moaned Maya.
"Kiss?" Morana shuddered. This was like what prep girls did at parties to be edgy. Kiss a girl. Pretend to be bisexual. Get the jocks all excited so they could be fucked like the sluts they were. They gave away the magic of sex without any thought.
"Mmm, it'll make Leo so hot," purred Maya.
A quiver of excitement shot through Morana. She kissed Maya without thought. A moan rose in her throat as she sealed her lips on the undine's. Leo groaned as he watched. The Dark Lord wanted her to kiss Maya.
So Morana would. She would kiss Maya and make her Dark Lord so excited. She wanted him to fuck her with that big dick. To ram into her hard and fast. She would quiver on him and find the little death.
La Petite Mort.
The French had such a beautiful word for orgasms. Not something as pedestrian as cumming.
Morana wanted to experience
La Petite Mort
so much. She craved it. Her Dark Lord had claimed her. She was ready to be the vessel of his dark seed. To revel in Black Sabbaths beneath his strong form. She moaned, kissing Maya with such passion, her heart beating fast.
"She's into kissing," Garnet said. "Kweh, heh, heh, big bro. Your banshee's such a slut for you."
Of course, I'm a slut of the Dark Lord,
thought Morana as she kissed Maya. It was surprisingly pleasant to do, making the banshee's cunt clench.
He is so worthy of my passion. Like Brandon Lee.
Leo was as dark and exciting as the hero of Morana's favorite film,
The Crow.
He had rescued her from mediocrity. He had yanked her out of the mundane and given her salvation. She quivered, her pussy growing hotter and hotter as she kissed Maya for his benefit.
Maya broke the kiss. "Mmm, that was good, but we need to have cum to pass it back and forth. That will make Leo hot. He's a big perv. Remember that. He's a big perv, and so are we."
"Yes, yes, yes," Garnet moaned, her leathery wings rustling.
Morana licked cum off Maya's cheek as she lapped it off the banshee's temple. Then their lips met again. Morana thrust her pierced tongue into Maya's mouth, coated in the Dark Lord's seed. The banshee groaned as they passed his spunk back and forth, the salty flavor melting across Morana's taste buds.
This is such a rush,
thought Morana.
We're both his women. We aren't sluts trying to impress a boy. We're Leo's women, his dark coven, worshiping his prowess by sharing his salty offering back and forth.
Morana's hot pussy clenched. She was on fire. She would have such a big orgasm. Just a huge burst of pleasure that would rush out of her. She quivered, kissing Maya with such passion. The flavor of the cum dwindled.
"Ooh, ooh, yes!" squealed Garnet. "Big bro, you have to fuck her! You have to fuck her as she's eating out my pussy! Please, please, big bro! I want to play with Morana.
Eating pussy?
A shiver ran through Morana. She had never had any interest in girls, but... Kissing Maya had been delicious. And Garnet was clearly a devotee of the dark. The girl might have been a prep in the other world, but here she was no poser.
