SO TEMPTED TO TOUCH: Erotica short stories.

Chapt 2

Chloe

My thighs trembled as the black tendrils pinned and spread me wider, leaving me bare and helpless beneath his gaze. His glowing red eyes dragged over every inch of me, lingering between my legs where I was already wet, throbbing with a need I didn’t want to admit—not out loud. But he could smell it. And now he'll taste it.

“Mmm… needy little human,” Maeltryn purred, his voice like chocolate and smex. “You summoned me, called my name twice. I don’t leave without claiming what’s mine.”

He climbed onto the bed, slow and predatory —until his broad shoulders settled between my spread thighs. His massive hands gripped them, keeping me wide, completely exposed.

Then… his tongue slid out again.

My eyes nearly rolled back.

It extended, long and thick, hot against my skin, the forked tip flicking teasingly over my inner thigh.

“Fck,” I whimpered, trying to squirm, but the shadows held me tight.

“Shh…” His eyes met mine, glowing brighter. “You’ll forget that pathetic mortal’s name by the time I’m done tongue-fcking this sweet little twat.”

The tip of his tongue slid up my inner thigh, so slow, so deliberate, tracing circles that made me arch off the bed. It flicked higher, tasting and teasing me, until the hot, slick length of it pressed between my lips.

“Oh my—”

The words cut off as his tongue flattened against me, wide and hot, licking a broad, devastating stripe up my p***y. My hips bucked, but the tendrils pinned me mercilessly.

Then he did it again. And again. Each slow, firm stroke left me trembling, my cl!t pulsing with every pass.

But he wasn’t done.

The forked tip slid lower, teasing my pssy, circling it with filthy precision.

And then… he pushed it inside.

I cried out as his tongue filled me—stretching me, f*****g me with a skill no mortal man could dream of. It curled and pulsed deep inside me, hitting every desperate, aching spot, making my walls flutter around him.

His eyes stayed locked on mine, the red glow shifted to golden.

“You’re mine now,” he growled against my dripping lips, his voice vibrating through me as he thrust his tongue deeper and harder.

I couldn’t think or breathe. This was the stuff!

“Oh…mmhhh.”

His tongue f!cked me relentlessly, stroking every sweet, sensitive inch, the forked tip teasing deeper, curling just right until my orgasm built fast, overwhelming, impossible to stop.

“Come for me, sweet summoner,” he ordered, his voice dripping with wicked glee.

I shattered.

My back arched, the tendrils holding me tight as waves of pleasure ripped through me. My thighs shook, my cries filling the room as his tongue kept moving, never slowing, dragging me through the aftershocks until I was a trembling, dripping mess beneath him.

Only then did he pull back, licking his lips, eyes glowing brighter than ever.

“One down,” he smirked. “And we’ve got all night.”

My body barely settled from the orgasm, my thighs still twitching, when Maeltryn’s hands slid up my sides, gripping my hips possessively.

“Tired already?” he teased, “We’ve only just begun, little human.”

In an effortless motion, he flipped me onto my stomach. The black tendrils never loosened, coiling around my wrists and ankles, keeping me splayed—face down, ass up, completely exposed for him.

Heat flushed my cheeks, but it was drowned by raw need as I felt him settle behind me.

His large hands kneaded the soft flesh of my a$$, spreading me wide.

“Perfect,” he groaned, his voice dropping to a growl. “Every inch of you, mine to taste… And to enjoy.”

I barely had time to gasp before his tongue was back.

Long, hot and savouring.

It slid between my thighs again, but this time… lower.

The forked tip teased, then dipped lower, tracing down to the tight, untouched ring of muscle between my cheeks.

My breath hitched. “Wait—”

“Shh.” His hand pressed between my shoulder blades, holding me down. “I’ll have every inch of you quivering before the night’s done. You are all mine, human.”

His tongue circled my tight h0le, teasing, flicking, wet and hot and unbearably smexy. The forked tip toyed with the sensitive rim, making me shiver, making heat pulse between my legs all over again.

And then… he pushed inside.

“F!ck—!”

The intrusion was slow, stretching, his tongue impossibly long, sliding deep as he devoured me from behind. My knees buckled, but the tendrils held me firm, helpless, open as he tongue-f****d me, deeper, hotter, rougher in my a$$.

The obscene, wet sounds filled the room as he worked me with inhuman skill, his low groans vibrating against my skin.

I couldn’t think. Couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t stop the needy moans pouring from my lips as his tongue fcked my tightest hole, stretching me, leaving me a mess.

“So responsive,” he growled, pulling back just enough to flick his tongue lower again, thrusting it into my soaked pssy before retreating—back and forth, keeping me on the edge, pushing every filthy boundary I had.

My body burned, hips rocking, desperate for more, for everything.

“Please,” I gasped, my voice hoarse. “Please, Maeltryn—”

“That’s it.” His hand tangled in my hair, yanking my head back so I couldn’t look away from him. “Beg for your king. You wanted revenge…F!ck that! I’ll give you something better.”

His tongue slid deep inside me again, this time curling upward, stroking that perfect, hot spot as he f!cked me relentlessly with it, his other hand sliding down to rub my cl!t in rough, delicious circles.

I shattered again, my body locking up as wave after wave of blinding pleasure rolled through me, his tongue never stopping, his grip never loosening, owning every inch of me until I was boneless and gasping beneath him.

And still… he wasn’t done.

“I told you,” he whispered, his voice dark, full of promise as he hovered over me. “You’re not leaving this bed until I’ve made you forget every pathetic memory of him… and replaced them with the way I own this perfect little body.”

My body was limp, ruined in the best way, trembling under Maeltryn’s touch — but his hunger was far from satisfied.

With one smooth motion, he flipped me onto my back again, the black tendrils shifting to hold my wrists above my head. My legs stayed spread wide, pinned open for him like I was nothing but a feast laid bare. And honestly, I loved it.

His eyes roamed over me, glowing red.

“Look at you…” he murmured, sliding his large hands up my trembling thighs, over my hips, across my stomach. “Wrecked, dripping… and still, I haven’t even touched these…”

His palms cupped my brëasts, squeezing gently, thumbs brushing over my hardened n!pples.

I whimpered, arching into his touch, already raw and sensitive from the endless teasing.

His head dipped low, sharp horns glinting faintly as his hot mouth wrapped around one of my n!pples.

The contrast of heat and scrape of his fangs made my back arch off the bed. He suckled gently, his tongue flicking and swirling, coaxing the tight bud into aching peaks. His other hand kneaded the opposite b00b, pinching and rolling the n!pple between his fingers.

And then… I felt it.

The sharp sting of his teeth sinking gently into the soft flesh just beneath my breast.

“Mine,” he growled, his voice vibrating against my skin. “My queen. My little human prize. Now you belong to me.”

The bite sent a delicious jolt straight between my legs. I gasped, my thighs instinctively pressing together, but the tendrils held me wide.

“Say it,” he commanded, pulling back, lips glistening, eyes blazing. “Tell me you’re mine.”

I could barely form words, but the raw possessiveness in his voice, the worship in his touch—it shattered the last fragile wall around me.

“I’m yours,” I whispered, my voice hoarse and low,“Your queen… yours forever.”

His grin widened, pure satisfaction dripping from every inch of him.

“Good girl.”

His hand slid down, wrapping around his c**k—and f**k, even that was glorious. Thick, medium sized and hard— the tip already leaking.

“Now…” He lined himself up, rubbing the head against my waiting wet pssy . “I’m going to fill you, stretch you and mark you from the inside out… and when I’m done, there won’t be a single part of you untouched by your demon king.”

And with one hard, possessive thrust—he was inside me, deeply filling every desperate inch as my head fell back and a ragged m0an tore from my throat.