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Still… it’s very definitely not human.
It’s a very pretty pink, deepening until the tip. A rosy colour, flush with arousal.
But it’s startlingly long. And worryingly thick.
So why does a bolt of pure lust strike through me?
“No, it doesn’t change my mind.”
“Good.” With a deep laugh, he goes back to his throne, sitting before he looks at me again.
He studies me, a long perusal and for a moment I worry that maybe he is the one who’ change his mind.
“Knees.” The word rolls over me, deep and heavy with a command.
I struggle to comprehend the strength of my initial reaction, and barely choke out the word, “What?”
One brow raised, he points to the floor in front of him. “On your knees, Lily.”
I take a step toward him, but don’t move quickly enough.
His voice is hard when he says, “Do as you're told.”
The floor is sharp on my knees, the pause as he looks me over is sharper.
“Good girl.”
I shouldn’t like that so much.
It shouldn’t send a bolt of pure excitement through me.
But now that I’m on my knees, with his cock in line with my face, I start to worry….
Wanting something, and being able to take it are two very different things.
“It will work.”
My gaze rises from his cock to his impossibly dark eyes. “Can you read my thoughts?”
“No. But your face is an open book, Lily.” He holds out his hand, and I take it, letting him lead me forward, walking on my knees. “Do you like sucking cock?”
I nod, the weight of the mask’s ears pull me forward more than I expect them to.
“Good. I’d hate to have to train you from the start.”
I shiver as the soft fur of his legs brush my arms. The floor seems to rise up beneath me, placing me exactly where I need to be to take him.
I’ve given dozens of blowjobs before. This isn’t going to be anything like those.
I can’t look away from his cock as I wrap my hand around the thick base. No amount of lying to myself is going to make his just like the others I’ve played with.
It’s enormous and the end tapers to a point, not the round bell of a mortal man’s.
It’s just as soft and so much harder.
“Are you taking your time? Or delaying the inevitable?”
I look up at him and wonder how much of the bravado I could get away with. That kind of impatience usually makes me tease them long enough they squirm with want.
