Page 14 of Zodiac Hybrids

This is so wrong. I shouldn’t be doing this. I don’t know him at all. He’s too old for me. He’s a literal monster.

“A-Adrian.” I rasped through the hitch in my breathing. Please don’t fucking stop.

“You’re so close, aren’t you?” His words barely penetrated the fog filling my mind. For the first time in my overthinking existence, all I could focus on was the pleasure between my legs. “Have you ever felt anything like this?” He asked, only to cruelly stop rubbing me, leaving at that brink of release. “How badly do you want to come for me?”

“Please.” Words. I couldn’t make words. How could he ask me questions and expect me to answer right now? Tears dripped down the side of my face, and all I wanted was for him to show me what was on the other side. I tried to grind against his cock, but he held me still with a strong, controlling grip. “Please.” I whined, dragging out the vowels like he was so brutally dragging out my road to orgasm.

He shook his head, but was merciful enough to press down on my sensitive clit, though not enough to let me keep riding the ridges of his shaft.

“There are consequences when you come for an incubus, darling.” His growl was tantalizing, as he punctuated the statement by rubbing along me with another smooth thrust. “Are you sure you’re prepared to be mine?”

Another drive through my slickness kept me teetering on the edge, and he continued playing me. He read my body’s needs so he could effortlessly and unfairly dance on the tight rope until I was tipping past the point of madness, but never quite seeing the other side.

I should have said no. I should have told him I was still a virgin, and I couldn’t take him. That his cock was too big. That I couldn’t handle it. That I’d never let anyone inside me before. That no one had ever wanted to. That I’d been ready for years, but didn’t know if I would ever find someone who saw me as beautiful.

I should have said all of that, but “yes” was all I said in response.

And a wicked smile was all he returned.

He grabbed my thighs and shoved them towards my chest until he hit the limit of my flexibility, then he let me rest my calves on his shoulders. While I didn’t exactly have many cocks to compare it to, the monstrous girth and length he was lining up with my pussy had me trembling just looking at it.

“Why can’t I resist you?” His low growl was thick with desire. He pressed in slowly, giving my body time to make room for his. “You’re exquisite, Lila.”

Every time he said my name, so familiar and aware, it made me shudder, while the feel of his cock burrowing into my body stole my breath away. I bit into my lip to brace myself, hoping it wouldn’t hurt as much as I’d been told it might. I’d never even tried a dildo before, and I had no clue what my body could handle.

Every inch reshaped me to his thickness, while subsequently rubbing on pleasure points I didn’t know I had. He dug his claws into my hips, drawing blood at every point, while he buried himself all the way to his base. I took him all, and I reveled in the extent of heat, pressure, and fullness radiated through me. He shifted his hips, as if to emphasize how securely we were now joined.

We were fully one, and the pressure on my inner walls was euphoria. I’d always been told my first time would be painful, yet this creature almost seemed to heal me as he stretched me. Some subtle magic made my body his perfect fit and perfect match, and every twitch jolted new sensations through my core.

He stayed there for a few seconds, unmoving and patient, like he was gauging my reaction and mental state. With the utmost care, pulled out, enough that I could see my own fluids coating his soaked cock, and he held in that position long enough for me to take in the indisputable image of his body inside mine. He met my eyes and smirked before he drove back in, fast and hard.

I cried out, and I held onto his shoulders as he drove in again and again, building his own release on top of my own.

“You’re taking me so well.” His perfect voice vibrated through my whole body. “Like you were always meant to belong to me.” He pulled out and slammed in again. I threw my head back on impact, letting that feeling shake through my nerves. I dug my teeth harder into my lip, and he shook his head in response. “Don’t hold back. Scream for me, Darling. Let me feed on your pleasure.”

Was that what he was doing? Feeding on my arousal?

Of course he was. An incubus was a lust demon. My pleasure was his pleasure, and my orgasm was his meal.

At what cost? My innocence? Some arbitrary worth assigned to me based on whether or not another person had been willing to touch me?

He thought he was taking my virginity, but I didn’t want it to begin with. I wanted to feel good. I wanted that high and that euphoria of an orgasm, and I needed release as much as anyone else. The sooner I got this first time out of the way, the sooner I could find my own sexuality and desires. All the expectations and importance would be gone, and I could move forward without pressure of who would be first.

God, I wanted that.

He dragged his claws down my thighs, leaving a trail of blood in their wake, then he gripped my calves on his shoulders and dug his bladed fingertips into the muscle. The sensation of pain was dulled by the perfection he was still pumping through me. I might not have noticed it at all, if not for the image of red liquid dribbling down my skin.

Adrian turned his head and pressed his lips to my fresh wounds. He sucked on my skin, and massaged each cut with his tongue, closing and healing them with his saliva. His soothing tongue left a cold sensation tingling beneath my scalding skin, until every cut was completely gone.

He was rough and soft, and I couldn’t decide what side I enjoyed more as I was fast approaching critical again. I held onto his beastly shoulders for dear life, and he encompassed us in the shield of his massive wings, hiding my trembling and writhing body from the outside world.

“Please don’t stop—“ I started rocking my hips in time with his thrusts, trying to drive him in deeper, and that only spurred him on. Adrian had mastered my body in minutes, while I hadn’t even mastered it over twenty-two years. He was so thick, there wasn’t a single spot he wasn’t hitting inside me, and when he joined his thrusts with his thumb on my clit, I was helplessly gone.

I let myself scream his name when that first wave hit. Tears bloomed from the corners of my eyes, when he still didn’t slow, bringing me higher and higher. I couldn’t have begged him to stop if I tried. I was a slave to that feeling, and I didn’t want to break my chains.

I dug my nails into his fur as he forced another orgasm through my soul, and my pussy spasmed on that perfect cock when he tensed and filled me with thick release.

His seed inside me sent an unexplainable tingle up through my spine, and I held onto him, desperately, as my mind started teetering into blackness.