Adult Excerpt
The demon woke up. He could feel it
stirring.
“Fuck!” he yelled and picked up one of
his kitchen chairs and threw it against the refrigerator. The monster really
liked the violence. It liked the destruction and urged him on.
He opened drawers, looking for the knife.
When his search of the kitchen proved fruitless, he stalked into his bedroom
and checked the nightstand. There it lay, dull silver gleaming in the hallway
light. He stared at the blade, straight edged and sharp. The demon moaned,
calling for it.
It scared him that the knife had been in
his bedroom yet he had no knowledge of putting it there.
His mind went blank as he reached
for it, clutching it in one hand. With the other hand he unzipped his pants,
popping the top button. He reached into his shorts and gripped his hard shaft,
using the moisture that leaked from the tip to coat the velvety skin. He
pumped, up and down, squeezing the end just enough to please the monster, the
revolting demon that lived inside his head
He closed his eyes as he fisted himself. Thea
came immediately to mind, the woman who’d awaked a monster long thought dead. In
his mind, he undressed her, slowly, kissing every inch of skin he exposed. Sinking
into the vortex between her legs and lapping at her cream, he would take the
moans mewling from her mouth and feast on them. He parted her further, able to
slide one finger into her sweet pussy. Her hips bucked as she cried out his
name, and the hand holding his cock squeezed as he heard her breathless
whimpering of his name. He could almost feel her body tighten as he sucked in
her clit, using his tongue to tease the sensitive nub. And as she came, as her
juices ran over his tongue and face, the hand holding the knife sliced down on
his leg.
He exploded in a climax that shook his
very soul.
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