Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 78259 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 391(@200wpm)___ 313(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78259 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 391(@200wpm)___ 313(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
Moaning, she ground her hips, clasping her fingers around my cock.
Hot desire sparked all over my skin. I growled.
I needed to fuck her now. Feeding from her desire and only licking my finger would not be enough.
Not with this one.
She fisted those fingers around my cock and pumped her hand.
The hotel room drifted away. It was only her and me.
I groaned as she tightened her grip.
She’s unlike all the others.
Her pussy begged for the slow, steady press of my tongue, from the entrance to the back of her pussy. She needed my tongue to torture her clit, to slowly spread her open and glide inside of her, teasing her with just the tip of it. My thumb strummed her clit until she purred for me.
“Tonight, I will taste you like no other. And you will scream my name when you come.” I pushed my fingers deeper into her velvety softness and wished my dick were inside of her, stretching her folds open.
Fatou cried out with pleasure, her breasts bouncing up and down as she ground into my hand.
Yes. She’ll be under my control soon.
Squeezing more blood from my finger, I smeared it around her mouth.
She tilted her head, wrapped her lips around my finger, and sucked. The edge of her teeth pressed into my skin.
Wait.
I froze for a few seconds and relaxed.
No. She’s full of lust. I’m in control.
There was no need to worry about her fangs or their venom.
She grabbed the throbbing head of my cock, tightening her fingers around my shaft.
“All hells. You’re special.” I closed my eyes, losing myself in her wet mouth and the sharp tip of her fang piercing my finger.
What?
I opened my eyes wide.
She bit me?
Shock poured over me. Her fangs sank deeper into my flesh.
No!
Her cold venom stung my skin and entered my body.
Rage coursed through me. I jerked back, snatching my finger from her mouth.
“Goodnight, Azar.”
Growling, I fell backward, unable to control my body. “I am going to kill you!”
I crashed to the floor.
My vision blurred into darkness.
Chapter 4
A Pissed-off Demon
Fatou
The next morning, Azar woke me up with the sound of his ferocious snarl. The demonic noise cut through my skull and sent a flood of icy dread down my spine.
Oh no. He’s up.
I sat up in bed and scanned the space.
Good. He didn’t break free.
Azar snarled again. This one echoed through the entire suite, setting off car alarms on the street below. Several dogs began barking.
I threw the covers off me and hurried out of bed.
Okay. Okay. Let’s just calm down.
Azar roared in a thunderous rage. “Fatou!”
I’m coming.
At this rate, the hotel’s security would come knocking. In fact, the humans probably called the police.
Supernaturals had a secret treaty with The United Nations also known as the UN. It was the largest human intergovernmental organization in the world, with a current membership of 193 countries.
The UN was similar to the United Supernatural Council or USC in which every supernatural being authority held a seat in the organization and equal representation.
Centuries ago, the United Supernatural Council contacted the humans’ top leaders and revealed our existence. Due to humans outnumbering supernaturals and being well-skilled at killing everything around them, our leaders believed diplomacy would work better with this species.
For many supernaturals, humans served as energy sources. Their blood quenched vampires. Some shapeshifters enjoyed their flesh. Soul-eaters snacked on their souls. Their sexual energy fed demons. The human world served as the “farm” for these creatures.
Then, there were species like mine that were simply entertained by them and loved stealing their delicious food.
My people enjoyed watching their evolution. No other species on this earth were created like them. In fact, many thought their imaginations were their true superpower. While some supernaturals like sorcerers and witches could change reality, some humans could use stories, movies, art, and songs to alter and effect reality too.
To us, they were like a human’s most favorite TV show, but it never ended and was absolutely never boring.
Meanwhile, witches loved breeding with them to carry on their diminishing line.
It was a good relationship for all involved; humans got to continue living, and supernaturals got to continue existing…and breeding, which was terribly important to them.
Azar’s next snarl boomed through the space, rattling the walls.
Would you be quiet? You’re going to get us killed.
According to the secret treaty signed by UN countries and United Supernatural Council, our existence was to remain secret as to not deliver the human population into madness. Anytime humans witnessed a supernatural occurrence, USC sent their magic troops to cleanse the humans’ minds and possibly exterminate the creature for breaking our laws.
I rushed to the hotel’s small sitting room.
Thankfully, I chained him up.
I crossed the threshold and stopped.
Demon magic thickened the air, casting a seductive green glow. I felt the demon magic in the air, hot and dark, like a blanket of smoke. It smelled like sulphur and made my eyes water. The raw energy bubbled and boiled against my skin.