Be Careful What You Wish For: A Zombie Apocalypse
Chapter 205: Let Me Show You

Chapter 205: Let Me Show You

It took longer than I wanted to admit for Pride’s words to fully penetrate my brain... mostly because I was thinking about other parts of him that could penetrate me. But the image he was crafting made me want to clench my thighs or climb him like a tree.

"You’re too big for any other that," I huffed out, not knowing if I was disappointed in that fact or relieved.

However, the moment the words were out of my mouth, Pride shrunk down until he was back to Dante’s size, but keeping his horns, wings... and that tail.

As if it had a mind of its own, his tail wrapped around my waist and pulled me forward until Pride’s head was resting against my own. "What about now?" he whispered to me, and I could feel his longing like it was my own. "Am I too big for that now?"

Wordlessly, I shook my head, my eyes never leaving his. This was the first time that I realized that Pride had bright white eyes that sparkled with silver flecks that looked like twinkling stars in the sky.

Mesmerized, it took me longer than it should have to realize that Pride’s lips were gently pressed against my own. For a moment, I froze, my body not sure how it was supposed to act.

I hated kissing, I hated being touched in a sexual way. I might be the world’s biggest flirt, but I would fully admit to being a cock tease simply because I would never put out... not by my own free will.

But the feeling of Pride pressed against me, his lips on mine as he moved them ever so slowly and softly; it was like coming home. Tentatively, I wrapped my arms around his neck, my own lips following the tutorial he was giving me.

Was a kiss always supposed to be like this? Like I was the most precious thing in the world? I always thought they were dominating, especially when Père’s tongue jammed itself down my throat.

But the second I opened my mouth to breathe, Pride’s tongue entered my mouth to softly stroke my own... like an invitation to come out and play.

Titling my head to the side so I could get even closer to Pride, I copied his motions, letting my tongue stroke his in return.

When I was rewarded with a cut off moan of pleasure for the demon in front of me, I doubled down.

Now, instead of just sitting back and letting him lead, I took charge, and my tongue entered into his mouth. It explored every corner that it had access to, relishing the taste of chocolate caramel candy that seemed to be the taste of Pride himself. Even when I ended up cutting the tip of my tongue on his sharp canine teeth, I couldn’t cut off the kiss. In fact, the taste of blood seemed to ramp everything up to the next level.

Copying my move, Pride cut his own tongue before bringing it back to my mouth, letting me drink the drops of his blood down like the best-tasting Bourbon I had ever had.

"I like the taste of your blood in my mouth just a little too much," I chuckled, pulling away just enough so that I could look my demon in his eyes. And he was my demon now.

I could feel everything he felt; I could feel the touch of my hands on his skin as if he was touching me in the exact same way; I could feel the influx of energy as he fed me the Pride he felt in me.

"Mon Ange," he purred. Never once letting me go, his lips moved slowly from my mouth until he was kissing my cheek, then my ear, then my neck. The feeling of his teeth gently nipping at my pulse, knowing exactly what he was, sent a bolt of pleasure down to my pussy. "My Hattie."

"My Pride," I replied, just as possessive as the demon was. "I’m not happy," I hissed as he continued to take his time, enjoying the taste of my skin and the feeling of my body against him.

"My Queen isn’t happy?" he purred, the smirk on his face making me want to hit him. "Well, we can’t have that, now can we?"

His tail... his fucking tail... picked me up until I was high above him, gripping onto his horns for dear life. Looking down, I was... shocked... to see his tongue for the first time. It was long and forked, something that I hadn’t realized when I was kissing him before...

But that wasn’t possible. There was no way that thing could ever be considered human.

"Dante wanted a taste," replied Pride as he looked up at me. "He let me borrow his tongue for our first kiss so it wouldn’t upset you. But for this? I need a taste of this. Dante can have his turn after I am done with you."

I was about to open my mouth to demand just what the fuck he was talking about, but it was at that moment I could feel his head going under my skirt.

His tongue that forked appendage that seemed to be longer than my forearm, wrapped itself against the crotch of my panties, ripping them wide open.

Before I could protest, I could feel the heat from his mouth dancing over my wet, sensitive skin as he breathed me in deeply. "I don’t think you are supposed to be doing that," I murmured, unsure if we were doing something wrong. But Hell help me, it felt so good.

"Has no one tasted your honey, mon ange?" purred Pride, even though he knew damn well that Père would never have stooped so low as to have tasted me.

"No," I stuttered, shaking my head even as my breaths came out in gasps as I gripped his horns harder in my hands. But my actions didn’t seem to put him off. Instead, I could feel him chuckling to himself at my answer.

"Then let me show you just how good it can feel."

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