Sweet Succubus by Delilah Devlin Read Free Book Online

dragging in his scent. A low humming sounded all around him, and he almost smiled because her features softened.
    “Is that your pleasure look? I like it, baby,” he whispered.
    Her eyes narrowed on his face.
    But Moses wasn’t worried. He slowly raised his hands and placed them over her breasts, cupping her, massaging her tight mounds, enjoying the scrape of her hard nipples.
    She wriggled her ass, grinding herself down his shaft until their groins met. Then she angled her torso, leaning her chest into his hands as he pressed and molded her soft flesh.
    “You’re all woman, even when you’re a blue bitch. I like it, baby. Now why don’t you move a bit? I know you need to. Do it. Take us both.”
    Behind her body, her wings snapped outward, framing her like a naked angel. Her head tilted back, eyes still watching him warily. But she began to move on his dick, circling around and around, deep internal contractions caressing his shaft, the ripples so strong he felt them shuffle along his length.
    With a push, he came up on his elbows and rooted at a breast, snaking his tongue around the tip, and then flicking it before latching on. As soon as he began to draw on the stem like it was a straw, she lifted herself, coming off his cock then slamming down, over and over.
    Moses slid a hand around her back, between her wings, and anchored himself on her breast, suctioning hard as she pumped, consuming his cock, slamming her pussy down again and again. The heat building between them became incendiary, doused only by the fluid washing down her channel to ease her rapid strokes.
    When she flung back her head, her entire body spasmed, racked with a delight so pleasurable, so addictive for him that he never wanted it to stop.
    She fucked and fucked, her mouth opening wide, desperate howling cries ripping from her throat.
    So beautiful was her orgasm that he was pulled along. His body spasming, jerking, rutting hard, but still he didn’t come. They beat against each other, both straining. Moses’s body was so tight, so tense now, he begged and cursed, wondering at the last if this was how the others had died—in exquisite agony, unable to give up the pleasure but dying to come.
    Abruptly, she came off him then urged him up, her hands guiding him around, pushing roughly until he was on his hands and knees. What the hell was going on?
    His body was too consumed with need to care.
    Until he felt something prod his ass. He froze, his gaze flying to a mirror.
    Blue Girl stood behind him, her legs spread so wide her crotch was even with his ass, but she held something in her hand that jutted from her body.
    Fuck, she held a cock!
    Moses didn’t know how she had one, didn’t much care. He scrambled forward on the bed, trying to escape. But her hand clamped on his ankle, crunching painfully.
    “ Please, neeed, ” she said softly.
    His gaze met hers again. It was still her. Still Blue Girl, but now he could tell she hadn’t just grown a dick and a pair of balls. Her clitoris had expanded about three inches, and she stroked it. Which might have been sexy as hell if he’d been facing her.
    “Not my ass, baby. Please, not my ass.”
    Her head wagged, and a little smile turned up the corners.
    Moses moaned and gave a little naked sob, because he wasn’t gonna deny her—and Viper would never let him live this down.
    Her hands parted his buttocks, and he faced forward, grimacing. However, when she prodded him this time, she sent a wave of heat pulsing through him. Moisture slid between his cheeks, and he braced himself, blowing hard to relax while she slid inside, her hot, slick little appendage fucking him.
    “Sweet, fucking sweet,” he moaned, as she began to rock. He pushed back to take her deeper, and the humming started. Her pleasure sound.
    Her body folded over him, riding his back. A hand reached around to stroke his cock. His arousal, which hadn’t abated one iota, surged, and he thrust in unison with her moves. At last his