"Ah what a good walk," I said as I walked Lia back. I'd made $500 and Lia was tearing up, still crawling on the ground. She looked broken, but unfortunately for us both, I wasn't fully done at all yet. "Look Lia, Helen is studying so diligently during her break. What a role model."
Helen's back went rigid but she didn't turn to look at us. I could tell she was trying her hardest not to get involved at all. Too bad her classroom was on the way back to mine.
Lia looked up at me in disbelief. "I don't..."
"Barking beside her should provide some good ASMR to help her studies, don't you think?" I pulled Lia into the classroom and right up to Helen's desk. "Now bark away. And if you do it half-heartedly, I'll share your photos."
Lia burst into tears but barked like a little, annoying chihuahua. Helen tried to ignore it for a bit but eventually stood up, shutting Lia up. "Who do you think you are?" Helen glared.
"The owner of this dog," I said. "Don't worry she doesn't bite and even if she does, I'm sure she's got all her shots. So go ahead and just focus on studying."
Helen glared and stomped out of the classroom, right past Lia like they weren't just friends a few days ago. I guess this friendship between them is dead.
The bell rang signaling the end of break, so I took the collar off Lia and left the classroom, leaving Lia there to feel whatever shame she was feeling.
I also decided I'm both satisfied and disgusted with myself. Sadly, this had to be just the beginning.
I needed a distraction.
***
Nothing could distract me for the rest of the day and all the way home. I can't believe I did that today! I can't believe I feel guilty about dishing out what was given to me.
Am I really that soft?
"What wrong with you?" Darius asked as he exited the bathroom. Could he distract me? I mean, I fed him a bunch of my personal revenge today, surely I can use him back now.
Just to forget the bad feeling.
If I can connect more to Darius being a demon, maybe this will be easier next time. My hands went up to his neck to play with his soft curls. It was a rather intimate position.
"Making the first move without pheromones? I knew no one could resist me but you must want me more than I thought," he whispered smugly before pressing his lips to mine softly.
Does he ever drop his ego?
My memory had not done it justice; his sweet taste, the feeling of his hard body against mine, his hands gripping my hips. It was so much more distracting than just sitting with my thoughts.
Let him think whatever he wants. I just needed to use him to feel better about myself.
I touched his bottom lip with my tongue, my clit throbbing when he groaned and opened his mouth to me, swirling his tongue with mine as his hands slid down to my ass.
Pushing my hips into his, I was pleased to find that he was just as hard as I was wet. My hand slid into his hair, holding him tightly to me as his hands roamed my back and ass. Our kiss grew more heated, his fingers grasping desperately at the skin of my back after hurriedly un-tucking my shirt from my skirt.
Ripping my shirt open, I vaguely registered the buttons scattering to the floor before he was pushing it off my shoulders, breaking the kiss just long enough to pull his shirt over his head before bringing his mouth back to mine.
I could see the ring spreading and my body feeling lighter.
Walking us backward, his fingers fumbled with the button on my skirt as my hands caressed and touched the newly exposed skin of his chest and stomach. He just felt so good under my hands, every line and ripple and defined muscle my hands traced left me wanting more.
Growling, he pushed me onto the bed. Panting, he backed away from me and smirked when his lust-filled gaze darkened further as he looked me over.
Once the pheromones hit me, my body was on overload, the sensation increasing every time he licked his lips or moaned.
He fell to his knees before me. "Fuck, I need that-" he mumbled breathlessly just before his mouth covered my hot core.
"Shit, Darius!" I gasped at the sudden pleasure, one hand weaving into his hair as the other braced myself on the bed sheets.
He was unrelenting, licking and sucking so quickly, I was sure I would come within seconds. "Darius... Oh, God...slow down, please...I don't think I like this," I begged, clenching my eyes shut when he looked up at me, the sight of him with his face buried in my folds too erotic for my over-stimulated senses to handle.
Rubbing his hands up and down my thighs, he pulled his mouth away and moved up, licking and sucking gently. "What do you want, Melody?" he asked, lifting one of my legs so it was bent and spread wide, exposing my body to him completely. "Do you want me to fuck you?" He licked the soft patch of skin behind my clit, letting his tongue slide lower and lower. "Or maybe...something else?"
Tightening my hand in his hair, my hips involuntarily began grinding against his face, his light caress turning into deliberate licks and strong jabs with his tongue. My head fell back and a deep moan rumbled out of my chest when he actually penetrated me, his tongue darting in and out quickly.
"Fuck me," I whimpered, his actions driving me to the brink all while my neglected clit twitched and leaked with every new spot he hit inside me.
"Gladly."
I almost whined when his touch disappeared. Rubbing his dick against my hole for a moment, he slowly entered me, my tight ring of muscle giving way to the thick tip of the head.
"Ugh," I groaned as the deep, pleasurable burn spread through me, knocking out any possibility of thinking about my guilt.
"I know, I'm good," he smirked.
I welcomed the feeling of him stretching me out and entering me so perfectly. "Oh my-" he gasped before his head lifted off my shoulder, falling back as a rough growl poured from him. "Fuck!"
His trembling turned into full-blown shaking as he gripped my hips so hard I was sure I would have bruises. His eyes met mine again and the look they held was positively feral.
Fusing his mouth to my neck once more, he rocked his hips, sliding out most of the way before slamming into me again, my breath leaving me in a rush at the brutal movement.
"Darius!"
"You feel so fucking good, little one...so, so good," he grunted, his lips finally reaching mine again. Our tongues twisted as his hard thrusts continued, bringing me closer and closer to the sweet release I craved so terribly. My muscles already tensing repeatedly as my rigid clit left a slick trail of arousal on us.
Moaning, he picked up the pace, pounding me harder and faster than before as I dug my nails into the skin on his back. Only seconds later, I felt my clit swell and twitch, a harsh cry escaping me as I climaxed against his stomach.
His rough whisper of my name penetrated the haze he had put me in and, even in the midst of my orgasm, I opened my eyes and stared deep into his as he came.
Right before his eyes gave in and closed, I saw a flicker of something intense and I felt like helpless prey again, and I felt relieved surrendering to it completely instead of fighting it. As he pulsed in me, his dick filling me up, I held him even tighter.