The Incubus's Heart Ch. 05

"Seneca, ahhh... Right there. Mmm... feels so good." He picked up the pace and she released her hold on his cock and gripped his hips. His precum was flowing freely now, coating her mouth in the best way. The headiness of it filled her brain, and all she could think about was the erection in her mouth and Godwin's fingers on her collar.

The way he brushed his fingers over the collar had her swooning, his need and her need combining into something powerful. She sucked harder, taking control of her head enough to slide down Josh until she couldn't go any deeper. She fought her gag reflex and was disappointed to find that he still had some length exposed to the air.

He didn't seem to mind, his head thrown back. "Oh, yeah, Seneca..." You're so good. Feels so good."

"You taste so good," she breathed, taking a moment to close her mouth before sucking him deep again.

"Seneca..." he growled.

"Come, Josh," she urged, pulling off him again. "I wanna taste you."

"Shit, Seneca, how'm I supposed to hold back if you say shit like that?"

"Don't hold back," she begged. He growled, deep and bassy, then his hands made fists in her hair. He pulled her down his length, watching her with lusty eyes.

"Shit," he groaned. "You're so hot." He started thrusting with his hips, using his grip in her hair, to move her at the pace he needed. "So close, you're so good at this..."

His hips sped up, thrusting into her mouth faster, but not as deep. They were both making needy noises, and she used her hands on his hips to speed him up further. She felt his dick throb under her lips, and a second later he tried to pull her head away. "Sen, gonna cum!"

She sucked hard, bobbing her head despite his grip on her hair. He made a strangled cry as he tried to hold back, but she'd found the pace he needed and didn't relent.

"Fuck," he moaned as he came hard enough that she felt it hit the back of her throat. Again, he tried to pull her off, but she used her vampire strength to keep him in her mouth. A second surge of cum coated her tongue and she moaned aloud. His ejaculate filled her mouth and its musky, slightly bleachy flavor overloaded her senses for a moment.

Her core clenched, she could feel how wet she was, and instead of embarrassing her like it would've another time, it fanned the flames of her arousal. A feeling she was unfamiliar with until recently overcame her, and she ached to have Godwin inside of her. She wouldn't mind Josh, either, she just needed one of these two inside her, and needed it now.

Josh's whole body shook as another thick surge of his... cum (she blushed at the thought) flowed into her mouth. She didn't love the texture, but it tasted so bad in a good, sexy way, that she didn't care. It was naughty, and the realization had her core humming pleasantly, tightening with each swallow. She needed one of them inside her so, so much. Frustrated, she sucked hard when Josh's hips slowed, trying not to waste even a drop of his cum.

He was finished coming but she wanted more. Josh moaned and writhed above her, lost to the pleasure of her mouth as she continued to suck and lick him. She rocked back and forth on her knees, her need driving her to keep moving.

"Shit, Seneca, that was amazing." She smiled up at him as she cleaned him, nipping carefully at his semi-erect penis.

Godwin's hand dipped below her skirt and she swooned again as his fingers pressed against the wet cotton of her panties. She could feel his approval, and desire. She also felt that he wanted Josh to leave, even without words was able to tell he wanted her to dismiss the Wren.

He stroked her over her underwear, pushing into her through the thin, damp cotton. She wished that she wasn't wearing panties at all. The thought had her embarrassed beyond belief. A second later he pulled them away, then he brought them to her nose. Her eyes rolled back in her head as her smell, her needy, sexy smell, mixed with the flavor of Josh in her head.

"Too much," Josh said, though there was no force in his words. His eyes were still shut, his head pressed against the door. His fingers were stroking her hair, then he pushed her away gently. "Damn. That was unexpected, and awesome. Can I-"

"No," she said, interrupting him. "I, ah... I'm good."

"Did I mess up?" he asked, looking alarmed. He tucked himself back into his pants, watching her carefully. "I didn't, I'm sorry if I did something you didn't like. Was it when I used your hair to-"

"No, no, that was good. Sexy. I, ah... um... liked it," she whispered the last part, so ashamed she could die.

"Then why?I I'm not the kinda guy who just takes. I wanna do something for you, too. That was really amazing. Please?"

She whined, frustrated. She wanted him to do something for her, too. Godwin's fingers pressed up into her core, blocked by her slick panties and she knew Godwin would reward her.

"Not tonight," she said, trying to sound firm and not needy. "Next time? I'm, ah, I'm kinda new at this."

He didn't say anything at first. "New at what?"

She shivered as Godwin's finger slowly slid her panties to the side. How did Josh not see him? The whole thing had her on the edge of an orgasm with just the taste of cum in her mouth and Godwin's finger teasing her opening.

"New at... I dunno. Like, this," she said, nodding her head towards him, hoping he'd understand.

He bit his lip, then nodded. "I'll do whatever you want. Do you want me to leave? It seems like you might want me to go."

She felt guitly, but it was quickly washed away by Godwin's lust coming through his collar into her brain. "Yes, please," she whispered, unable to trust herself. "But, ah... we should do this again, maybe?"

"Oh, yes, please," Josh agreed. He reached out and grabbed one of her hands, pulling her to her feet.

"Of course," she nodded, then almost fell as she swooned. He chuckled and caught her, his touch sending pulses of need through her entire body.

She giggled, feeling antsy and nervous and needy. "Yes, please." She flicked the light on and they both squinted, then grabbed the hotel scratch pad and pen. When she turned back to him she caught Josh staring hungrily at her ass. He flushed and took the pad from her, then began to write his number down. She looked at Godwin, but he was watching Josh.

"You sure you don't want a bite?" he asked, looking like he wanted to reach out and touch her again.

She shook her head. "No, seriously, that was what I needed."

He was confused, she saw it on his face, but then he then let it go. "Seneca, thank you. This was... I definitely wasn't expecting this, but it was amazing. I'd love to meet up again. If you wanted to, I mean."

Why was he suddenly so nervous? "Like, whatever you want. I mean, if it means more of this, but even if it doesn't, that's okay, too."

His nervousness was making her nervous. "Yeah, sure. Um, yeah. So, maybe we could just keep it casual? We don't have to, ah, I mean, we can do this, or other things, but, um, I don't want to date anyone right now. Is that okay?" she said, feeling more than awkward.

She could feel Godwin's amusement at their awkward exchange. Of course he was enjoying this.

"Oh, yeah, no, totally. That's cool. I'm not in a relationship right now, and I'm not really looking, either. So, yeah, we could do this again," he babbled.

"You'll need my number, then, right?"

She giggled, feeling antsy and nervous and needy. "Yes, please." She flicked the light on and they both squinted. She grabbed the hotel scratch pad and pen from the desk and when she turned back, she caught him staring hungrily at her ass. He flushed and took the pad from her, then began to write his number down. She looked at Godwin, but he was watching Josh.

She had to physically restrain herself from dancing back and forth on her feet in frustrated need as he jotted his number down. Her whole body was a loose, high tension wire, dancing and flaring wildly, looking for a ground. She had to finish this before she could get her reward. She was so wet now it felt like she had peed herself a little.

Josh handed her the notepad. "I should get going, then?" He wanted to stay, she could tell, but she also knew he'd leave if she wanted him to.

"I'll call you soon," she answered, hoping that was true.

"Okay, sure. Yeah, so... I'll, ah, get going, then. Hey, thanks again, Seneca. Please call me again soon!" He slipped out the door, smiling hard, his dimple endearing.

She watched him walk down the hallway. He turned back and waved and she blushed, waving back, the taste of him still filling her head, driving her crazy. She was still watching as he disappeared around the corner.

Godwin's touch on her shoulder had her jumping. He chuckled, then pulled her back into the room. The door clicked shut behind them, but she suddenly didn't care about anything other than her reward.

Godwin's spectral touch traveled her body, it seemed to be coming from everywhere and nowhere, teasing her relentlessly. "Little hansa, you did such a good job tonight. Do you know what good girls deserve?" he asked, his voice sounding raw and husky.

"Rewards?" was all she could say at first, lost to his spectral barrage. A small voice in the back of her mind wondered what it was about Godwin that made her accept the strangeness of the situation, and why it aroused her so much. Why she loved it so much.

Spectral fingers tracing the swell of her ass pushed the thoughts away. " I have one in mind..." His real hands pushed her shoulders from behind, gently urging her into the room. The light flicked off and they were cast into darkness again, relaxing her a tiny bit.

He lead her to the bed, then trailed his fingers over her body as he sat on the edge of it. Something about the way he was sprawled out on the bed, sexy and alluring in his perfect suit drove all doubts from her mind. She wanted him so much. "Come here, Seneca."

She nodded and her sex tightened expectantly, but her legs suddenly didn't want to work right. She stumbled forward and kind of fell on the bed, the movement drawing attention to the overly slick wetness between her legs. She'd never been this wet before, not ever.

He turned, watching her with pure silver eyes. "Lie down, Seneca," he requested, patting the bed next to him. She sat and he pushed her shoulders down to the bed. His touch was gentle, somehow contrasting the need in his eyes.

"Oh, hansa, you were spectacular tonight," he praised, placing one of his warm hands on her bare thigh. She gasped and he chuckled, his hand sliding between her legs. She trembled as he pulled them apart.

She whimpered when he rolled to his feet. "Shh," he cooed, slowly falling to his knees between hers. "Accept your reward, hansa. You deserve this." He slipped off her shoes, running his fingers over the tops of her feet, then removed her small dress shoe socks.. After her feet were bare he pressed himself between her legs, pushing them wide open. His body was warm, she loved how warm he felt between her thighs, but she wanted more.

There was no way she was gonna ask for it, though.

Thankfully, this time she didn't need to ask. Godwin's hands landed on top of her thighs, then gently slid them wider still, his fingers sliding up her skin as they pushed her skirt out of the way. Warm fingers caressed the hem of her panties and she trembled and moved to sit up. Godwin had been expecting it, and pushed her back down gently, tracing the lace around her lower belly.

Thank god she was wearing nice panties today. The thought slipped away completely as his fingers slipped under the waistband. She didn't mean to, but she shifted her hips, a slave to Godwin's touch. He hooked his fingers between the elastic and her skin, then dragged them down her skin a centimeter at a time.

A rogue thought flashed in her brain, ruining everything. She could hear her mother, her birth mother, yelling at her, calling her a slut. A whore. A bride of Satan. She tensed, and instantly hated herself for it. She ruined everything.

What was she doing? Godwin was too good for her, she shouldn't like this as much as she did.

She sat up. "No," Godwin said, the tone of his word freezing her in place. He didn't even look up. "Lay down, Seneca."

His command moved her body, and she found herself lying down again. "I'm sorry, Godwin," she cried. "I don't deserve this. I'm sorry-"

He finished pulling her panties down her legs in one quick move. The move had her slick juices painting inside of her leg, they were so wet. She tried to pull her legs together, but between his hand and his body, they remained parted. She trembled harder, her whole body shaking.

"All is well, Seneca. Relax. Let go of those wicked thoughts, do not allow them to poison you like so. Relax. You deserve this, and more. Let me take care of you, Seneca. Please?"

He locked his eyes on hers, caught her in his mercury filled eyes and she relaxed. "I don't deserve-"

"Seneca," he interrupted, stopping her. "As my ghanza, you deserve this. You deserve more than this. Do not fight me, it is my pleasure to provide for you, to give you everything you need."

She blushed, hiding her face under her arm. He sighed, his fingers tracing the skin of her thighs. "I'm sorry," she apologized again.

"Nothing to apologize for, ghanza. May I?"

She nodded, swallowing down her guilt. He smiled up at her and it made everything better, at least for now.

He inhaled like she was a delicious meal he was preparing to enjoy, then kissed the top of her left thigh gently. "Thank you, ghanza." He kissed her right thigh. "I wish to reward you, and I would also like to demonstrate another way you can feed your incubus." He kissed the inside of her leg and she shifted. He pushed her wide and hating herself for not resisting, but she was putty in Godwin's hands. "May I show you?"

"Godwin..." she whined.

"Seneca, stop this. I will reward you when you do well. You will accept your reward. You earned this, and you deserve it. Please, feed me," he said, the firmness in his voice pushing her to submit. She did, just like that, and he pushed her skirt up further.

She gave in, gave herself to him, trusted him completely. "Relax, hansa. Please?" he requested. She couldn't stop trembling.

Godwin ran his hands up and down her thighs until she calmed down. She squeaked when his head dipped between her legs, his hot breath driving her hips up off the bed. She clenched the coverlet on the bed in her fists to keep herself from pulling away. She wanted him so badly, wanted him to touch her, even if she didn't believe she deserved it.

"You deserve this, Seneca," he whispered, his soft lips brushing the folds of her sex. Before she could think of words to protest his tongue flicked out, parting her, delving between her wet folds. She gasped, her back arching. He slid his tongue across her again and it was liquid fire.

Godwin chuckled, his lips pressed against her, the vibration of it an intense sensation she'd never felt before.

"I'm...dirty..." she gasped. Her hands were painful fists now, clenching the blanket fiercely.

"Whoever could have hurt you so deeply, little hansa? You are not dirty. Your taste is perfect. It is what I have been craving since I came to this confusing realm, though I did not know it until this moment," he insisted.

Before she could protest he dove again, breathing deeply before he pushed her open with his mouth. One hand slid up her thigh and moved to her clitoris, and the other on to the opening to her womb.

He chuckled against her folds again and the feeling of it was delightful. "This, hansa, is your pussy. I am going to eat your pussy until you come in my mouth."

She blushed furiously, so embarrassed she could die right there. He slipped his other hand under her, gently pressing two fingers against her... Oh, god it was so embarrassing, even just to think the word. Her pussy.

She shivered as he licked her from top to bottom in one long, languishing stroke of his tongue. He did it again and she rose up off the bed, unable to control her body's responses to his clever mouth.

"Oh, Godwin..." she moaned as he slid his fingers inside of her, then sucked hard on her lower lips. "Oh...that..."

He pulled away, but his fingers slid deeper inside her. "How do you feel?" he asked, way too calm for what he was doing to her.

She whimpered under his teasing, shaking her hips. His thumb on her clitoris began to move in pleasant little circles. She could feel something coming, building up inside her. Her whole body coiled, so close to release, just needing something else, one tiny spark to send her flying over the edge.

Godwin's mouth returned to her core and he sucked hard. He bit her gently and she screamed his name, unable to stop as her body shivered and shook with the intensity of the orgasm that exploded from where his fingers massaged her. He pumped his fingers and circled her clit, pleasure building and pulsing within her.

He sucked again, but it wasn't just her flesh. Her emotions streamed from her into his mouth, and he hadn't even coiled them first like last time. He fed from her pussy, pulling emotion through her most sensitive of areas. She screamed, she'd never felt anything like this, this intense, or this wonderful. She cried out, called his name as she rode his face, pushing herself onto his fingers, urging him to go deeper, to pull more.

His right hand moved from her clit to her thigh, gripping her tightly, controlling her movements. She didn't care, she rode his fingers and writhed above him, moaning his name as she spilled into his mouth.

The sensations slowed gradually, and that was a pleasant feeling, too. Her eyes slid shut and her hands relaxed, then she fell to the bed, breathing hard, feeling intensely complete. She stopped thinking as she came down, still slowly rocking against his face. She never wanted him to stop, but also needed him to stop. At some point she had released the comforter and wrapped her hands into his short, dark hair. It felt like silk between her fingers. Her hips stalled and she fell to the bed, her mind peaceful and calm

Slowly her brain came back on line. She flexed her body slowly, then realized Godwin's head was still between her legs, though he wasn't at her core. He was laying on her left thigh, his fingers gently tracing the skin of her inner thighs.

A moment later he climbed onto the bed, pulling her into his arms. She couldn't fight him, her body was made of noodles, but she shivered. He kissed her neck as he pushed her skirt down to cover her. "Seneca, tonight was amazing. Please, hansa, say you will continue this between us?" he whispered, his need filling her with warm fuzziness. "Say you will keep my collar?"

She felt so whole, so complete in his arms. "I should be begging you, Godwin. That was amazing."

He chuckled. "Thank you, hansa. You have blessed me with so much already." His fingers trailed over her skin as if she were made of glass. He placed a gentle kiss on her forehead. "May I make a selfish request?"

"Mmm-hmm..."

"Will you stay with me a bit longer?"

He wanted her to stay. He wanted her to stay! She pushed down her doubt, refusing to let herself mess this up. "Sure," she said with a weak chuckle. "I'm not sure I could stand right now if I wanted to..."

He smiled, then kissed her forehead again. She felt good. Being with Godwin was like a drug. She was high as a kite, and she never wanted to come down.