Demonic_(2)

The door of the club banged against the wall as a couple staggered out into the back alley. The guy was pawing at the girl, but half-heartedly at best. I couldn’t help but chuckle at his attempts. The girl placed his back squarely against the wall, glanced up and down the alley and dropped to her knees. The guy groaned as she drew him out and started kissing and licking his shaft; his hand ran limply through her hair as she took him down her throat. The sound of snoring had her pause mid-bob, and we both had to stare at the dumbass who’d passed out on her. She carefully extracted him from her mouth and stood up, then let him fall as she groaned. I laughed aloud at that, startling her. Soundlessly I descended from my perch on the roof of the building next door.

“Looks like he doesn’t appreciate what he’s dealing with.” The girl spun, staring at me. I was shirtless, despite the night’s chill, and a good half foot taller than her. The girl frowned and squinted her eyes at me.

“Just had a little too much to drink.” I chuckled at her tone.

“Same thing, different story. But you don’t look like you’re quite finished yet.” Her lips cocked in a half smile. After casting a glance at the moron, who was snoring now, she looked me up and down one more time.

“Pretty ballsy for a guy who was perving on other couples in a back alley.”

“What, a guy can’t step out for a smoke?”

“I don’t fuck with smokers.”


“Good thing I don’t smoke then.” She chuckled again and I stepped closer, breaching the circle of lamplight that illuminated the back door of the club. I felt a tug in my gut as she started to take notice and become attracted to me. A smile brought her a step closer.

“So, what, you think you just pick a girl up in an alley when her boyfriend passes out on her?”

“He’s not your boyfriend.” Her eyebrows lifted.

“Really?”

“Boyfriends don’t get that plastered when their girl dresses like that; not the smart ones at least. You found him inside.” She shook her head, stepping closer.

“You seem pretty confident in that.” I stepped closer and slid a hand around her waist, pulling her up tight against my body. She gasped, running a hand over my chest. We began pushing against one another, hungrily kissing and nibbling at the other. Her hands slid into my hair and across my shoulders, and I bit at her neck and her ears. She followed, blinded by lust as she drew back into the darker portions of the alley. Without bothering for more foreplay, I spun her around and planted her hands against the wall, driving her dress up her hips and exposing a nice ass clad in red lace panties.

“You were hoping to lucky tonight, huh?”

“Just shut up and fuck me.” She breathed. Part of me wanted to growl and do it my way, but the human half bit that back and kept a firm control on my animalistic side. I shoved my jeans down and ripped her panties off, eliciting a gasp from my partner as she heard the snap and felt the fabric leave her hips. A hand slipped between her creamy thighs found her dripping wet, just as I’d expected. I shoved myself inside her, nearly pushing her nose against the wall as I bottomed out inside her.

“Fuck!” She cried, pushing back against me and taking deep breaths. I could almost taste her desire, and it was as intoxicating as whatever she’d been drinking. I pushed even deeper, hearing a growl escape me as I took the bitch. She moaned and cried out as I fucked her, pressing back against me more and more to keep from tasting the brick wall her palms were pressed up against. One of my hands reached up and gripped a breast through her shirt and bra, making her groan. She swatted my hand away to pull her shirt up so my hands could dive under her bra and squeeze her chest, feeling a hard nipple pressing against my palm. My free hand slapped hard against her ass.

“God yes. Fuck me…!” I felt her cum before I’d realized that she was screaming the entire time. I let go of her tit to grab her hair and pull, which only made her more wet. Lust poured off of her like the cum that dripped down her legs, and it was hard to control myself. She would be so tasty, so utterly satisfying. But I needed release, not satisfaction. I pulled out of her, spun her around and lifted her by the ass. She gasped as I re-entered her seconds after leaving, but her arms wrapped around my neck and her nails gouged into my back as she moaned and whimpered and cried. She came a second time, this time shaking so violently that I almost slid out of her pussy. It took all my concentration to hold her up. When she came down she was mostly limp, still whimpering with half orgasms as I slid her body up and down my shaft. My wings caught her before she could fall backwards, pressing her to me again and wrapping us in a warm blanket of soft black feathers. I fucked her harder, close to a climax as she came for the third time; her screams were just a long moan and violent spasms that time, but it was still hot to hold her while she milked my shaft. I spanked her, which seemed to rouse her from her daze. Without care for whether she was safe or not, I pressed myself inside her till it hurt and groaned as I started to fill her. It took a while, and most of it dripped out of her; all the same, she came while I did it and it felt like heaven to be inside a human woman again.

Once my high left, I realized I was left holding the bag. Part of me said to feed on the girl and leave the dumb ass to take the blame. But the human half told me not to. I could have more fun with her. I extricated myself and felt my jeans slide up my hips.