My knees pressed into the rug, the coarse fibers biting my skin as I stared up at Zev, his demonic form looming over me. His red skin glowed faintly in the dim apartment, the storm outside raging on, thunder rumbling like a pulse that matched my racing heart.
His c**k was inches from my lips, thick and ridged, the deep red shaft pulsing with heat, the glistening head smeared with precum that dripped onto my thigh. It was monstrous, bigger than anything I’d ever seen, the veins prominent, the ridges along its length promising to drag against every sensitive spot inside me. My mouth watered, a mix of nerves and raw want making my hands tremble as I reached for him.
“Open that pretty mouth, Lila,” Zev growled, his voice a low, filthy command that sent a fresh wave of heat to my core. His g
