She settled in once more and bit her lip before responding.
I was in the middle of a battle. I’m not sure why I’m here. And I’ve never seen you before either. How do I know you aren’t trying to set a trap? That you aren’t working for the demons?
“That you aren’t a teenager with braces and acne?” She mumbled out loud, trying to splash a little cold reality on her overheating libido.
*Shakes his head at your distrust* I work for no one but myself. I can take you to the Demon King’s lair to retrieve his most sacred possession.
Wait a second…had he said what she’d thought he said? The Demon King’s lair? Saint’s lair? No one had ever been to that level. Ume had heard the stories. The game was a labyrinth of levels, always changing, adapting to each player’s skill. The end result for most serious gamers was to get to Saint’s lair. To retrieve his treasure and end the demon attacks once and for all. There were always rumors, but no one had ever gotten…she lost her train of thought as the hand she shouldn’t feel between her thighs heated her skin.
Her heavy-lidded eyes focused on the screen again and she typed without thinking.
Why do I think you’ve used that line before? Not that you’d need it.
She covered her eyes with one hand, groaning. She was flirting. There was no denying it. Talk about desperate. Ume peered through her fingers as he responded.
*Takes your hand and places it on my hardening cock* It’s not a line. I can prove it to you if you let me. In fact, I can do more than that.
She moaned. Was this happening? Could she really feel the metal of his weapon? The scratchy fabric of his pants? The thick erection beneath? She curled her fingers and shivered. It felt real enough. Wonderful and forbidden and real.
A ding of sound alerted her to a new window popping up above their conversation. The words there made her gasp.
The warrior has propositioned you. Do you accept? Y/N
“I know I’m going to regret this.” Ume hesitated, but clicked yes before she could talk herself out of it.
A new cutscene began to play. The characters Sinner and Plum were in one of the bedrooms above the bar, facing each other.
“Lovely. Animated porn.” Ume snorted, but she couldn’t peel her gaze from the screen. These were superb graphics. When the warrior, Sinner, slipped off his weapon, and the rest of his clothes, her mouth began to water. He was so…it was…
Yeah. Really good graphics.
Her character began to strip as well, and Ume’s heart started to race. This was silly. But at least she knew for a fact that this character’s user was not a child. The game had strict policies and security in place to insure that minors could not access the program’s more adult features. It was something young hackers continuously complained about in the main forums.
Sinner pulled Plum into his arms, pressing her breasts to his chest, his cock against the curve of her stomach.
Ume cried out in surprise. She was experiencing every sensation as though it were real. As if she were her character. Impossible. Her imagination wasn’t that good.
But that didn’t stop her from wanting more. From holding her breath to see what came next.
She didn’t have to wait long. With a devilish smile Sinner lifted Plum into his arms and carried her, not to the bed, but to the wall. Ume could feel the soft fur of her tails against her back and her legs, her strong lean-muscled legs wrapping around Sinner.
Plum’s tails. Not hers. Shit, she was going crazy, but she didn’t care.
Her hand slid down her stomach toward her sex, desperate to ease this ache. She was so wet. She needed release.
On the screen one of Plum’s hands left Sinner’s shoulder to do the same. Sinner stopped her. “Let go, sweet. Let go and give in to me. I can make you come.”
Ume bit her lip so hard she could taste the blood. Her hand couldn’t move. He was stopping it somehow. And he’d spoken in the game. With a deep, rich voice that made her need to do what he wanted.
Before those thoughts could completely register in her mind he was inside her. Oh God. He felt just as big, just as sinful as he looked.
It had been so long since she’d had this. Three years. Ume’s head tilted to the side and she moaned, lost to it. Lost to this stranger. “Fuck me.”
Plum opened her full lips and moaned. “Fuck me.”
Sinner growled. “Just remember. You asked for it.”
There were no words to come close to describing how she felt as he held her against the wall and started to shaft her. Taken. Deep and long, hard and slow, filling her beyond what she thought she could take before dragging his hips back so slowly she thought she would die from it.