Elney
“Hello Elney,” the man said in a voice so smooth I was sure most women melted all over him. I might have if I wasn’t so freaked out. Everything was shaking.
After spending so much of my life in the nude I was suddenly happy to have my robe and I pulled it tighter. Not that it helped, the guys' eyes were still dragging over me. His bright pink tongue darted out to lick dark lips, the two halves of it separating so that he licked both top and bottom in tandem.
“Hi,” I managed to squeak out after a second, realizing that I probably needed to respond to him.
“My name is Alan Greer, but you can call me Alan.” He took a step closer, his calm eyes meeting mine, although they were mostly running the lines of my body than staring me in the eye.
“Hi Alan,” I amended my first welcome, his smile spreading as he took another step closer.
That time I took a step back, his smile didn’t even falter.
“It’s okay, Elney,” he whispered, those slitted eyes blinking the wrong way as he thankfully stopped his advance. “I know this has got to be frightening for you. I mean, I only purchased you an hour ago. But I... I couldn’t wait.”
Another step closer, his feet soft against the floor. I glanced down at the long clawed things, at the talon-like nails that tapped with each step. tapping in the silence. He was a terrifying monster, but standing here I didn’t get that impression. Everything about the guy was kind, even his eyes were calm and relaxed.
But then why was I still so wound up.
Oh yeah, foreign peen and losing my virginity.
“How can I make this easier, Elney,” Alan said, taking another step closer as he held his hand out to me. That didn’t look any different, however. Just like Logans, if he had dipped it in tar.
My heart skipped a beat.
“I can tell how scared you are.” He stood still, his hand extended to me as those golden slitted eyes watched me, staring into me.
I forced out a shaky breath. I had spent years wanting this, waiting for it. Now that it was here, it was like all that need and want had become its own person inside of me, wiggling and screaming and trying to run away.
“I’m scared,” I finally squeaked out. Still not managing to reach for his hand. He was still patiently waiting. “I know the basics of what’s supposed to happen. Of what I am made for.. but…” I bit my lip and I could have sworn the guy groaned.
“But what, honey?” I would have cringed at the nickname, but he was so calm. That smooth as silk voice was starting to do things to me. I dropped my eyes, right to the waistband of his jeans, and that bulge.
Bigger than I had ever seen before.
I swallowed, all of the warmth swelling in my lower abdomen.
“Can I see your cock?” I asked without fully thinking it through and immediately feeling myself flush red. “I mean… I’ve never seen one from a Denon before. I don’t even really know what you are.”
I trailed off again, biting my lip. This time I was sure he groaned, his hand dropping to the waist of his pants, the heavy denim twitching.
“You’ve never seen a cock?” His honey voice caught like he had forgotten how to breathe. Maybe something was wrong because I wasn’t sure I was breathing either.
I shook my head. “They showed me a rubber one yesterday, but it was from a Chymira and a … a.. Hirpy…” Why was I suddenly having such a hard time breathing? “But before that… I know it goes inside of me, but I don’t know how.”
I don’t know why I was being so honest with him. Fear? Eagerness? An unusual combination of the two that had turned me into a chatterbox? Maybe it was the acceptance of what was about to happen. We both knew what he was here for, I needed him to know what he was in for.
“What is a Denon?” I asked, figuring I better backtrack.
“A kind of demon,” he said simply, one of his eyes narrowing. Although it did it in the wrong direction which would have looked hysterical if I wasn’t so freaked out right then. “We are all demons. I breathe smoke that will kill my enemies.”
Yeah, that didn’t seem safe. And just like that the punishment for not performing well enough went up.
“You are all demons?” The word felt weird, I had spent so much of my life calling them monsters, but I guess there wasn’t much of difference, was there?
He nodded.
“Then why do you want us?”