Daily Spice: Your daily dose of Monster S*x (Mmmm, Monsters!)

Her body went rigid in shocked pleasure at the first touch of his hot tongue on her virgin womanhood. His tongue swirled around a small nub, making her hips twitch against his mouth. Dara had to bite back a plea for more. She would not beg for him. No matter how much she wanted it.

His tongue moved away from the maddening nub to dip inside her. The feeling was not the same startling pleasure but a deeper yearning in the depths of her womanhood. She realized she wanted to feel the demon's tongue filling her. It was confusing, and part of her considered pushing him away.

As if he could sense her inner conflict, Alok growled and thrust his tongue deep inside her. Dara arched, gasping at the feeling of being full for the first time. She looked down her body to see The Demon Lord watching her reactions. She turned her face away.

He retaliated by pulling back to flick the tip of his tongue against that sensitive nub. Dara squirmed to escape the intense pleasure. He did not stop until she was gasping and whining. Without giving her a moment to recover, he plunged his tongue into her over and over, freeing her hands to rub at the swollen nub with one thick finger.

Pleasure crashed over her, stealing her breath away. She was vaguely aware of squeezing her thighs around his head and jerking her hips as wave after wave of ecstasy rolled over her. At her next moment of awareness, one of his thick fingers was slipping in and out of her as his teeth grazed the soft skin of her inner thigh.

She could not hold back a moan. Alok immediately rewarded her by swirling his tongue around that spot that gave her so much pleasure. Dara could feel her inner muscles clenching around his finger, betraying how much she wanted him. She struggled to hold back a plea for more.

"Beg for me, little one," he murmured against her.

She squeezed her eyes closed, shaking her head in denial. He slipped another finger into her, and she gasped at the fullness. His fingers curled as he pumped them in and out of her, the wet sounds of her body bringing a blush to her cheeks. She wanted more, but she would not ask for it.

His tongue flicked again in that way that drove her mad, and she whined. Dara grabbed at the furs beneath her, struggling to hold back the words that wanted to spill from her lips.

"There is no shame in desiring your mate," Alok rumbled. He twisted his fingers inside her.

Dara writhed. "Another," she gasped.

It was not the plea he wanted, but he gave in to her. A third finger slowly eased into her, filling her so full she could not stop moaning. Each time his tongue flicked against her, she clamped down on his fingers. Her thighs trembled, heels digging into his back to keep him close. Her body felt flushed and overheated, hungry for him.

When three of his thick fingers easily moved inside her, he flipped her onto her front. Alok jerked her hips up, spreading her thighs wide, and pressed her head down into the furs. Part of her fought against the submissive position, but before she could utter a word, his fingers were back inside her, pumping into the tight heat of her body.

She felt herself clenching around him and buried her face in the fur to muffle her moans. Suddenly, hot, wet heat slid between the globes of her ass. Dara gasped in shock. Surely, he could not put his mouth there. She raised her head to tell him as much, but his tongue swiped over her back entrance and stole the breath from her.

It was odd. A dark, forbidden sort of pleasure. She quietly moaned for more. At the sound, Alok growled, and his tongue slowly slid inside her. Dara gasped, arching and grabbing fistfuls of the fur blankets, as she felt her back entrance clench around his tongue while her womanhood clamped down around his fingers.

The added fullness made the pleasure in her core threaten to boil over. She whispered a quiet denial when his tongue slid out of her, only to moan as it thrust back in. Her hips began to move into the pleasure, circling to grind back on his tongue and impale herself on his fingers. His pleased growls only encouraged her until she was jerking her hips and gasping his name.

The pleasure built until her body shook with it. Her peak ripped a ragged moan from her, and she panted into the furs. Her body clenched as The Demon Lord slid his tongue from her. He pumped his fingers several times, clearly enjoying the gush of her wetness before he removed his fingers. Even with pleasure still singing through her, Dara whined at the loss.

"Hush, little one," he murmured. "I will not leave you unfulfilled."

Alok draped himself over her, his body dwarfing hers, and she felt the first prod of his massive cock. He was thick, so large she was not sure she could take him, but her slick heat yielded as he eased inside her. When he was fully seated, Dara felt the brush of his lips on the back of her neck before he rose on his knees and pulled her lower half into his lap.

She gasped out his name as he slid partway out of her and slowly eased back in. It was not what she had expected of him. She had imagined a rough taking that would leave her bruised and broken, not the passionate, possessive way he pleasured her. Dara could have withstood pain, but she had no defense against this.

She gave in completely, indulging in her helplessness. Alok's huge hands fastened on her hips and moved her as he desired, filling her slick heat faster each time until he was thrusting like an animal. Dara wailed in pleasure, her inner muscles clenching around him until it was too much for her to take, and she came with another gush of wetness.

She felt his hand against her where they were joined before one of his thick fingers slid into her back entrance, slick with her arousal. Dara moaned and looked back over her shoulder. Alok's eyes were fixed on where he filled her, his eyes utterly black with his hunger. Dara clenched around his finger, and his gaze snapped to hers.

"More!" she demanded.

He slid a second thick finger into her, and she gasped at the low burn of fullness. The two digits twisted inside her, slowly easing her open, and she realized his intention. It was depraved, what he wanted. No queen would ever agree to such a thing. The feeling of his cock twitching inside her made her clench.

"Dara," Alok groaned.

Would she let him take her there? Fill her in every way? Her body was flushed from the pleasure he had already given her. Maybe it was wrong, but she wanted to take him inside her there. She did not want to fight her desire for her demon mate.

"Fill me," she whispered.

The Demon Lord slowly pulled out of her slick heat, and Dara shivered in pleasure. His cock glistened with her wetness. Alok spread his fingers inside her back entrance one more time before replacing them with the tip of his cock. His dark eyes captured hers, and he began to push inside her.

Dara squeezed her eyes closed, grabbing fistfuls of the furs beneath her as the feeling overwhelmed her. Loud, bitten-off cries spilled from her lips as she tried to make sense of the sensations. It was a pleasure she had never imagined, wrapped in a low burn that made her womanhood leak onto his lap.

When he was fully seated, she shuddered. One of his massive hands smoothed up her spine and then back down. Dara moaned softly. He had felt impossibly large inside her womanhood, but now he stretched her beyond what she thought she could take. She was startled to realize she liked the feeling of being stuffed full with his cock, no part of her off limits.

"Fuck me," she breathed.

The Demon Lord went completely still as if he was shocked by her words before a feral growl rumbled up from his chest, and he began to thrust into her. It was hard and brutal, and she could not hold back her cries of pleasure. One of his hands tangled in her hair to arch her back as he eased her down onto her belly.

His other hand slid beneath her to stroke at the dripping folds of her womanhood. Pinned under his weight, she could only beg him for completion. The pleasure, ache, and demanding strokes of his fingers made her sob in overwhelmed ecstasy. The darkness behind her closed eyelids brightened to a blinding white as pleasure rushed through her. She heard Alok's monstrous roar and then nothing as she fell unconscious.