Book Three: Chapter 41

“Fuck me.” Oliver undid his belt, his pants falling to the floor. His legs were covered in the same fur, and his knees bent in the wrong direction. Stepping out of his pants, Beth’s eyes widened at the cloven hooves on the end of his legs.

“I thought you’d never ask.” Beth spread her legs apart, running her fingers across her swollen clit. She could feel the heat of her cunt through her fingers, practically steaming now from the fire within. Sucking Oliver’s dick had been amazing, and the thought of fitting it inside her now consumed her. “How do you want me?”

“Like this.” Oliver pushed her backward, her legs pointing at the sky. Grabbing onto her thighs, he used one hand to place the head of his cock against her pussy, rubbing the head of his cock in slow, lazy circles, teasing her soft lips.

“Oh, God, please,” Beth moaned.

“Shh.” Oliver leaned forward to place a finger against her lips. “That word is off limits here.” He ran his fingers down her throat, squ