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Innocent Devil's Harem | Chapter 2-4: She Likes that I'm Younger
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"You'd feel inferior?" I guessed, assuming that might be why she liked that she was older than me, given that I was supernatural.
She focused on me, only for her emerald gaze to become longing again. "No, not inferior exactly. More like, I'd feel like a kid – like a dependent, because you were ahead of me in every way possible, with no chance for me to catch up." She paused. "Does that make sense? Basically, with you being younger, I instead feel more like the adult – like there is a way in which I can take care of you, instead of you always taking care of me." She then stopped to examine my expression. "That doesn't sound creepy, does it?"
I shook my head. "No, I think I get it. I was just trying to imagine it from your point of view, if the roles were flipped. Although, I think I would feel inferior if I was both younger and normal, like I'd always just be a burden to you."
She nodded. "That's sort of what I mean, actually. I'd feel guilty, I think, always feeling like I couldn't really contribute to the relationship. Instead, I feel like being older and having more experience with life, especially as an adult, allows me to be able to benefit you…take care of you…be the superior one, essentially, since there are ways in which I'll never measure up to you."
I buried my face against her chest again, as I realized that I'd probably feel like she was superior no matter what. "I'll always feel like you're over me," I admitted out loud.
"Why is that?" she asked curiously.
Sighing, I replied. "Because there's one way in which I'm extremely vulnerable – one thing you have complete control of."
"The fact I can make you transform?" she wondered quietly.
"Oh…" I paused. "I guess there's that too."
"I'm sorry," she replied. "I should have just let you finish. What were you going to say?"
I shook my head against her heavy breasts, trying to swallow the lump in my throat as I prepared myself for what I was going to say. I knew my hormones and throbbing cock were significantly affecting my thoughts right now, but that didn't stop me from telling her how I felt in the moment.
"It's fine. What I was referring to is you," I admitted. "I desperately want you, but I can only have you if you allow me to. So, it's in that way that I'll always feel like you're over me. Because you control the fulfillment of that vulnerable desire within me…"
"Oh!" she exclaimed in surprise, apparently not expecting that to be what I meant. She then immediately hugged my head more tightly. "Kai, sorry if this is too soon, but…" She took a deep breath. "I really love you."
"I love you too, Gabriella," I whispered back, wanting to shove my cock in her pussy so bad. Instead, I just tightened my embrace a little. I could hear my own heartbeat pounding in my ears.
I felt like all of this was happening way too fast, wondering if Gabriella's traumatic experience was causing her to latch onto me faster than a normal person would. Granted, I couldn't deny that she'd apparently been interested for a while now, nor could I deny that my own feelings might be based on more than her physical appearance, even despite my level of arousal right now.
At the very least, even if I only wanted to fuck her hot body, I felt like I could still say I loved her. It might not be as meaningful as when I said it to my sister, or when a married couple said it to each other, but my infatuation and lust had to be called something. So why not love?
And I could honestly say that I liked her. Still, I couldn't help but wonder if I really was taking advantage of her, considering she'd been through so much in the last twelve hours. Would she really feel the same way in the morning?
As much as I wanted her right now, I didn't want to have my heart ripped out when she realized she overreacted in the heat of the moment, even if her supposed love was more established than my own. Granted, it wasn't like we could do anything anyway. No way in hell was I going to fuck Gabriella with my sister right upstairs.
Shit, if Serenity saw a monster with gray skin, white hair, and yellow eyes fucking her best friend, she might shoot me! Like, actually shoot me with her gun!
And even if she didn't, my life would probably fall apart in so many ways.
Sighing, I pulled out the blanket from behind me, letting it fall to the floor. Gabriella leaned away slightly, wondering what I was doing. However, before she could ask, I scooped her up in my arms and twisted around on the couch, lying her down.
I then reached up to turn off the lamp, before lying down next to her, pressing against her tightly, so that we could both fit. I then gently moved my arm underneath her head for her to use as a pillow. My mouth was now barely a couple inches away from her full lips, a slight shine on them from her lip gloss, and I could feel the entirety of her silk-covered body pressed against my own. Within a matter of seconds, we had our legs intertwined with each other, forcing my rock-hard cock against her pelvis tightly.
At first, I watched as her eyes searched for my face in the dark, trying desperately to see me. I was glad there was a light on in the kitchen, because once her eyes slowly adjusted she began eyeing me with renewed passion.
After a moment, I finally reached behind me to grab the blanket off the floor and throw it over us.
Satisfied, I met her gaze. The passion in her emerald eyes was intense, and I wondered what she was thinking. I was about to ask, when she blurted her thoughts out loud.
"I really want to kiss you," she admitted. "But…"
"But what?" I wondered, my stomach suddenly in knots, as I found my heart galloping again.
"But…" She bit her lip gently, catching my attention. "I'm afraid I won't be able to stop there."
Oh shit! If only!
If only, if only!
Sighing, I closed my eyes. "Yeah, maybe we should wait to kiss."
"Wow," she said emphatically, prompting my eyes to pop open again. "That's a first for me – hearing a guy agree to wait."
My face felt hot. "It's not really that special. It's almost harder to do it, than not to, since I never have before. I might not be so restrained if I'd already had this type of experience."
Or if my sister wasn't right upstairs, I added in my thoughts.
"Hmm, yeah," she agreed, focusing past me into the dark room as she thought about it. "I had a friend in high school who was fairly reserved with guys. However, she ended up in a really serious relationship…" She paused. "And after he broke her heart, she pretty much had sex with every guy she dated after that, on the first date. Although, she changed in a lot of other ways too. I don't really talk to her much anymore."
"Oh. Sorry to hear that."
Gabriella shrugged slightly. "No big deal. Your sister is great. And now I have you too."
I blushed, feeling conflicted all over again for so many reasons. I reached up with my hand to hide my embarrassment.
"What?" she said with a smirk, sounding playful.
"I just feel embarrassed whenever you say stuff like that," I admitted.
"That I've claimed you, and you're mine?" she teased.
"Or, that you've given yourself to me," I added.
Gabriella slowly reached up to grab my hand and carefully moved it to the side of her face. I began gently caressing her soft cheek with my fingertips, before moving down to touch her shoulder, feeling the smooth silk over her toned arms.
When I went a little lower to her ribs, she flinched and cringed. "Oh! I'm sorry!" I exclaimed. "The bruising?"
She nodded. "It's alright. Nothing's broken – thankfully. It's more sensitive in certain spots than others." She then grabbed my hand and placed it on her hip. "Right here is fine."
Feeling a little out of control, I tugged on her waist, shoving my cock against her harder, but was careful to leave my hand where it was for fear of accidentally touching another unseen bruise and hurting her again. I then closed my eyes, my mind overwhelmed with the sensation of her body touching every inch of my front.
I wanted to fuck her so bad, but I couldn't imagine the horror of my sister catching us, never mind seeing me in my devilish form.
"Can you open your eyes again?" Gabriella whispered. I did, wondering why. She stared at me briefly before explaining herself. "I just wanted to look at them again. I like it that they glow." She then hesitated for a second before continuing. "When I saw your eyes in the woods, I admit it really freaked me out. But now that I know who they belong to, I feel mesmerized by them, like I could just stare at them forever."
I wasn't sure how to respond, but as I continued watching her expression deepen with passion, I realized I probably shouldn't respond.
Just as I saw her desire – no her hunger for me – begin to tip over the edge, I quickly closed my eyes, afraid of what she was about to do to me. Even despite my reservations, it wouldn't take much for her to tip me over the edge too, and we couldn't afford that right now.
Taking a shaky breath, I quickly whispered to her. "We should probably get some sleep."
I could feel her tense body hesitate before sensing her nodding slowly in agreement. Granted, there was no way in hell I was going to be able to fall asleep anytime soon. My body felt wide awake and wired, desperate to take advantage of the sexy older girl lying in my arms. Every fiber of my being wanted to just flip her on her stomach, pull down her silky pajama bottoms, and fuck her from behind.
I couldn't help but fantasize about fucking her in the ass – or probably fucking her pussy first and then fucking her in the ass once I was wet with her juices. I also wanted to stick my cock in her mouth, which meant I'd probably have to start with that, wondering if she'd let me shove it down her throat and make her gag on it.
Certainly, I knew real life probably wouldn't be even close to as vulgar as what I was thinking in my head, but I felt overwhelmed with the need to fuck her in every way possible.
Unfortunately, even after agreeing to go to sleep, neither her heart rate nor her level of arousal lessened. By the time Gabriella made a move, I already knew it was coming.
With my eyes still closed, she abruptly leaned forward and pressed her hot lips against my forehead, kissing me softly for several long seconds before sighing in contentment and laying her head back down on my bicep. I kept my eyes closed tight the whole time, knowing what would happen if I opened them and met her gaze.
After that, she remained awake for at least another twenty minutes, but slowly her pulse began to slow down and her breathing became more regular.
Finally confident she was out, I peeked at her through my eyelashes, focusing on her slightly parted lips. I then reached up to my forehead to wipe off the lip gloss she'd left behind, only to watch her quietly for almost an hour before I began calming down a little too. I supposed that denying my body long enough allowed it to give up and focus on more realistic needs – like sleep.
Still, I just couldn't believe how such a normal day could have ended up in such an extraordinary way. Certainly, things might be different tomorrow, but I never would have foreseen myself lying so close to such a beautiful woman. And if someone told me such a thing would happen, then I would have guessed it was with my sister in a platonic way, and that I was doing a much better job at keeping my cool while being so close to her.
As I finally began to feel my own mind drift off to sleep, I realized I felt extremely content, and possibly the happiest I'd been in a long time. It was nice. Really, really nice.
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