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"Thank you human." She nods.
I nod in return, not quite sure what to say. Still incredibly confused by the whole situation.
She looks down at my sweats again.
"That is where the human male appendage lies, am I correct?" She asks...
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I gulp, taking a step back and I realize that she has me backed against the door.
"I...Hungry for what?" I whisper out as she leans in, her lips hovering over mine.
"You, Dylan." I feel my cheeks heat, not sure if I believed the words but loving how they sounded coming from her mouth.
I watch with wide eyes as she gets closer and closer and then presses her lips against mine. She tastes like raw honey, her lips are so soft as she suckles on my bottom lip. She presses her hands against my chest, stroking them up to my shoulders before wrapping around my neck. Her hand reaches up to grasp a handful of my hair, her long nails scratching against my scalp. I feel my cock straining against my jeans, aching and throbbing for her.
She suddenly pulls away and my cheeks heat at the very un-manly whimper that leaves my lips. She smiles and strokes my bottom lip with her thumb.
"Open the door, Dylan." I gulp and scramble in my pockets for my keys, fumbling and almost dropping them three times before I manage to unlock the door. The second it opens she shoves me through, closing the door behind her. I turn to face her and she's standing before me like a Queen, and theres pure mischief in her eyes. They shine a deep purple, the color I've come to associate with her arousal, and my dick jumps.
She steps toward me and slow, steady steps, slightly humming as she approaches.
"Dhalia, I–"
"I want to touch you, Dylan."
Ohhh fuck.
I gulp, slowly backing away only for the back of my calves to hit my couch, causing me to lose my balance and topple over. She keeps walking then leans over me, placing both of her thighs on either side of mine. She's straddling me, hovering over my hard cock and I was starting to feel lightheaded.
"Can I touch you?"
I clear my throat, eyes wide and focused on her thick lips, noticing her incisors seemed a little longer than normal. "W-where?"
Of course instead of jumping at the chance to have Dhalia touching me, my dumb ass has to ask 'where'.
She licks her lips before reaching out to grab my cup me firmly through my jeans and I jump slightly, letting out a groan at the sensation. "Here," she whispers, planting a soft kiss on my lips.
"I...I've never..." I stutter out, trying to convey to her my fears. I'm not going to be able to give her pleasure, I can't teach her anything because I don't know what the fuck I'm doing. What if I cum too fast and then she gets bored and her first experience with a man is completely ruined and she goes the rest of her Siren life thinking that human sexual interactions are gross and sticky?
Jesus Christ, Dylan, just say yes! At this point, you're cockblocking yourself!
She's everything I've ever wanted: beautiful, self-possessed, and so curious. But I can't turn off the little voice in my head that's telling me I'm not good enough. He's loud and he's saying I don't deserve her because what the fuck would a queen want to do with me?
