Courts and Cabals by G.S. D'Moore (best e reader for academics txt) 📕

cumshot, where Littlekittycat69 fucked a mountain of a shifter. I’d seen the video before, and it had won best cumshot at some porn awards show. Mostly because the other shifter basically drowned her in cum.

As the video approached, I leaned my head back and closed my eyes. I was relaxed and tensed in the best possible way. Just another thirty seconds and I’d get the release I’d been waiting for all week.

“Hey there, Casanova.”

“Shit,” I jumped up. I tried to cover myself and turn off the video at the same time. I failed at both.

“Dani,” I recognized the voice, but even though we’d done a few of the things in the porn compilation, my face burned with embarrassment.

“Is this the one she gets bukkaked by the one dude?” Dani looked past me to catch the end of the video, and my own cue to cum.

It was too late for that, but Dani watched it with a glint in her eye. She hit the close button on the browser, and turned to face me. My pants were still around my ankles, and my dick was still pretty hard as she stared me down.

“Let me give you a word of advice,” she advanced on me, and I backed up until I fell on my bed. “Don’t let Lilith see you doing that.”

“I’m sorry,” I quickly apologized. “I know some girls don’t like porn . . .”

“Don’t like it,” Dani scoffed, “she loves it. What I’m saying is don’t be sitting alone in the dark jerking yourself off. Lilith doesn’t get anything out of that.”

That was . . . the most unexpected thing to come out of Dani’s mouth today.

“If you need to rub one out, you need to rub one out. No complaints here,” she held up her hands in surrender. “But if you gotta do it. Video chat her. If she picks up, you two can fondle yourselves to completion. If she doesn’t, video tape it and email it to her. She’d like that. If you settle for none of the above,” Dani bit her lower lip and moved into my personal space. My gradually fading erection popped back to attention. “Just give me a call and we can have some fun,” she reached out and gently rubbed her thumb on my tip.

“Fuck,” I groaned, but she pulled back.

“As much as I would love to jump right back on the horse,” her cheeks were crimson red as she looked at my throbbing member, “I’m here to get this for her,” she pulled out a specimen jar like they used at fertility clinics.

“What?” I looked from the dwarf to the jar.

“Lilith is hungry, and she wants to be powered up for the trial,” Dani explained as she grabbed my dick and put the jar by the tip. “Since she’s still trying to figure out why you have nuclear-powered swimmers, it’s not safe for her to do this herself.” She started stroking rapidly. There was no build up, she just went to town on me.

“So here I am, like an errand girl sent to get her morning coffee,” the way Dani greedily looked at my dick, it didn’t look like she minded.

I was so close to cumming before that it didn’t take Dani long to get me there. I gripped her shoulders hard as I exploded into the jar. “Ugh,” I groaned as she jerked me several more times with a tight grip to get every last milliliter out of me. When she let go, I was mostly flaccid, and collapsed onto my bed.

“Good work, champ,” she gave me a pat on the thigh. “Lilith wanted me to tell you that because of your specific situation, this will count as one of the month’s feedings. Paydays are on Friday, just FYI,” she screwed the top on the jar.

“Remember what I told you,” she encouraged me with a wink as she walked to the door. “Plus, next time, maybe don’t slap the salami within earshot of another supernatural. Poor Xamira just had to sit through the whole thing.”

If I was blushing before, my face was on fire now. Dani just laughed at my discomfort and put a little more sway in her step as she walked out. For all I knew, Lilith was going to use my spunk as dressing on her evening salad.

Being in a succubus’s harem, especially Lilith’s, was weirder than I expected.

Chapter 20

About twenty minutes after Dani left, I ran into a very human problem. I had nothing to wear. This was a trial. I was going to court. I knew I couldn’t show up in jeans and a St. Vincent’s Academy Parent’s Day t-shirt. I rummaged through my closet, and with a loud clang, knocked over the sword Dani had given me. Luckily, Lilith had been able to grab the supernatural-killing blade after the fight with Chloe. If the faculty had shown up and caught me with a sword, I’d be expelled for sure.

Among the stuff hanging in my closet was a plain gray suit. My parents bought it for me a year ago for events like homecoming and prom. I’d gone stag to everything so far, and didn’t expect to go senior year, but now I had another use for it. It smelled a bit musty, and as I tried it on, I cursed. It didn’t fit. My growth spurt had seen to that.

“She told me to holler if I had any problems,” I called Xamira.

If the imp was embarrassed by having heard me, and then Dani, varnishing my flagpole, she didn’t show it. She took one look at me in the rumpled, too-small suit, and nodded. An hour later there was a knock on my door, and a hurried looking messenger boy dropped off a garment bag.

I don’t know how she got my measurements, but the black suit with dark blue