Bree Bellucci - The monster concubine

Salivating, Savannah pulled down his boxers as his thick cock sprang free. She almost cried with joy at the sight of him and she lowered her eager mouth to his throbbing member. The cry that came from Elijah was primal and ragged as Savannah took him into her mouth. He tasted sweet and sweaty mixed into one, and Savannah licked again and again as she tried to get her fill.

Her fingers ran over Elijah’s balls and he groaned loudly, his mouth forming an O-shape as Savannah pleasured him.

Running her mouth along his delicate skin, she gently ran her tongue over the smooth

curves of his swollen head, flicking lightly against his rim. Elijah writhed beneath her, moaning her name and she smiled as she took him into her mouth, pushing him back deep into her throat.

“Jesus Christ!” he exclaimed, grabbing tightly to her hair. Savannah’s nipples hardened

under her dress as she felt Elijah take hold of her in his dominant way. “I want to come inside you!” he gasped, forcing Savannah off his throbbing cock.

Elijah jumped off the couch, his erection solid and pointing towards the ceiling, as his cerulean eyes stared wildly at Savannah as if he wasn’t sure what to make of her.

Savannah raised her eyebrows at him as if to challenge him and she laid back on the couch, spreading her legs to reveal her pink pussy. Elijah pounced on her with the grace of a powerful lion and positioned himself directly above her tight opening. Savannah braced herself for his entry and just before he thrust into her, he pulled away and jumped off the couch again, cursing loudly.

“What is it?” she asked confused.

“What are you doing to me?” he demanded. “Come with me!” he ordered, yanking Savannah upright. He threw on his jeans and Savannah tugged her dress down as Elijah pulled her through the hallway. They burst out onto his back patio and the warm summer air washed over her.

“You need to know everything,” Elijah said in a strangled voice.

“Huh?”

“I can’t fuck you until you understand what I am!”

He tugged her across his manicured lawn until they were smack in the middle of the yard.

Elijah’s face was wild and his hair was sexily disheveled.

“I can’t understand my desire for you, but I know that I need to share everything,” he choked. His eyes were fixated on a spot of nothingness in the yard and Savannah wondered if perhaps he had cracked. Without warning she noticed that the air in front of her was humming lightly and that it looked slightly wavy, as if it were a mirage.

“Elijah?” she asked softly, her voice shaking.

“It’s okay,” he breathed and he stuck his hand forward towards the wavy air. Savannah wanted to scream as his hand disappeared. He stuck his arm out further and inch-by-inch it seemed to disappear.

“Follow me,” he commanded and Savannah realized that he was sticking his hand into

some type of invisible door. She hesitated, but Elijah pulled her through the portal. The air snapped and crackled around her and she found herself on the other side. She faced a large and lush forest that rested beneath an unusually large moon that gave off a blue hue. This forest seemed vaguely familiar. The air hummed and whispered around them and Savannah knew instantly that she was in the presence of magic. She turned towards Elijah, speechless yet full of questions.

Elijah stared at her, his eyes powerful yet pleading. He leaned his head back towards the moon and gave a loud strangled cry that turned into a roar. His body lifted from the ground and he writhed in mid-air as his shape twisted and contorted before he came to rest on the earthen floor.