Devoured
The rain was really
starting to come down outside. It was dark and nasty out. Shembra
checked all of the
locks on the windows for the third time in the past hour. She
wasn’t typically the nervous type but this
type of weather had always frightened her.
The thunder rolled and the night sky burned with the flare of
lightening. Shembra folded her arms across
her chest and hugged tightly. She peeked out the kitchen window just
as another flash of lightening lit
up the sky. She caught movement from the corner of her eye. There
was someone out there. There was a man chasing a dog in the middle
of a thunderstorm? The scene struck Shembra as more than odd. She
grabbed the phone and dialed 9 –1 and then pressed her nose to the
window trying to see through the black of night. She heard the
whimpering of a dog and then a scratching at the door. She pressed
her face even harder into the window it was to dark to see anything.
The scratching became even more frantic. Lightening lit the sky once
more and Shembra could see the small dog scratching at
the door. She instinctively opened the door to let the poor creature
in out of the hellish storm but the dog ran off as she opened the
door. The old door creaked its protest as Shembra pushed it to, she
was just
about to turn the bolt to lock the door when a man appeared before
her. His long locks clung to his head
and a few whisps stuck to his cheeks. He was drenched. Shembra was
frightened but the man didn’t appear to be aggressive, he didn’t
even try to come in out of the rain.
“May I help you?” Shembra squeaked
”I am Dominick, I am the, umm.. the dog catcher. We have had
several reports of a dog running loose today. I had him cornered
over there but he got away.” He explained
Shembra was shocked that anyone would be forced out into this
weather to pick up a stray. The man looked exhausted and he was
soaked to the bones. She looked at the phone in her hand. The 9 and
1 were already dialed , all she had to do was to hit the other 1 and
help would be on its way. She had to invite him in. The weather out
wasn’t fit for a dog, let alone the dog catcher.
“Would you like to come in?” she muttered
“Are you sure? My truck is only about a block away. I don’t want
to impose.” He said
“No, its all right come one in.”
He slowly stepped through the doorway. He gave a slow nod and said,
“Thank you miss, I won’t stay long as soon as it lets up I will
be outta your hair.”
“Speaking of hair you are soaking wet, you will catch your
death.” Shembra said as you started fumbling
through the kitchen cupboards. She pulled out several small hand
towels and tossed them to him.
“Dry yourself off a bit and I will fix some hot coffee.”
“Thank you, Miss but don’t go to any trouble on my account.”
He said as he dried his raven locks.
“Shembra,” she said and handed him another towel.
“Excuse Me?” he asked
“My name, its Shembra not Miss.” She chuckled
“Oh, okay Shembra. That is a unique name.”
Shembra watched him trying to dry himself with the hand towels. It
was a hysterical site. He was an
enormous man and the hand towels looked more like wash cloths in his
hands.
“That will never do. Let me get you a real towel.”
“Thank you, but I am fine, really.”
“Its no trouble.” She said as she walked around the corner.
“The towels are in the hall closet and you need to get dry before
you catch cold.”
Shembra handed him two large bath towels and led him back into the
kitchen.
“Make yourself comfortable and I’ll get that coffee started.”
She said
Dominick nodded and proceeded to dry himself. He watched the sway of
her hips as she moved from the
sink where she had filled the carafe with water for the coffee to
the counter housing the small green
coffee pot. He blue sweater clung to her thin frame and accentuated
the rise of her small pert breasts.
Her casual thigh length skirt showed the curve of well shaped
calves. She was a tiny woman no more than 5 feet tall with Waist
length brown hair that hung just short of a small tight ass. She was
a lovely creature,
he thought, if a little to trusting.
“I can’t believe they sent you out to round up that stray in
this weather.” She said
“Well Miss, rain or shine we have to answer every complaint.” He
replied
She finished with the coffee pot and turned to face him. She was
taken aback for a moment. HE had dried
his hair and removed his jacket. His black t-shirt clung to his
powerful chest and dark lock framed a
ruggedly handsome face. His eyes were as dark as his hair and they
seemed to look straight through her.
Clearing her throat she turned back toward the counter and pretended
to be arranging the canisters.
“I think its terrible to ask anyone to come out on a night like
this.” She muttered
“Oh, I don’t mind.” Dominick said
No, I don’t mind at all. He thought
Shembra poured them each a cup of coffee.
“Would you like cream and sugar?” She asked
“Black is fine thank you.” He said taking the cup from her hand.
His fingers brushed against hers and little shivers of electricity
shot up his arm. He could feel her
apprehension and smell her desire. She found him attractive, they
all did. Its what made them such easy
prey. He knew he could have her, that she would come to him
willingly. He almost wished it weren’t so easy he would love a
challenge once in a while. He had brought one woman back to his
place and showed her to his room. He had covered the bed in bones
and flowers hoping to scare her. He thought she would be freaked out
enough to at least be afraid and maybe even run but the fool had
come willing to his bed of bones and roses. Catching that damn dog
was more difficult, not that he preferred the dog! No, Miss Shembra
would be a tasty treat indeed and here he thought he would have to
settle for a canine dish.
They sipped their coffee in silence but her noticed her admiring him
from beneath her long lashes.
“ Are you all alone here?” he asked
” Won’t your husband be home soon?”
“ I am not married.”
“ A beautiful woman such as yourself can’t be all alone, where
is your boyfriend?”
Shembra blushed at the compliment.
“We recently broke up.” She whispered her head hanging.
“ Then he is a fool!” He reached across the table and placed a
thick finger under her chin and lifted her
head up.
“ Look at me Shembra.”
His raspy whisper sent shivers up her spine and she looked up into
his fathomless eyes.
“You are so beautiful. I want you Shembra” he raked his finger
across her full lips
“You want me too, I can see it in your eyes.” His hand slid down
the curve of her sleek neck and rested on
her shoulder.
Shembra was breathless. This couldn’t be happening to her. This
was like a scene out of one of the romance novels that she loved to
read. Dominick was gorgeous and she did want him. Her lips burned
from his touch and she was wet with desire just thinking about how
his lips would feel pressed against hers.
Dominick pulled her toward him. He was leaning across the table and
as he pulled on her she was forced to place her knee on the table
exposing a creamy thigh. He kissed her then, he urged her lips apart
and ran his warm tongue across her bottom lip. Shembra’s body
shook with anticipation. He placed his hands on her waist. He was so
large his hands easily covered the span of her tiny waist and he
lifted her with ease. He held her against his rock hard chest as he
removed the coffee mugs, saucers and cordless phone from the table
then he gently laid her across the table. The hard cold surface did
nothing to detract from the moment. She was lost in his eyes and
oblivious to her surroundings.
His kisses trailed down her neck and chest to the gentle rise of her
breast. She sucked in her breath
when he gently plucked at an erect nipple visible through her thin
sweater. He moved his hands down her
body stopping at her thigh, he slid her skirt up to expose the
creamy white flesh of strong thighs. He
gripped them and pulled her buttocks to the edge of the table. He
lifted her bottom and tugged at the lacy
blue thong underwear. The thin strings snapped and the delicate
material fell to the floor. Dominick knelt
down on one knee and licked his lips. He white teeth gleamed in the
dimly lit room. He slowly ran his hand
up her thigh and slid his hand under her tight round bottom. He
lifted her slightly and brought her wet
pussy up to his mouth. He flicked his tongue in and out just barely
making contact with her creamy folds.
She arched her back. He used his free hand to part the folds of
flesh and teased her clit with his tongue.
She was writhing in desire within moments. She bucked and moaned and
Dominick felt his manhood swell along with his hunger. He hadn’t
intended to go this far but she intrigued him. She was a tiny thing
but her passion matched his. He hadn’t been this aroused in
centuries.
“Fuck me Dominick.” She begged
“Give it to me now.” She clawed at his chest and urged
him forward.
“Hold on sweetheart, I got to get these pants off.” He
chuckled
Shembra pulled him forward. He was surprised at her strength. She
quickly undid his button fly jeans and
started shoving them down his hips. He silk boxers did nothing to
conceal his erection. Shembra ran her small hand into his shorts and
grasped his cock. Dominick moaned! She gently stroked him her tiny
hands barely able to circle the width of his throbbing shaft.
Dominick thought he would burst. His blood roared in his ears and
his balls tightened. He forced Shembra
back against the table and filled her pussy with his throbbing cock.
She pulled him against her. He breast
pressed against his chest and her legs circled his waist forcing him
deeper. He tossed her head from side to side revealing the curve of
her neck, her pulse was visible there as the blood raced through her
body. Dominick fucked her hard and fast she was screaming in
pleasure, she orgasmed and he exploded within her and sunk his teeth
into the smooth flesh of her neck. For a moment she was still but he
continued to pump his hips fucking her harder and harder she had
another orgasm as he drained her blood. She moaned in pleasure as he
took the last drop and she collapsed against the cold wood of the
kitchen table. Dominick straightened her clothing a bit and hung up
the phone before he disappeared into the darkness from which he
came.
~Denise Monroe
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