Radley's Labyrinth for Horny Monsters, Annabelle Hawthorne [smart ebook reader TXT] 📗

know how I would have handled it.” Her eyes were misty now, and she struggled to speak. “I’m still me, even if I’m dead. And part of me is afraid of what I’ll become if I have sex with you just to stay alive. Is it okay because the situation is weird? Or is it still some kind of betrayal? I feel like I have to choose between ravenous hunger and losing my mind. It’s hard for me to say this, but even if I just let you jack off in my mouth, I think that part of me will be gone forever, and it was a part that waited for so long to be alive.”

“Damn.” Mike hadn’t thought of that. She was dependent on him to stay sane but didn’t want to be involved with him sexually or romantically. “The important thing is that you need to decide what is okay for you. I’m not going to force you to do anything you don’t want to do.”

“You’re not? I thought…I thought the others had to have sex with you to stay here?”

“Who gave you that idea?”

Naia rolled her eyes, then made a pair of horns with her hands.

Mike laughed. “Lily’s been telling stories, it sounds like. I’m guessing she implied more than a few things. May I?” He gestured at the spot next to Dana. She nodded, so he sat next to her. “This is going to sound weird, but sex here and with the people in this house isn’t like sex out there. Here it’s no different from going to a movie or eating ice cream with friends. Granted, there are a bunch of emotional attachments, but I’m not forcing myself on anyone. In fact, I think more than a couple of them have forced themselves on me.”

“I guess I don’t know how I feel.” Dana put her head in her hands. “I have a lot of time to think about stuff like this. It keeps my mind off how hungry I am.”

“You need to feed, but you don’t want to forfeit who you are.” He looked at Naia, then back at Dana. The spark of an idea was forming. “Out of curiosity, if I were a woman, would that help?”

“Well, yeah, a bit. But you still wouldn’t be Alex, and you couldn’t, you know…” Dana made a jacking motion in the air. “I mean, maybe if you were a squirter, but that’s different. Something about how your sperm is meant to make life, which is why it carries so much life force. A girl who squirts is just having a really good time, which is different.”

“But you wouldn’t mind being with another woman?”

Dana thought about it for a minute. “I would feel a lot more like myself, so it wouldn’t bother me. Is that…like, you can’t turn into a woman, can you? ”

Mike laughed. “No, that’s not a trick I’ve picked up yet. But I think I know a workaround.” Mike lifted an eyebrow and turned to Naia. “Exposure to air ruins potency. What about water at body temperature?”

“Interesting.” Naia’s brow wrinkled in thought. “We could try it, but I would recommend passing it along as quickly as possible.”

“If it works, then we just need to figure out timing.” Mike looked at Dana. “But you would have to be nearby to swap out with me.”

“I’m not following.”

“I’m going to have sex with Naia.”

“That doesn’t help me.” Dana crossed her arms. “Even if you came in her and pulled out, it still gets exposed to the air.”

“That’s where you’re wrong.” Mike reached over to Naia and flicked her arm. The moment his finger touched her, her skin became water. It made a tiny splash. “If I come inside of Naia, she can make her body turn to water and keep my sperm warm. In a weird way, it’s kind of like it came just from me. Then you can drink it directly from her.”

Doubt was written across Dana’s face. “Maybe.”

“If it doesn’t work, I figure it will buy you a couple of hours at least. Some is better than none, and we can try to figure out a different solution. What do you think?”

“I think it’s weird. But…” Dana looked at Naia, and then back. “It would be way better than the alternative.”

Mike nodded. “So I say let’s try it. Um…I mean, you can stay and all, that’s up to you…sorry, this is just a strange conversation to have with pretty much anybody.”

Dana shrugged and walked away from the fountain. “I’ll check in with Zel. Let me know when you’re done.”

“Will do.” He watched her go to the garage and step inside. “I feel really bad about this whole situation,” he told Naia. “She got pulled into this because of me.”

“She got pulled in because of the society. They are to blame, not you.”

Mike sighed. He wasn’t certain he agreed, but she was probably right. “Do you really think so?”

“I think you should come over here.” Her grip on his shirt was strong, and he splashed in the fountain in an attempt to find his feet. When she kissed him, he felt like she was trying to inhale his soul. He lost his balance and fell back. Water formed beneath him, holding him up without getting him wet. It was an odd feeling, the cool water against his skin, but the warm woman on top of him had his full attention.

“I’ve missed you, lover.” She kissed her way down his neck, tiny spheres of water floating around her. “Next time, I fully expect you to take your time with me.”

“You think this is going to be quick?” He watched her undo his pants. His cock sprang free, eager to see her. “I’ve kind of had a busy day with this thing.”

“We mustn’t keep our guest waiting.” Naia gave his shaft a lick. “And if you think you’ve seen all my tricks, you have another thing coming.”

“Let’s see what you go—HOLY HELL!” With her mouth on his shaft, he