The dessert with a side of killer climax

She positioned herself above me, her dripping core poised just above my mouth. The scent of her arousal filled my nostrils, musky and intoxicating.

"Lick," she ordered, her voice leaving no room for argument.

I complied, my tongue delving into her wet heat. She tasted sweet and tangy, like ambrosia on my tongue. I lapped at her eagerly, driven by an insatiable hunger.

Lilith began to move above me, grinding her hips against my face. Her hands gripped my hair, holding me in place as she rode my mouth with wild abandon. I could barely breathe, but I didn't care. All that mattered was pleasing her, giving her the pleasure she craved.

Her movements became more erratic, her thighs trembling around my head. I could feel her walls fluttering against my tongue, signaling her impending release.

"Don't you dare stop," she panted, her voice strained with pleasure. "Make me come on your face."

I doubled my efforts, sucking and licking with a fervor I didn’t know I had. Then, with a cry that echoed through the garden, Lilith came undone above me. Her warmth flooded my mouth, and I swallowed every drop, savoring the taste of her.

But then, in the throes of her release, her claws—sharp and deadly—unintentionally pierced my skin. A searing pain shot through me as she collapsed beside me, both of us panting and spent. Even as I lay there, struggling to breathe, I knew this was far from over. Blood seeped from the wounds, dark and thick, and the edges of my vision began to blur into darkness.

Lilith rolled onto her side, propping herself up on one elbow. A slow, wicked smile curled on her lips as she traced a clawed finger down my chest. “Oh dear,” she said with mock sympathy, “you seem to be dying. Such a shame. I was just beginning to have fun with you. Well, on the bright side, maybe once you’re gone, I can have a chat with the real Adam. Pleasure knowing you. Bye-bye now.”

The pain in my chest was unbearable, like a thousand white-hot needles stabbing deeper with every heartbeat. I glanced down, vision fading, to see dark red blood oozing from the deep gashes Lilith’s claws had left. The metallic scent filled my nostrils, thick and suffocating.

I tried to gasp for air, but it felt like a weight was pressing down on my lungs, squeezing the breath from me. My heart pounded wildly, **** to keep me alive, but my body was betraying me. Limbs heavy as stone, I tried to lift my arm, to reach out, but it refused to obey. My head lolled to the side, and I caught a glimpse of Lilith’s face above me—smiling, eyes gleaming with a predatory hunger.

“Such a pity,” she purred, voice dripping with false sympathy. “And here I thought we were just getting started.”

She leaned down, face inches from mine, breath hot and humid against my skin. “But don’t worry, my sweet. I’ll take good care of your body. I have so many delicious plans for it.”

Her words churned my stomach, but I couldn’t even summon the strength to gag. Darkness crept in fast, vision tunneling until all I could see was Lilith’s face—distorted, macabre, and grinning in the fading light.

The last thing I heard was her cruel, mocking laughter as everything slipped away. And then… nothing.