Wicked chance - Chapter 60

"Now, my lovely pets," she purred, her voice low and dangerous as she approached them, her massive wings unfurled behind her like a deadly shadow. "Now, you're all mine to play with."

Jezebel prowled around the room, her claws clicking against the marble floor as she circled her prey. She could feel their fear and arousal, their bodies trembling as they waited for her next move. With a wicked smile, she leapt onto the first bed, landing on top of one of the men with a grace that belied her massive size. Her wings draped over them both, enfolding them in a cocoon of darkness and heat.

Jezebel leaned down, her long red hair cascading over them like a scarlet waterfall as she whispered dirty, wicked things in his ear. His shaft hardened, twitching with need, and Jezebel wrapped her hand around him, her claws gently scraping against his skin. She stroked him firmly, feeling the heat of his cock against her palm and the slickness of his precum coating her fingers.