Loving Merritt Forever

15

Him

She was so horny, I could smell her honey as it drenched her panties, the alluring smell wafted out from under the full skirt of her dress with every single step. We passed by a handful of shifters. Who turned their heads to look at the pretty little treasure on my arm. But just as they could scent how delicious she was, they knew me for what I was and gave us a wide berth.

She was as eager as I was. But the Demon was greatly enjoying this game of teasing her in public, slowly breaking down the good girl walls she had hidden behind her whole life. Maybe I would finger her slit over her panties under the table during dinner. I imagined how wide her eyes would go as she realized what I was doing. Would she stop my hand, or spread her legs opening the way for me.

I closed my eyes to savor this moment. I had no idea how I had become so lucky but I was grateful. I had been close to considering the true death, as I grew more and more bored with my existence. Now I wanted to spend centuries with Merritt. Forever might not be long enough for me to feel satisfied now.

We entered the warm inviting restaurant, the walls painted bright yellow and red, with all the art on the walls having been brought from their home country over the last three generations. The air smelled of savory spices, grilled meats and ginger. I looked at Merritt, she had a soft smile, the one she had been wearing since we returned to this neighborhood. I could read her face like a book, she felt at home and happy in my cultivated corner of the world. It filled both me and my inner Demon with something close to pride.

I guided Merritt to a back booth with a round table and a circular bench wrapped around it, where I could watch the door, and Merritt would be hidden from other guests. We ordered several plates to share, as was quickly becoming our routine. It was easier to hide how little of the food I ate, when we were both eating from the same plates. Sweet Merritt hadn't yet noticed I lacked several qualities needed to be alive. I hoped when the time came to tell her the truth it wouldn't be too much of a shock.

We sat side by side on the vinyl bench, thighs touching as she ate, and I pretended to eat along side her. She was talking animatedly about what she had been up to during her days without me. How she went to the other hotel and had her money returned for the wedding that hadn't taken place, how she had stood up to the bellhop who was now going to have his neck snapped after I drained him dry in the near future.

She was so lively, as she told me she had never been so bold in her life. How great it had felt to stand up for herself. Even going so far as to block David and Verity from being able to contact her. I didn't want to tell her yet that all these changes were probably only because of the blood I had been giving her, she thought she was changing on her own. I wasn't going to take that from her.

In between the plate of small appetizers before our mains arrived, Merritt excused herself to the washroom, and I as usual tainted her wine glass with my blood. Her penchant for red wine with her meals seemed like divine intervention, the temptation too hard to resist. I always told myself it was just to keep her safe, prevent her from slipping away from me to a natural death.

Every sip kept her safe, placated the Demon as he watched her drink our essence. "Even wine tastes better with you." she murmured on her return, taking a large sip from her glass. She smelled even more strongly of arousal now as well. I looked at her out of the corner of my eye, seeing the sweet innocent blush dusting her cheeks, just as her small hand poked something soft into the tight pocket of my jeans.

I felt my eyebrow quirk up. Merritt had an almost evil, mischievous glint to her eyes as she furiously blushed pinker and pinker. Her heart rate had sped up as well, "Are you playing a game little dove?" I asked her, reaching into my pocket. My cock jerked in my pants that were already far too tight with the erection I had as my fingertips felt damp lace.

Safely hidden in our booth, the white table cloth hiding everything under the table from the other patrons, I looked down at my pocket as Merritt wiggled on the bench beside me, looking a little uncomfortable, as I pulled her tiny, lace panties from my pocket. We made heated eye contact, before she demurred and looked away.

I tucked her long, shining locks behind her ear and shoulder just as our mains arrived. I loaded her plate up with chicken adobo with potatoes, chicken Java rice and stir fried veg, before serving myself. Merritt took up her fork and knife and started to eat. I took my fork in the hand opposite her, playing as though I would eat too.

"You're very naughty Merritt." I whispered in her ear, making her shiver.

"Only ever for you Levi." she said shyly, lifting some rice to her mouth on her fork.

I placed my near hand on her thigh, as we kept eating and drinking the wine. My hand slowly crept up her soft thigh, under her skirt until I could feel the heat pouring from her core. She was safely hidden away from prying eyes, and only humans with their dull senses were dining here tonight. Or else I would have never moved my hand to brush against the lower lips of her sex.

Merritt jumped, hissing my name, her eyes wild as she looked around the dining room to see if anyone was watching.

"Ah, Ah, shh love. Not a sound." I whispered in her ear, "You don't want anyone to catch us with my fingers in your pretty pussy." my long middle finger slipped between her folds to her opening. She was so wet, I coated my finger in her slick, dragging it slowly through her folds while she tried to suppress her reactions to my touch. Her body twitched as my lubricated finger began to swirl slow lazy patterns on her clit.

"Eat up Merritt, I want you well fed before I take you home." pressing down on her clit firmly as I said home. Watching her beautiful eyes flutter, while her teeth grabbed her lower lip. With a shaking hand she tried to keep eating her dinner. "Good girl" I cooed in her ear as I too feigned to eat more of the meal. But really all my focus was on watching Merritt as I tried to slowly coax the first orgasm from her body tonight.

I would have never started such a dirty game with her. Not yet, it was too soon. But she had stirred the beast within, sliding her soiled panties in my pocket, sitting here with no underwear on. She had a filthy side that was waking up after being dormant her whole life. I relished being part of her transformation.

Merritt's breath hitched as I continued to work her clit between my fingers, teasing through her folds, moving her wetness around to enhance the sensation. "Take a sip of wine Merritt, we don't want to waste."

Her eyes went impossibly wide as she tried to control herself, shaky hand bringing the glass to her lips and following my instructions. I dipped my finger just inside her channel, just a fingertip, and was rewarded by a moan she tried to stifle by biting down on her lip.

"Naughty girl, are you getting close love?" I moved my hand harder and faster, no one was paying any attention to us, a couple at a table near the door were breaking up. Loudly. I couldn't have planted a better cover for our filthy game tonight.

Merritt nodded her head. "So close Levi." she breathed out.

I withdrew my fingers, licking them clean lewdly while her brown doe eyes watched me. I was about to lick my last finger clean, when Merritt snatched my hand into hers, bringing my still slick finger to her mouth, engulfing it inside her warm mouth, tongue swirling to taste herself, before quickly giving me my hand back. Blushing with so much heat I was briefly worried she would combust.

I called for our check as our server went past, while a very flustered and sexually frustrated Merritt tried to get herself under control. "Let's go home love" she looked at me still dazed, nodding her head and sliding out of the booth to take my offered hand. This had been the single best meal of my life. I couldn't wait to enjoy Merritt's entire body as my real feast tonight.