Lilith hadn’t been sleeping well. Between a full course load and her aberrant work schedule, she found very little time to eat, much less sleep. For the past week and a half, she had been living off of two-hour naps whenever she found the time, but it had been taking its toll on her. Her eyes struggled to stay focused, and her mind struggled to tell dreams from reality in its fleeting moments of cognition.

But that all came to an end tonight.

Her work and class schedules had come to a rare moment of harmony where she had the whole next day to herself. She planned to use it to catch up on that sweet sleep she had so desperately been missing and wasn’t going to let anything get in her way. She silenced her phone, disabled any alarms, and told everyone she knew not to bother her. She would have complete and utter isolation for the next 24 hours.

But of course, you can’t have a slumber party without refreshments. She had gotten some sleeping pills from a friend at her college. The good shit. The kind of stuff you need to do a sleep study to even get prescribed. And then there was the wine. A beautiful bottle of pinot noir she was just a year short of being able to legally drink.

Lilith didn’t waste any time once she got home. She popped the cork off her bottle of wine and got straight to pouring. The first glass, she downed in celebration, immediately feeling the warmth of the alcohol spreading through her, enveloping her like a fruit-scented quilt. God that was good stuff. The next glass, however, was all business. She took three of the sleeping pills in her hand, then washed them down her throat with a swig of wine, making sure to finish the glass afterward. Now all she had to do was wait.

She carried the bottle to her bedroom, her footing a little awkward as the effects of her first glass began to kick in. She placed the wine on her nightstand, there to keep her company in case she needed some extra assistance falling asleep.

“I’ve missed you, love,” she said to her bed, before promptly tucking herself under the covers, and staring at the ceiling until her eyelids grew heavy.

The next thing she could remember was feeling heavy. How long had she been asleep? Minutes? Hours? She didn’t feel particularly well-rested. It almost felt like there was a weight on her chest holding her down. She tried getting up, but couldn’t manage to will her limbs into locomotion. And so, Lilith did the one thing she could. She opened her eyes.

The creature before her was unlike anything she had ever seen, and she was quite certain she must have been having a nightmare. It was humanoid, but far from human. Grayish red skin was pulled tight over a gaunt frame, which lacked even a single hair. Its shoulders were placed at awkward angles and its frail neck struggled to support an oversized head. It had four eyes- two on each side- and a jawless mouth with a long tongue that lolled out uncontained under several rows of sharp teeth.

Lilith opened her mouth to scream, but nothing came out. She could feel her heart pounding under the creature as it sat on her chest, watching her, contemplating.

“You’ve been imagining weird shit for a while, Lilith,” she thought to herself. “Remember that time you heard Amy talking to you when she wasn’t? It’s the sleep deprivation fucking with you. Just close your eyes and it’ll go away.”

She closed her eyes tight and took a deep breath. “Okay. Three, two, one.”

Her eyes opened to see the creature staring at her, now leaned a little closer to her face. She could feel its hot breath against her cheek as its bony body dug into her chest painfully. She tried to scream again, to no avail.

Lilith would quickly find, however, that she had made a big mistake.

Seizing the opportunity, the creature forced its tongue into her mouth. The long, slimy organ worked its way down her throat and filled her mouth completely. She shook her head from side to side in protest, but the creature was not deterred and continued assaulting her mouth with its tongue. She felt a large hand wrap around her throat, its fingers long and sharp, and knew that if she moved her neck too much, things could get dangerous. She stopped struggling, tears streaming down her face as she reluctantly accepted the “kiss”. But that only made it hungrier. It pulled its tongue out of her mouth and ran it across her face, licking up her tears.

It now straddled her hips, one hand wrapped around her throat as the other began to explore. It ran the tips of its fingers along her cheek, stinging as it drew blood. The hand traced down her shoulder, along her arm until it found her slight waist. She felt a droplet of drool hit her cheek as the grip on her throat loosened.

Lilith prayed she was wrong about what was going to happen next.

The creature took both hands and ripped open her shirt, exposing her breasts before it. With her shirt out of the way, it placed both hands on her waist and began to run its tongue down her cheek, along her neck, down her collarbone- until it reached her chest.

It hungrily sunk its teeth into her left breast, and she let out a short involuntary whimper of pain. The teeth couldn’t get much force without a jaw, but they were sharp nonetheless and managed to break the skin. It was drooling heavily now, at this point slobbering all over as its tongue pressed against her. With its teeth holding its mouth in place, it began running its tongue in circles around her nipple, which hardened in response.

“F-fuck,” she thought, as the creature continued assaulting her bare chest. “Why does that feel good?”

Lilith could feel her breaths growing heavier as her body responded to the stimulation. God, how long had it been since she’d even touched herself? She used to do it almost daily, but now that she’d been so busy-.

She felt something hard pressing against her hips, and although she couldn’t see it, she could feel herself getting wet just thinking about it. Arousal tingled through her body until she couldn’t fight it anymore, and let out soft breathy moans as she gave in to the sensation.

Fortunately, the creature got the hint. It pulled its teeth out of her breast, and trickles of blood fell down her collarbone. Fuck, had blood always been this hot?

The creature climbed off of her and moved to the foot of her bed, and pulled her to the edge in one aggressive motion. It made short work of her jeans, ripping them apart at the seams and tossing the destroyed denim to the side. Lilith tingled with anticipation as it spread her legs apart, her soaked panties the only thing separating the two now.

It ran its tongue against her through her panties, tasting her and taking in her scent. Its tongue explored her inner thighs, licking up her sweat hungrily before returning to the main course. Lilith was dripping wet at this point. If not from her own arousal, then definitely from the licking. She was aching for something- anything inside of her. And then, her wish came true.

The creature grabbed her hips as it slithered its tongue under the fabric of her panties, effectively pushing them to the side. She could feel the hot wetness of the soft tongue against her directly as her pussy twitched with desire. Its tongue ran along her wet slit a little before finally finding its way inside of her, pushing in slowly, gradually making its way deeper and deeper. The long tongue pulsed and squirmed inside of her, filling her while its base pressed against her sensitive clit. Lilith had never been eaten out before, but there was no way it was usually this good. Her moans got louder as the creature lapped up her wetness, and she could feel she was close to cumming.

The creature didn’t let up. It attacked her with animalistic hunger, savoring every drop. And then it happened. She came. Harder than she had ever on her own. Her muscles convulsed as her back arched and her hands gripped her sheets tightly, trying to contain the pleasure. She could feel herself tightening around the creature’s tongue as her eyes rolled back and she let out a soft, “Fuck.”

When she came down from orgasm, she was no longer paralyzed, merely exhausted. But the creature wasn’t done with her yet. It pulled its tongue out of her slowly, keeping its hands on her hips as a strand of saliva kept the two connected. As it broke, she looked the creature in the eyes with a smirk.

“Do your fucking worst,” she said.

The creature seemed to understand that. Once again it forced its tongue down her throat. She let out muffled moans and gripped her sheets tightly, locking her legs around the creature to pull it closer. Its hard cock pressed against her soaked pussy as its sharp fingers dug into her hips. The two ground against each other, desperate for more. With each second their desire grew and their movements became more aggressive. As her wetness coated its throbbing member, the grinding got more and more slippery, until finally, all at once, she felt its cock press deep inside of her. A loud moan escaped her lips as she felt herself being penetrated for the very first time. God, it was so big and thick and hard and hot- it was everything she’d ever hoped it would be.

The creature started thrusting inside of her, holding her hips tightly for leverage. With every stroke, she felt so full, so complete. She kept grinding against its cock, aching for more. It began to move faster, and she tightened her legs around it as it forced its tongue deeper down her throat.

Lilith felt herself being pounded with animalistic desire as wet noises came from between them. She could feel her pussy tightening around its cock desperately, aching for its cum inside of her. Her wetness was dripping down onto her sheets by now, doing its best to compensate for every inch filling her. She was getting close again, and by the looks of things, so was it. The creature fucked her relentlessly, getting more aggressive by the second. It was all she could do to not pass out from the pleasure.

Her core tightened and she grabbed onto the creature with both hands, locking her legs even tighter around it as she climaxed. As she tightened and spasmed, she felt the creature push deeper inside of her, its cock twitching as it released its load inside of her. It pulled its tongue out of her mouth as it came, and let out an otherworldly sound, which Lilith could only assume was a moan.

As it released the last of its cum inside of her, the creature slowly pulled out, leaving her leaking its cum. God, there was so much. Lilith had never felt so full.

And just like that, as Lilith came down from her second orgasm, she felt too exhausted to keep her eyes open any longer and fell into a deep sleep.

When she awoke, her room was filled with light from the morning sun. Had it all been a dream? She was too dazed to tell. She sat up in bed, her head heavy and her body sore. It wasn’t until she was more awake that she noticed why. The front of her shirt was torn apart, hanging onto her body by the sleeves. She looked down and saw the teeth marks on the top of her breast, and could feel the sting of the cuts on her cheek. It had been real. All of it. Yet the creature was nowhere in sight.

Over the next week, Lilith couldn’t stop thinking about her encounter. On her next day off, she tried doing everything she had done before. Taking the sleeping pills, drinking wine- but the creature never showed up. She needed answers, but more importantly, she needed more. After a fuck like that, how could she ever be satisfied by any less? Fruitless search after fruitless search ensued, and eventually, Lilith was forced to give up.

Or was she?

If that creature was real, there had to be others, right? Some truth in the cryptids and demons and mythology of the world. And so, she made a decision. She would find them. All of them. However long it took.

THE END OF CHAPTER ONE