Claude sniffed again and allowed a slight smile to curve his lips as he closed his eyes and savored the scent. How strange, he thought; the female spider demons rarely ever came to the human realm. They did not like the sun, being creatures of the shadows. And there was no scent of another male. “This must be my lucky day” thought Claude and he smirked as he drew closer. There was only one reason for her to be here; she needed to breed. And she had not found a male to meet her standards in her home realm.
Now female spider demons are very canny and they can think rings around the males. This female was no exception. She knew that males here in the human realm would all have appearances that would excite humans to lust after them; but her scent alone was enough to drive any male spider demon to breed with her, any male. Because she wanted to return to the shadows of the demon realm as soon as possible, she had taken no chances and also made her appearance to sexually excite human males. She could smell the approaching male and she sat demurely on a shady park bench waiting At last she could see him. He was tall with midnight black hair carelessly tossed back from his forehead with eyes like sparkling topaz. And his scent was intoxicating. He smelled of clover honey. A handsome specimen indeed.
She heard a small growl of approval from deep in his chest as he looked at her. She was pleased with her choices in appearance. Both demons were pleased by the other. Bowing to her, Claude extended his hand and in a deep voice as smooth as honey he said, “My name, my lovely, is Claude Faustus. Please come with me to my web.” “Of course, Claude. And I am Aradia Justinius,” and she smiled sweetly at him as she took his hand. He whisked her away to his quarters and their clothing vanished as he gently placed her in his web, helping her balance on the nearly vertical surface. Both spider demons were still well pleased with the other and Claude reached out gently with his elongated fingers, a characteristic shared by all spider demons, and stroked her pale cheek as would a human lover. She hung in Claude's web as it swung gently from her tremble of anticipation. Her need was great but she must only respond to him; she simply could not initiate anything. He must make the first move. He reached the other hand out now and cupped her face gently, rubbing her cheekbones sensually with his thumbs. She leaned into his hands while maintaining her balance on the web. She hummed softly and Claude growled again from his chest as he agilely climbed up the web to be face to face with her and share in balancing on his web. She moaned as he kissed her gently; as the kiss then deepened, he licked her lips and as she opened her mouth to question him, he started to explore her mouth. This was entirely new to the female but she could feel how the human body reacted to it. It excited the body and mind and she felt like she simply must follow where Claude led. He added soft yet teasing strokes to her breasts and she felt like she could hardly breathe.
Now Claude was an ancient and wily spider demon, one of the first created. He had, over the centuries, given a lot of thought to the mating process and the fact that unlike most other demons, female spider demons rarely entered the human realm. This left the male demons frustrated and angry. No wonder Claude was so crusty since his only outlet was tap dancing. Most male spider demons were rough on their
females when coupling. Often they hunted females in packs. Claude may have been a demon and a frustrated one at that, but he had standards, high standards in some things. So for most male spider demons there was no thought of any niceties let alone pleasure for the female. Claude, however, was a demon with a plan. He would try something totally different and treat this female like a human goddess and fulfill her desires as they joined their bodies. She may not know she had said desires now but when Claude got done with her she would. She truly would.Then, he reasoned, she would have cause to seek him out directly next time she was ready to breed. He would not have to track her down as he would have taught her to have sex like a human and not just breed like a spider demon. He hoped he would not fail but he would have no answer for 50 years being the breeding cycle for spider demons. And what was 50 years to a being who would exist forever.
Claude took his time stroking, licking, nibbling, and sucking to determine what Aradia responded to best and where she liked being touched most. Her face, her ears, his long sensitive fingers in her red hair, her neck, her throat, pulse points got extra attention, her collarbones, her chest and breasts, her ribs and her stomach; all were attended to. Claude was an ardent and attentive lover, centuries of practice will do that, and he had a virgin to play with. He was willing to forego immediate pleasure for himself to secure continued pleasure later. She was ready for his main attack. Keeping his glorious topaz eyes on her green ones, he crouched between her legs grabbed her right leg. Beginning at her instep, he kissed and nibbled and sucked his way to her knee. He grabbed her left leg and did the same. Bending her legs at the knees, he worked up to her mons. She was writhing and panting. He was getting the reactions he wanted. He kissed a trail up her stomach to her lips. He kissed her sweetly so she could get her breath back. She had not been passive during the love making at all. She had caressed all of his skin she could reach and used her mouth as well. She had directed his actions by gently pulling his hair. They were both growling and moaning and humming.
She was very close to reaching her release but there was one more thing he wanted to do for her. Timing would be everything as her orgasm would move the eggs into position for fertilization which his quickly following orgasm would provide. Not only must it be done quickly in that order but they must be in their spider forms to be successful. No one had ever tried this before so Claude had to base his timing by judging Aradia’s reactions. Returning to his position between her thighs, he kissed them a few times. He moved to the lips of her female center and continued licking and sucking her. Her breathing became irregular and she wrapped her elongated fingers in his silky black hair. “Shall I stop?” “No, Claude, don't stop, please don't stop”, her voice was shaking. He returned to his actions only this time he allowed his demon tongue to extend another few inches. He could tell she had almost reached her climax so he stopped and held her gently. “Aradia, dearest, change to your spider form. Quickly!” Both changed rapidly and were locked into what passed for sex in the demon realm. At last, Aradia shuddered and dropped her egg sack, Claude immediately fertilised it.
Claude's plan had been terrific and it might actually have worked but for two small things. When Aradia turned to move the egg sack to a prepared place, he saw the red hourglass on her back. Okay, he thought this could be bad. Sure, I should have asked what kind of spider she was before we started. Maybe I have been very lucky and she fed before I found her. After all, not every type of black widow female kills the male after sex and of the ones that do, they don't always if they have eaten recently.
Claude turned to speak to Aradia and felt a pressure on his neck. Well, he reminded himself, I will regenerate in about 50 years time. And that would be right for her next breeding. With any luck, that Trancy brat should be dead and buried and our contract null and void. Win win, he thought and smiled his radiant smile as his eyelids closed over his beautiful topaz eyes which started to dim. His last thought was, next time, I feed her first
As Aradia hurried out of the Trancy Manor, she heard the scream of an adolescent boy who would always be alone now, forever, the one person he cared about now dead in his spider body. She paid no attention and hurried to get her eggs back safely to the demon realm. Demons seldom require sleep but when Aradia did, she dreamt of golden eyes and the smell of honey.