Deviant: No Longer Human

"... Don't stare at me like that..."

Selene's voice trembled as she gazed up at Wang Xiao, his dark eyes locked onto her, intense. He wasn't moving forward—just watching her, drinking her in. Did her face grow a flower or something?

But then, that smile. Slow, teasing.

His palm cupped her breast again, squeezing lightly before rolling the tender peak between his fingers.

"Ahh—" Selene gasped, her body shivering.

Without a word, Wang Xiao leaned down, capturing the hardened bud between his lips. His tongue swirled over it before he sucked, teasing out its sweetness.

The nipple stiffened further in his mouth, the sensation making her arch her back. Her thighs rubbed together involuntarily, a throbbing heat pooling between them.

His one eye opened lazily, gaze smoldering as he glanced at her.

"Selene, what prank are you playing on me?" His voice was deep, sultry. "Do you want daddy to punish you?"

Plop!

A wet pop echoed as he released her nipple, his fingers flicking the moist peak before his eyes narrowed at her.

Selene's lips trembled. "She... She said you would like it..."

Her voice grew smaller, but Wang Xiao's brows twitched. Like it?

His head throbbed—was this an age for producing breast milk? Just what was this little fool thinking? Did she want to be bred like a sow?

Selene pouted slightly, biting her lip. She had only listened to Aurora, thinking it would make him happy. But now, seeing his expression, she felt terribly wronged.

"Selene," his voice turned sharp, "if you want to please daddy—don't do it half-heartedly."

"Huh?" Her eyes widened, lips parting in confusion—until his large hand seized her delicate fingers and dragged them downward.

Between their bodies.

Inside his clothes.

Straight to his cock.

A startled gasp escaped her as her fingers wrapped instinctively around the thick, pulsing rod. So hot. So hard. So... big.

"Move your hands… slowly," he murmured, voice laced with satisfaction.

Her breath came faster as she gripped him, her soft fingers barely able to wrap fully around his girth.

"It's… so thick…" she whispered, fingers stroking hesitantly.

Wang Xiao let out a low groan, his grip tightening on her breast as he latched onto her nipple again, sucking hard.

"Ahhh…!" Selene moaned, back arching as his tongue played with the sensitive bud, drawing out more of the sweet, creamy nectar.

Sweet. So fucking sweet.

"Hnngh… Dad…" she whimpered, her hands trembling as she stroked him. The heat in her belly coiled tighter.

Her fingers glided along his shaft, trailing downward, grazing the heavy, swollen sacs beneath. Her palm cupped them, rolling them gently.

"Mmm…!" Wang Xiao groaned against her breast, his grip tightening.

Selene's lips quivered, her own body aflame. "Is this… good?" she murmured shyly, her fingers squeezing slightly.

His answer came in the form of a sharper bite to her nipple, making her jolt.

"Nghh—! Ahnn…!"

His other hand grasped her neglected breast, kneading it roughly, making her thighs rub together again. Her breath rushed as wetness pooled between her legs.

Wang Xiao pulled back slightly, his hot breath teasing her reddened peak.

"Keep going." His voice was rushed, demanding.

And Selene…?

She obeyed.

She stroked his cock further, the thick, terrifying length twitching in her grasp. Her fingers traced the veins running along its shaft, feeling them throb beneath her touch. So hot… so hard… She bit her lip, her hidden desire stirring—she wanted to see it. To take a better look at this beast.

Wang Xiao let out a low groan before switching targets, capturing her other nipple between his lips. His tongue flicked over the stiff peak, teasing, sucking deeply before releasing it with a wet pop.

When he pulled back, his eyes darkened at the sight before him—Selene's teary gaze, her dreamy, dazed expression. She looked utterly lost in the pleasure. But what made him smirk was how her eyes kept flickering downward, as if unable to stop glancing between them.

"Turn around." His deep voice rumbled.

"Huh?"

She blinked, confused, her head tilting slightly like a curious little bird.

Wang Xiao took a moment to admire her delicate face—now covered in kiss marks, bruised and swollen with his love bites. Even her pale neck was littered with deep hickeys, a clear sign of his possession.

A dangerous glint flashed in his eyes, a strong urge to possess her further rising within him. But he held back—for now.

Instead, he shifted, lying back on the bed, pulling her on top of his chest. His large hands settled on her waist, holding her firmly as he instructed, "Turn around."

Selene hesitated. "T-this… feels weird…" she whispered, shifting reluctantly.

As she moved, she suddenly realized how exposed she was. Her breath froze—she was straddling him backward, her legs on either side of his body. Her entire lower half was right above his face.

"Ah…! This position…!" she gasped, her hands flying to her mouth in embarrassment.

A dark chuckle rumbled from below.

Wang Xiao reached out, large palms spreading over her thin waist. So thin, so soft, so easy to hold.

Without warning, he gripped the edge of her dress and began pulling it down.

"Wait—Dad…! No…!" Selene panicked, her hands scrambling to stop him, but it was futile.

With one smooth tug, the last bit of fabric slid past her legs and fell away completely.

"Ahnn…!" She whimpered, thighs pressing together as the cool air kissed her bare skin.

Her smooth, round buttocks were now fully exposed to his hungry gaze. Her thighs trembled as his large hands roamed over them, possessive and firm.

"Ahh… don't look…!" she pleaded, but her voice was soft, breathy—betraying her own excitement.

Wang Xiao clicked his tongue, his fingers pressing into her delicate skin.

"Tch. What's there to hide? Didn't you just have my thing in your hands?" His voice was deep, teasing.

Selene bit her lip, her body shivering. "B-but… this is different…!"

His hands slid up her legs, grasping her thighs, pulling her lower half closer.

"Ahn—! L-Lord Father…!" she yelped, trying to push up, but his strength overpowered her easily.

Her face burned. Her heart pounded. Her core ached with a sensation she didn't fully understand.

"Selene, why do you keep switching between 'Lord Father' and 'Dad'?" Wang Xiao asked curiously, his hands lazily kneading her smooth, pale buttocks.

Every time his palm landed, a faint red mark bloomed on her delicate skin, fading all too slowly. Soft. So soft. It was satisfying—watching the contrast, feeling the redness.

But his curiosity was genuine. All his "daughters" addressed him differently. Why?

"Mmm… I-I don't know…" Selene murmured, her voice breathy. "What do you want me to call you?"

She had never really thought about it. When her mother was around, she called him "Lord Father," but when they were alone, the teasing made her unconsciously shift to "Dad."

And it wasn't just her. Even Anran's daughters called him "Dad" when others were nearby, but the moment they were alone, they would smile and whisper "Daddy~"

Wang Xiao chuckled. "Call me whatever you want."

Selene hummed in response, nodding absentmindedly. Whatever she wanted? She didn't take it seriously. How could she? Calling him by his name outright? Even she couldn't accept that.

Even Yanyan, who dared to call her own mother by name, never once crossed that line with him. Some boundaries were never spoken, but they were understood.

And Wang Xiao had never needed to say them aloud.

His fingers trailed lower, teasing the soft flesh beneath his palms before his voice dropped.

"Baby, take off my clothes… and lick it."

Selene's fair cheeks flushed deep red, her shy gaze drifting downward—toward the thick bulge straining against his robes.

She had been slacking off, hadn't she?

"Mmm…" she hummed softly, nodding as her trembling fingers reached for his clothes. Slowly, hesitantly, she pulled them down, peeling away the layers that concealed him.

She tried her best not to look at the terrifying thing that sprang free, but once she had stripped him completely, her curiosity betrayed her.

Her eyes flickered between his legs, and in an instant, her breath hitched.

"Ah…!" A sharp gasp escaped her lips.

His cock stood proudly, thick and menacing. It was larger than she remembered—thicker than her delicate wrist. If she stacked both hands atop one another, it still wouldn't be enough to fully cover its length.

Selene's face burned as she hesitantly wrapped her fingers around it, biting her lip.

"Did it… grow?" she whispered.

Wang Xiao smirked at her stunned expression.

"Lick it, and it will grow even more."

Selene hummed in response, no hesitation in her actions—after all, this was her Wang. But at the same time, she squirmed slightly, feeling his hands teasing her from behind.

"Ahh… D-Dad… that tickles…!" she whimpered, shifting uncomfortably.

His fingers caressed her soft, sensitive spots, making it difficult to focus.

Still, she pressed her lips together tightly, determined to do as she was told.

Bringing her face closer, she felt the heat radiating from it—so intense, it made her own skin warm. She reached forward, gently pulling back the foreskin, revealing the glistening, swollen tip.

Then, with the softest of kisses, she pressed her lips against it.

A slight twitch.

A deep, pulsing throb.

It hardened even further in her grasp.

Selene's breath froze.

"Haa…" she exhaled softly, feeling her own heartbeat quicken.

Was it supposed to be like this…?