My Toro!

Bahm's 🍣 P.O.V













"Hunnie.." I heard the 2nd witch in command, Dina whisper in Hunnie's direction. 











How dare she even tried to talk to her right now. It seemed like they all knew what had happened last night. 











From the time I teleported in front of their door, I could hear them pissing and moaning about the council's headquarters being demolished. 











When we had walked over to Hunnie's room I stayed by her door to listen in on all of them and to give Hunnie a sense of protection. 













"Agatha?" I heard a witch from the parlor whisper into her phone. 















"They are here... what to do?" She asked out petrified. 













"The half breed is there too?"













"Her mate? Yeah he is..." she replied back and the call disconnected. 











I could pick up casino noises in the background and hear the busy streets with familiar beach waves near by. 















'Found you!'

















Las Vegas. 















Agatha always had a bit of a gambling problem. I thought it was funny that she would hide out over there, cloaked and all. 



















She's been in the council for generations and I've been dying to get my hands on her. 













I stumbled into Hunnie's room when I felt her heart pounding and saw her full garbage bags. 















"Need more?" I eyed the bag and she nodded. 















"I'll get them. Stay here."













When I was digging in the cabinet under the sink, I heard the catty little witches beginning to complain about our presence and becoming annoyed that we were taking all their garbage bags.













"Don't take all... please." I heard an annoying little voice yell out from the parlor.















I tried to ignore it, but I could still hear them whispering away about how Hunnie. 











Controlling my demons and emotions I replied calmly.











"Shut the hell up!" 













"We'll do what we like!" I hissed back and there was that same girl from the call, whispering to others about me being a demon half bred wolf and that they shouldn't provoke me. 















I stood up and walked over to the room while ignoring Hunnie's plea to come back. 



















"Half breed, huh?

Is that what the council told you?" 













Her eyes grew wide and I winked at her before feeling Hunnie standing right behind me. 















I helped Hunnie packed her things and we teleported home and into my closet. 









The craving to go to Las Vegas tonight and rip the throat off of Agatha, was high. 











I convinced her to go out and eat there tonight. Hoping to catch Agatha as well. 



















I watched her unbutton her shirt and dropped it to her side. I took a seat, admiring her creamy, smooth body. 













Her firm and succulent ass, was staring right back at me, as it wiggled itself into her dress. 













"Are you sure this isn't too short?" She bends over, touching her toes, showing me her pink pussy that her thing failed to cover. 













What is wrong with this woman? Did she not want to leave? 











I got up and pressed my face into her folds. She stands up right away laughing. 















"It's not short enough" I growled. 















Now I am convinced she knows what her body does to me. 











"Let's go before I eat you as an appetizer" I hissed at her. 

















I teleported her and myself to the garage entrance of the casino, that I knew would have the best Toro. 













"Oh wow! How pretty!" She awed at the casino's chandeliers and decorations. 













It was filled with too much noise for my taking. 

Dings, and beeps everywhere, and also accompanied by many drunk gamblers. 















We walked through the crowded floors and up to the 3rd floor to a sushi restaurant called Dara. 











After speaking Korean to the server, shw led us to our own private room. 













The room was dimly lit, with the most light being over the table, which sat a feet off the floor. 









We sat at the table and looked at the menu. I already knew what I was getting so I pretended to look at it, but I was really searching all of Las Vegas with my ears in hopes I'll hear Agatha. 













I knew Agatha very well. She puts herself to sleep every 5 years to preserve her youth. 















When I thought I heard her demeaning and annoying voice with a hint of the same magical smell Hunnie had, I was broken out of my focus. 















"What are you getting to eat?" Hunnie asked me with a beautifully wide smile on her face. 













She was glowing with so much illumination I forgot about everything. 













"The spicy beef soup. It has shredded beef and vegetables with glass noodles."

















"Should I get that too?" She asked, closing her menu











"Umm... yeah...you can try a small bowl and see if you like it. Maybe add some rice.."

I said, eyeing her sweetheart of neck line and up to her mark. 











Just looking at this woman drove me mad. This was ridiculous and almost to much to handle. I could do as I pleased with her and it was never enough. 















"Mmm, okay, I'll try it." Her sweet, sensual voice rang out. 











"I'm also ordering seared tuna belly. Think you'll like it." I smirked. 











 I thought of the comparison between Hunnie and Toro. 









Toro is the fatty belly of a Tuna, and it reminded me of when I suckle on her sweet, throbbing clit and folds. 























I was working up an appetite and when the server finally opened the door and took our order, I sat on a couch. 











"Come up here. Let's take a shot.















I put her to sit right on my lap, while I poured cognac. 











"It's so gross. How do you like this.?"















"It keeps me warm. Gets me hot!" I muttered. 













I sat back on the floor right by her legs that were hanging off the edge. 













Bringing my eyes to follows her plump hips and down to her smooth and illuminating legs and ending at her midsection.

I set my shot glass on the table and began undoing her suede, knee-high boots. 













Her body shivered at my touch and I could sense her arousal. 









Her body knew what it wanted. I locked eyes with her while burning my tongue along her thighs. I brought her dress up to her waist and pulled her closer to the edge of the couch.









I spread her legs wider, pushing  her thong to the side. 









I lapped away at the warm, thick liquids leaving her sweet spot. 









She tried clenching her legs shut, but I held them open. 









Her moans were so soft and hidden. Her innocence killed me to my core. She liked to hold back. Her enjoyment of torture was enough for me to lose control. 













"Someone will come." Her soft whimpering voice cried out. 











"Yes, you" I said, licking her from core to clit rapidly. 











Her hands were massaging my scalp, making my excitement soak through my boxers. 























"Can you hear.... if they...

Do?...."









She was panting between the sensational pleasure my tongue was administering inside of her core. 











"Mhm..." I smothered my open mouth along her slit and squeezed her clit between my teeth. 











Her body jerked at the pain and I stuck two fingers inside her hot and steamy snatch, making her cry out. 









 I suckled on her pussy lips once again, before flicking my tongue along her clit. She tugged at my hairs and I raised her legs onto my shoulder, to take more of her in my mouth with a nice view of her pretty, tight anus. 

















I caught her biting at her index finger so seductively as her body spasmed all over my mouth. I captured all of her, listening to her increasing whines of agonizing satisfaction. 















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When the food came her eyes lit up. She seemed skeptical to eat the spicy soup because of the color, making it look extremely spicy, but she obediently and willingly tried everything. 









Adding the rice into the soup was more ideal for her and she adored the texture. 









The Toro, was cooked pretty well, it just melted in your mouth, just like Hunnie did. Each thin, and rectangular piece was filled with smoky goodness and braised flavor. 









The outside was perfectly seared with a blow torch, and the inside was freshly pink with all its naturally raw, veins aligning the tuna fat. 









"Uh!" I kept moaning into all my bites and sending Hunnie satire looks. 









Her cheeks kept turning red when I compared the fatty tuna belly to her vagina. She didn't understand and I told her she needed to eat her own self out, then she would see the similarities. She was my toro. 













She was enjoying all the food. My ears twitched at Agatha's rude demeanor. 











I paused in chewing to listen in on her background. I heard cars revving, and bottles being thrown out. With more cars clicking on lock. 















"The garage!"

My blood thirsty demons hissed out to me.