With an approving growl, he buried himself in one long thrust. She gasped, tensing around him.
“So tight,” he groaned, leaning forward to press his forehead against hers. “Is it going to be like this every time?”
She moaned in answer, rolling her hips toward him.
It was awkward and clumsy at first. Water sloshed between them, and they kept slipping over the moss-covered rocks as his thrusting grew rougher and wilder. At the center of his vision was Cordelia, her face contorted in ecstasy, her hands roaming restlessly over the rock ledge for a place her hands might grip for stability, only to slide off once more. In his periphery was an endless churn of glowing water, lighting up every angle of her beautiful, flexible body.
When he got frustrated with the water, he carried her over to the shore and laid her down on a bed of moss, all without pulling out of her. She nipped at his good shoulder when he lingered, unmoving, to simply soak in her beauty.
“More,” she said, bucking beneath him, and he was helpless except to oblige.
His tail slipped between them, and she took advantage of the added friction, planting her feet against the ground and fucking him back with quick, grinding thrusts. He watched her face as she worked her way toward her completion.
“Just like that,” she praised, though she was doing so much of the work herself. “Yes, that! That! Just don’t stop doing?—”
In the final moments before she came apart, she had a tendency to grimace, as though it pained her to make that last push over the edge—but then she was shuddering beneath him,squeezing his cock in an enchanting rhythm, and her expression was pure euphoria. She groaned from deep in her chest.
He followed her only a few thrusts after, his pleasure multiplied by the undeniable signs of hers. His tail wound around her hips and jerked her down as he thrust up, as deep as he could go, burying his knot in her. She made a small sound that could have been pain or pleasure, but her face was serene as he spilled into her.
“I needed that,” she said with a sigh as he rolled to the side, keeping them linked with her thigh thrown over his hip.
“So did I.” He cupped the back of her head and kissed her slowly, offering up the tenderness he should have before he’d begun.
She smiled against his mouth. “You’ve gotten good at that.”
“Do you mean to say I did poorly before?”
Her smile widened, and she shrugged, winking one eye open mischievously.
His heart ached at the sight of her. “Tell me again that you’re real.”
“I’m real.” She tucked her chin and nuzzled into his chest. “And you’re really stuck inside me.” She squeezed around his knot to illustrate her point.
“There is no place I’d rather be trapped.”
She snorted. “Cheesy.”
“The cheese again? I do not understand what it has to do with anything.”
“Means you’re a dork.”
“What is a dork?” he asked, though he could tell well enough it was an insult. “Do you always set out to offend your mating partners?”
“Mmm, no. You’re special.”
His cock eventually softened and slipped out of her, but they didn’t move from their spot beneath the stars.
She rolled onto her back beside him and toyed with his tail, sliding it between her fingers in a soothing pattern. “Rentir.”
“Hmm?”
“What happens now?”
He let his head fall to the side so he could look at her profile in the glowing light.
Now you stay, he wanted to say.You and the others stay here and make a home with us, forever. I love you for a lifetime and never again know a day without your light.
“What do you think should happen?” was what left his cowardly mouth, instead.
