I lift my lips away and look at him. He’s sprawled out on the bed, wings everywhere, his arms outstretched and with a pained look on his face.
“Stay,” I say to him.
Linton groans.
I clamber back up his body, straddling his abdomen. Linton’s hips buck.
“Wait.”
Linton whines.
I place my hands on his chest and dip towards him.
Linton pants, his eyes entirely focussed on me.
“Ready.”
I lift myself over his weeping cock, and with one hand, I take hold of him and guide him to my entrance.
“Don’t move,” I order.
Linton has a sharp intake of breath as his thick head presses against me. I thought he might not fit, but as I push gently, my pussy gives easily, and the tip of his massive member breaches me with the most tremendous, pleasurable stretch.
“Kaitlyn!” Linton gasps.
With all my unused muscles screaming at me, I remain motionless as his eyes take it all in, and then I slowly slide down over him, feeling every node on his cock and every single groove.
Linton isbig, and by the time I bottom out, I am really not sure if I can take any more.
My mothman is panting, his chest heaving as he’s clearly clinging on with one last claw. He wants to come, he wants to orgasm, but the way his eyes are entirely trained on where we are joined, he wants this moment to last forever.
“I am inside you.” He forces the words out through gritted teeth. “Kaitlyn, you have me. You own me.”
LINTON
My spicket is desperate for a release. It has already released once, messing my pants again, but this time the need to explode is so overwhelming I’m not sure I can hold on.
With my stunning Kaitlyn sitting on it, hiding it entirely inside her, her naked body being a feast for my eyes in so many ways. I want to taste every inch of her, especially the delicious globes on her chest, tipped with little nubs as red as her blood. I want to taste those the most.
She lifts herself slowly up, revealing more of where we are joined together and causing my spicket to buck hard. Kaitlyn shudders and drops back onto me.
I know I want more, so much more. I love having her riding me, but my spicket is demanding. It wants to breed her. It wants to move inside her. It needs to latch.
It takes nothing to turn her over until she is caged beneath me, her eyes staring into mine as I’m able to circle my hips and withdraw before thrusting back inside her once more.
Her sweet hole takes all of me, sucking on my spicket like it never wants to let go. I dip my head to trace my tongue overone of her delicious globes and find they are as tasty as I was expecting. Beneath me, her body arching with every movement my spicket makes, Kaitlyn moans and grabs at my wings, her eyes screwed closed.
Then they open, and the glint in them tells me everything. Her hands reach up and up until they are climbing my face, and then…
Lightning hits.
A flash of light brighter than the moon or sun. My spicket explodes within her as she runs her hands over my antennae, and I am completely and utterly unable to control myself.
No one but Kaitlyn has ever touched my antennae, and it sends me over the brink. With a roar, everything happens at once.
My spicket latches, my seed comes from within me, I bite into Kaitlyn’s flesh, and her blood fills my mouth. Beneath me, she bucks and squirms, calling my name, her breath short, her channel pulsing over my spicket, squeezing the life out of it, holding me so tight I’m sure she’s going to bite it off with her slit.
All I can say is her name, over and over, over and over. She is everything. She is everything.
