An utterly unholy sound pours out of me. Warm, soft, wet heat just lapped over my rim. Holy crap! Selwyn just licked my hole! Oh my stars!
Then all coherent thoughts fall out of my mind. Ecstasy, euphoria, and elation, are the only things inside my skull. Everything is all bright and vivid. Lights and colours are pulsing. Distantly, I can hear myself moaning and sobbing. I hope this is the singing he wanted.
His tongue is everywhere. Over and over. Around and around. In and out. I can feel his lips as well. I can feel him sucking.
A long, low scream rolls around the room as fireworks explode through me. I’m screaming as waves and waves of rapture are tearing through me. Oh goddess. Another orgasm.
I’m really panting now. Trembling. Sweating.
As I drift back down, I realise there is a fullness in my ass. Something deeper and firmer than a tongue.
It is two of his fingers. He must have eased them inside while I was orgasming.
He slides them out a little and then back in. I grunt.
“You can give me another one, Consort.”
Consort. Oh my. We are married now. I am his consort. He is my husband.
His fingers move, and I cry out.
“That’s it, good boy.”
He brushes over my prostate. Sparks ignite. A filthy, depraved moan falls out of me.
He strokes it again and again. Fingers bumping it as they fuck in and out of me. Each touch is like lightning.
His fingers circle and press. He pushes down hard. And I scream my way through another orgasm.
I can no longer see or hear. My head is spinning. My skin feels raw. I can feel every slight movement of air. My muscles are weak. My veins are full of euphoria and not blood. It’s a good thing my head is on the mattress. I’m sure I’d fall over otherwise.
Something hot and blunt nudges at my entrance.
Oh goddess. That is his cock.
His hand reaches around and wraps around my cock. I whimper. I’m sure I am spent.
He tugs on me. Firm and sure. Confident and demanding. My cock helplessly responds. Tug. Tug. Tug. I wail. I’m so sensitive everywhere. But my body obeys it’s new master. Soon I am achingly hard again. I can feel another orgasm gathering within me.
It doesn’t seem like it should be possible. Fey can cum endless times. Humans can’t. But maybe I have more fey blood than I thought.
My impending orgasm grows and grows. Swells and swells until it spills over and I sob my way through another peak. One that rolls on and on.
As the orgasm shudders through me, Selwyn’s hand keeps relentlessly pulling on my cock, and his cock keepsrelentlessly pushing at my entrance, until suddenly my body surrenders and I grunt as the tip of him pops past my tight ring.
My long orgasm crashes to a stop. He keeps stroking. I keep wailing. He keeps pushing until I feel his hips against my ass cheeks. He is all the way in. And he is enormous. There is no room for my organs. My hole is so stretched it feels like it is on fire.
He is holding perfectly still, but my insides are spasming and clenching around him. I whimper again. He rubs a circle onto my lower back and makes a soothing noise.
“You are doing so well, Laurie. Look at you taking all of me like such a good boy.”
I suck in a shuddering breath and lift my head and shoulders off the mattress, moving to all fours. It doesn’t help. He is still gigantic and consuming all of me. It feels like there isn’t even any room for my lungs.
This feels very different from a dildo. Warmer. Somehow both softer and harder. Definitely a thousand times more intense.
But I have taken him. He is inside me. I am no longer a virgin.
He still isn’t moving. Parts of me are starting to cramp. My hips start to rock. As if they are trying to pull off of him. But he moves his hand to my shoulder so I can’t go far.
