He glides his fingers easily between my lips, just barely putting pressure on my clit.
“Let me help you out first. You were more than generous earlier today.” I bite my lip and move his hand to my tit.
He squeezes the tip of my breast through the gown and lifts me up. The head of his cock pushes into me. He holds me easily, as if I weigh nothing in his hands. I wish I could see him fuck me, but we’re barely able to keep the volume of fabric from my ball gown tucked down enough to kiss.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” he gasps, “you’re so small.”
“Just go slow Ke’ain.” I purr his name into his ear, licking the frill along its outer edge. “Promise I’ll be a trooper.”
He lowers my hips torturously slowly down his cock. Just when I think he’s filled me completely, he pushes a bit further. I really should have looked at the equipment before I overexaggerated my capabilities. Ke’ain bites his lip, holding me still, his hands practically shaking.
“Are you okay?” he asks through his clenched teeth.
“Just give me one second,” I groan with my eyes closed, trying to accommodate his girth.
It burns for only a second before my muscles relax and the slight pain ebbs into little waves of pleasure. Every tiny motion sends my nerves into a flutter.
“Opal, we can stop if it’s too much—but I can’t keep still much longer.” His grip on me tightens, his fingers digging into my soft flesh.
I take a deep breath, pushing down on his forearms. “I want you to fuck me, Ke’ain.”
His blue eyes darken, and he pushes my hips down until my ass is resting on his thighs. The feeling of fullness makes me gasp. As I settle deeper onto him, I feel something strange. Something pulses directly over my clit.
“Ke’ain, do you have a third hand I don’t know about?” I ask, confusion flooding my mind. I see both his hands still grip my hips. He raises me, and whatever is sucking on my clit tugs off with a pop.
It feels so fucking good.
“Just two hands, and no silly extra fingers,” he says as he lowers me onto his cock again.
He fills me deeply, and I feel it again. Something tugs at the sensitive nub again. I shudder as it sucks and pulses.
“Ke’ain, what the fuck is going on down there?” I moan.
Whatever it is, I’m not mad about it. I push my hips deeper as Ke’ain slaps my ass. He grabs the flesh as it bounces and holds on tight.
“Surely your men have cocks?” He arches his pale eyebrow.
“Cocks, yes, fuck Ke’ain.” He’s relentless, pulling my hips back up, the same feeling of suction makes me shudder as it rolls off me on the upswing. “What issuckingon me right now? Can you let me know, for science…?”
I arch up again as he drives into me. The tip of his dick hits exactly the right spot inside of me as he drags my body down onto his cock again. My clit throbs as it's grabbed again.
“It’s my sucker.” He pulls me up once more, and the loss of his cock inside me leaves me clenching over nothing. “Does it feel good on your human cunt?”
He growls as he pushes deep into me again, finding his rhythm as hisgoddamn suckerworks my oversensitive clit.
“You have no fucking idea how good this feels.”
The pop and squeeze as the sucker latches on and releases my clit is almost too much. His rhythm becomes relentless, and each stroke of his huge cock presses hard against the G-spot.
“Say my name again, Opal,” he commands me.
“Ke’ain,” I breathe into his ear.
“Louder,” he says, as he slams his cock into me, the slickness of my sex giving him no resistance now.
“Ke’ain!” I push my hands harder into the ceiling as he wraps his arm around the small of my back. He rams into me, sweat dripping at his brow. He pulls me in, licking the column of my throat. His sucker latches onto my clit one more time before I break.
“Come for me,” he groans.
