“Really?” Elio gasped when his fingers slid inside of her, swallowed up in a rush of clear, sweet-scented fluid.
Lycen’s head fell back, and she clutched at her breasts, eyes closed. “God, yes.”
Make her feel good. Make her realize I’m the man in her fantasies. Elio’s fingers went exploring as he watched her face, looking for tell-tale spots of pleasure. His fingers worked harder, faster, one, two, three, squeezed into a cone shape to fill the sinfully soft pussy that welcomed him so easily. “In your fantasies, what do these rugged human guys do?”
“Nothing as good as this. Ah!” Lycen let out a cry of pleasure when his three fingers began to flutter inside of her, teasing a pulsing, spongy spot on her upper wall, right under her clit.
“Did he do this?” Elio asked before his mouth joined the action. He took a long, slow lick of each side, feeling her shudder in bliss, squeezing his fingers as they worked her sopping heat. His hand pressed further in, listening to her whines turn into a desperate moan, and then he sent her over the edge, lips descending to suck her clit.
LYCEN FELT A RUSH OFpower at the same time she was losing control. This strong, sweet human man was on his knees before her, serving her, worshipping her. His face and hand were buried between her thighs, and her heart was racing, her senseson fire. No lover had ever hit this spot, right at the entrance of her sex. Canid cocks were much bigger, and Canid males wanted to knot, which was a whole different kind of stretching, searing pleasure. Once they were wedged inside, some considered their jobs to be done. They had won. They were in control.
At least the kind of males she had dated.
Elio was getting nothing out of this, no chance to knot her or breed her, no stimulation of the physical kind.
Although I think he’s getting off on watching me come apart. “Fuck me, harder, harder, harder,” she panted, eyes closed, grabbing his wrist to ask for more of his hand inside her slippery hole.
“As much as you want.” He moved against her, looking up at her, mouth slightly open in awe. “Such a fucking hot sight, Lycen. You riding my hand. Swallowing me up. So hot. So wet, and oooh.”
She felt spasms start that weren’t of her own design, but rather her body’s response to his thrusting fingers. “Gonna come,” she panted out.
“So tight around me. Milking my fingers.” He rested his chin on her belly for a minute, arm pistoning.
“Your cock next. You’re going to fuck me again, nice and hard, with your hand and your cock,” she commanded, and felt herself flying over the edge at the sound of his eager voice.
“Yes, baby. Anything you want, Ly.”
Anything I want. He’s everything I want.“Yessss!” Her long scream of pleasure split the night and pulsed in the air, along with the pounding music coming from beneath them.
“TAKE EVERYTHING OFF,” Lycen demanded, sitting up and stripping her dress off over her head.
Elio didn’t hesitate, dropping his trousers and shedding his shirt.
Lycen pulled him against her, her larger, warmer body wrapping around his with frantic nuzzles and kisses.
And God, it was such a turn on to be smothered in her fur, in her scent, to feel her tail sweeping over his excited cock.
“It’s your turn,” she whispered, voice excited and hushed, like she was sharing a guilty secret.
“To fuck that pretty little pussy?”
“Yes, soon. But...” her lips pressed against his ear, and she clung to him harder, “I was hoping...”
“You can tell me. I don’t think there’s anything you could tell me that I wouldn’t like,” he whispered back, snuggling into her neck, hands finding her breasts. They were soft, but firm, and so much larger than the human partners he had been with, but they were denser, too. Every bit of her radiated strength.
Which is why he was surprised to see her doing that thing with her head, the Canid equivalent of a blush. Her ears, so adorable and usually swiveled forward, were flat, and her luxurious tail had stopped caressing him, hanging low and trembling like it was uncertain how to behave.
“What? Did I do it wrong?” Fear dropped into his stomach like a boulder.
“I like when you’re on your knees for me,” she whispered, tail giving one wide lash, her eyes peeping up at him even though her head was bowed.
“Oh, Lycen. All you have to do is ask,” Elio chuckled, relief washing the boulder of fear away.
“But I don’t always want to be the one ‘in charge’ because I’m the bigger or stronger one. Physically. I... Maybe I’m a mess. Maybe I don’t know what I like because I haven’t been withanyone in so long, and I was never with someone I could really talk to. I don’t talk much to begin with.”
Elio nodded, then cupped her cheek. His other hand, still sticky with her come, traced her lips, and then paused. “Open your mouth like a good girl?” he whispered.
Her eyes lit up, and she nodded, mouth open instantly, and her body language completely changed.
