Biting my lip, I obeyed.
He maneuvered me expertly with hands and tail until I was straddling him in reverse.With my palms on the balcony door and his grip on my thighs, I was perfectly stable for what came next.
Was Iflexibleenough for what came next?Anticipation surged through me.Only one way to find out.
I groaned as he entered me but not in pain.Xaniban took his time, making sure not to hurt me.How he had the self-control to go slow, after our separation had made us so starved for each other, I had no clue.He was the king of patient foreplay.Myking.
“Yes!”I could feel every single detail in this position.Every ridge, every vein, every pulsation of his cock on his way to my core.The brush of air against my skin as he flapped his wings was indescribably arousing.The dim-lit room amplified each sensation, sight having given precedence to my other senses.
His tail’s tip began working my clit, and I cried out.When he finally bottomed out, I unraveled.
“Gods!”He growled as my walls contracted around him with the aftershocks of my unexpected orgasm.“You keep trying to rob me of my control.”
“Mmm…” I managed as my body quivered, every nerve alight with pleasure.Flying Doggywas officially my new favorite position.
Then Xaniban began moving again, hips snapping forward at a pace set by the flaps of his wings, and I could only make noises too primitive for words.I felt dominated, I felt possessed, and I didn’t mind one bit.I could finally let myself go completely, trusting my partner to take both of us toward nirvana.
He surrendered, too, his growls as he claimed me turning feral.Knowing I could drive a male so controlled to the edge was thegreatest aphrodisiac.The pressure inside me started building again, and I could feel Xaniban’s cock growing bigger as his own release loomed.This time, we would come together–
He stopped.I growled in protest but there was no need.One second we were landing and the next, I was turned to face him and lifted up with a tail around my waist.Then he was inside me again, hot and hard and throbbing.The king was back in his palace, where he absolutely belonged.
Fingers digging in his shoulders, I threw my head back, a sigh on my lips.The feel of him inside me, stretching me to my limits, making it impossible to tell where he ended and I began…Perfection.I was finally free of the emptiness and loneliness that had plagued me in our time apart.
“Eyes on me,anima.”
Our gazes met and held.There was raw passion in his eyes but also devotion that made my heart skip a beat.
“Always, Xan.”
And then he was moving inside me again, his tail bouncing me on his cock as one hand kept me flush against his chest and the other slid under my top to tease a nipple.I caught him glancing at the net of golden threads and diamonds before meeting my gaze once more.
“My color…” His words were a half-growl against my lips.“My mate… Mine!”
“Yours!And you… aremine.” I pulled up and bit the tip of his ear.A gargoyle’s erogenous zone.
His wings unfolded as he exploded with a roar, pulsing deep inside me.That pushed me right over the edge, and I unraveled.At that exact moment, Xaniban’s fangs sank into the crook of my neck.
A second climax hit me that went on and on, all the while he kept filling me up.
He sank to his knees, me still in his arms and tail.I didn’t know how long we stayed entwined like that, breathless and spent.What I did know was that I was unimaginably happy.I didn’t want this moment to end.
Several slow and tender kisses later, Xaniban whispered over my lips, “Let us go bathe, little blessing.”
“Yes,” I said through a playful smile.“Then we’ll do this all over again.”
– 25 –
Guess Who
Our plans for after the tropical rain bath were sabotaged by something none of us had expected.I fell asleep.Not him who had returned from battle and given me three orgasms in a row, but me.My sleepless night of waiting for his return had finally caught up to me.I remembered resting my head on Xaniban’s shoulder while he was carrying me toward the bed, then… nothing.
Thankfully, our plans were not ruined, simply postponed to dusk, when I was awoken with a kiss on my lips.My nether lips.
“What the–” I gasped as my clit got flicked.I threw the covers aside.
My gargoyle smiled languidly up at me from between my thighs.“Morning,anima.Or should I say, evening?”
I bit my lower lip to stop a moan from escaping at the sensuallick of his tongue.“You could have,”moan, “woken me up”,groan, “first.”
