I feel Olarte lean over, and there is now a soft bunk under me.
Only now do I open my eyes, and I see Olarte frowning as they study the front of my A-1.
“What?” I ask, sniffling.
“How does this thing get removed?” they ask.
I reach up and unfasten the front opening. Then Olarte pulls of their tunic, and the next thing I know, I’m scrambling to get naked while Olarte’s already naked, because they shove their brahkhen down and off and kick off their shoes.
Talk about frantic grief sex. I reach for Olarte’s cock and line them up with my ass even as Olarte slants their lips over mine in a crushing kiss.
My tongue plays with their teeth, their fangs, and I taste their venom.
I’m craving them, to feel them bite me.
The one thing we haven’t done yet.
We both let out needy moans when Olarte’s hips shoot forward and he buries himself completely inside me.
“Yeah!” I gasp. “That’s it, buddy. Hard and fast.” We can do sweet and tender later.
Right now, I need something to fill my mind and remove the nasty sludge currently in residence there.
I’ll have all the time in the world later to relive what happened today, and deal with my emotions over McMurtry’s death.
Olarte’s teeth graze my shoulder. “Are you certain, love?”
“Fuck yeah, I am. Contract, no contract—I’m yours. Don’t hold back.”
Almost immediately, their teeth pierce the top of my shoulder, and it’s like I just got my nervous system plugged into the plasma core. Ultraviolet heat surges through my body as my cock explodes where it’s wedged between us, coating both our stomachs with my hot, sticky mess.
Olarte’s venom pulses into me, and I begin to feel whispers of their thoughts in my head.
“Oh my god, I can hear you!” I gasp.
Even with their teeth still buried in my shoulder, I hear them make that chuffing chuckle I love so much.
They wrap their arms around me and sit up, which forces their cock a little deeper inside me.
The pleasure doesn’t end, though. All I can do is helplessly cling to them as they fuck me and bite me and if I wasn’t already completely in love with them, this would have definitely shoved me right over the edge.
Inside me, there’s a slight pinch and pressure, and I immediately recognize what’s happening.
He’s egging me. Our bodies are locked together now until he finishes.
Which I hope is half pastnever, because…damn.
There’s nothing like this sensation.
Safe in Olarte’s arms, their thoughts grow stronger in my mind as more venom pumps into me, filling my whole body with that sexy heat and hardening my cock again. Shifting my body against them a little, I realize I can come again already just from the friction of our bodies against my cock.
Okay, then.
I do it.
Olarte chuffs again.
“Now I am wishing I had abided by your wishes and bit you sooner. Perhaps I would not have had a thousand lifetimes scared out of me today.”
