He parted his lips and let his tongue fall forward, and the length exceeded three times that of a human. It also glowed like much of him, and the sides had what appeared to be soft spikes running down them.
Her first thought was:I bet that would feel amazing inside me.
She squirmed at the unbidden images her mind conjured up, her ears heating.
“Can you explain our bond? You said something about immortality, but I, uh...” Skylar licked her lips as her cheeks flushed in memory of her lust-filled haze the night before. “I was a little distracted.”
He slurped his tongue back into his mouth and gave a little pant before his eyes dipped to her chest, where his mark was hidden beneath her shirt.
One of his horn limbs extended, and he pulled the neckline of her shirt down to reveal it for himself.
“Had I been given adequate time, had you been in my realm rather than me being limited to the few hours that particular summoning spell allows, I would have attempted to court you properly first. Many species can intertwine their lives with their chosen partner. Some can offer immortality, others can’t.” The end of his tendril brushed over the circle of his mark, and the attention to it, just above her breasts, made her nipples tingle. “You are mortal, and I can’t give you immortality. In bonding with you, I threaded my life force to yours instead, ensuring I will only live as long as you.”
Somehow, her heart both squeezed in sadness for him, and swirled with warmth at the same time. She couldn’t help the way she nibbled at her bottom lip in uncertainty. “But you didn’t know me. Why would you give up your immortality for a stranger?”
She couldn’t understand that.
“I’ve already told you. I was smitten with you the moment you sat that ass over me and offered your pleasure, your body, your vulnerability, and proved you saw me as more than just a mindless monster. You did more than most ever have. You treated me as a person and listened to my voicelessness when I explained and consented, just as I did for you when you were nervous.” Then his lips curled into a bright smile as he said, “You’re also beautiful, and I like the way my glow highlights your face when you’re twisted with pleasure.”
Skylar opened her mouth to respond, but she didn’t know what to say to that. She’d found his first form cute with his drooping limbs, and it’d ticked off one of her major kinks. She liked it just as much as she liked this more humanoid version, and she’d learned to adore his second one as well.
Actually, she been a little disappointed at first when he’d appeared with a face, but she was also really thankful for this new version.
Oh, who am I kidding? I like all of them.
He swirled his horn limb around her mark once more, and his eyes seemed to droop. “I will meet my end at the same time as you – no matter how that happens. You, on the other hand, will only lose this mark if my life ceases. I am yours, for however long you want me.”
So Skylar had all the control? It was permanent, but only to a certain degree?What would happen to him if I decided I no longer wanted this?Her mind shuddered in repulsion of what that would mean for him.
His mind obviously didn’t go that way, or he didn’t care, because his nose wrinkled, just as he noticeably shifted in his seat. “All this talk of me claiming you... I’m really fucking hard right now.”
Skylar let out a silent squeak and clamped her thighs together again. “Is all you think about sex? Are metamophorfura like... some kind of lust creature or something?”
“Not usually, no. But wearegluttonous beings by nature, often overfilling ourselves on things we are infatuated with. And you, Skylar, have just bonded yourself to a very devoted and obsessed male.” As if to punctuate that, his tail seemed to unconsciously sway while making a heart behind him, and he softly purred in utter contentment.
She squirmed in her seat, finding his gaze intense.
He regarded her with utter adoration, and she’d never been looked at like that before. Like nothing else could compare to her. It reminded her of last night.
If he kept being this sweet, she could easily find herself falling for him very quickly.
When she didn’t answer due to her stomach flipping and fluttering, and her heart sprinting with growing tenderness, her questioning felt pointless. She’d always wanted a partner who would be able to keep up with her high libido, and now she apparently had one that would not only meet it, but exceed it.
All the nervous flutters, the shy, bashful tremors... these were what she’d been hoping for when she went on her date with Oliver. She’d never felt them at the restaurant, but now the sensations were intense as she sat across from Vorg.
“You look cute with your cheeks pink with need,” he murmured with his heavy-lidded gaze deepening. “I really want to flip you over this table, so you better keep asking your little questions before I give in.”
She almost moaned when his tail swayed to the side, slipped under the table, and glided up her pant leg to caress her skin. A shiver spread up her spine when it tickled just right.
“C-can we get pregnant?” Probably something she should have asked first!
Oh shit. What if it’s too late?!
“No idea. We only procreate with each other, although our sexual energy doesn’t transform us, and it’s less than pleasurable. It’s mainly for reproduction. Like I said, I only know of one other bonded metamorphfura, and she is hidden away by her lifemate.”
I guess I better start drinking contraceptive teas just in case.
“I’m also unsure of whether my reproductive abilities have changed now due to my transformation to emulate your species.” His gaze softened even more, almost drunk on the appearance of her. “I think you’d look adorable filled with my eggs.”
