She petted my thigh with one of her dainty feet. “Don’t be scared, Vie. We can always stop.”
“Hurting you would devastate me,” I whispered.
Her expression turned serious. “I’d never force you to do anything. But you can trust me to speak up, and I have total faith that you’ll stop the moment I do. That’s why I’m not worried.”
Her faith in me was humbling and gave me the courage to continue.
I grabbed my cock and fitted the tip to her entrance, then looked up to focus on her face. She gave me an encouraging nod.
I pressed inside her with agonizing slowness.
I’d never understood why human males often talked about their dicks as if they were separate entities. I got it now. My cock was desperate to press forward, and it took an impressive amount of focus to keep from stabbing inside Willow.
When my tip fully disappeared into her heat, I stopped. It took all my willpower to keep from exploding inside her.
“Vie?”
I hadn’t realized I’d closed my eyes until Willow cried out my name. I opened them to find her looking at me with concern. Power was swelling inside me in a way I’d never felt before. It felt strangely painful and enjoyable at the same time.
“You’re glowing,” she murmured, her eyes following my outline. “You’re glowing a lot.”
I’d never glowed before, but I wasn't surprised. Willow was making me experience all kinds of new things.
“It won’t hurt you,” I said, even though I didn’t know that for a fact. I was assuming it wouldn’t because I couldn’t imagine mypower would want to do anything harmful to his human. She was much too special.
The slight bitter smell of her concern disappeared, replaced with her sweet, needy scent.
“Keep going,” she urged with a small movement of her hips.
I pressed further into her. I kept my eyes on her face and tried to put my own needs aside. Willow's eyes closed, and her back arched.
“Yessss!” she hissed out. She tapped me with the heels of her feet, encouraging me to speed up. “More!”
I withdrew slowly, until only the head of my cock was still inside her. I pushed back in, and when I bottomed out, Willow moaned again and dug her heels in. Encouraged, I sped up. She felt magnificent, and every sound out of her mouth and the writhing of her body only fueled me further.
I moved my fingers on her clit, desperate to have her come again. My touch started gently, but when she growled “harder” at me, I pressed down with more force.
“I’m going—oh fuck!” she cried out. Her body tightened on my shaft, making me cry out too. It was almost too much, but I focused on my movements and kept my pleasure at bay. I had to let go of Willow’s wrists to grab my balls and squeeze to keep from climaxing.
Without my hand holding her wrists, she moved her arms out to her sides and grabbed handfuls of bedding, her knuckles white.
“Vie!” she gasped, convulsing and trembling under me. It wasn’t until she stopped moving that I eased back on my punishing pace.
Blinking, she looked up at me with dazed eyes. “Are you, um, did you?”
“Not yet,” I growled, withdrawing myself fully from her. “That was two. I plan to be with you on the third.”
“No, I don’t think I can,” she protested weakly as I grabbed her and flipped her over, face down on the bed. Before she could try to refuse me her third orgasm, I grabbed her hips and forced her up. Her ass was gorgeous, and I gave in to temptation and bit a plump cheek.
She cried out with surprise, then sounded a throaty moan. If my shaft wasn’t in so much pain, I might've done it again.
I vowed to start with her luscious ass next time!
Grabbing her hips to hold her steady, I pressed myself inside her feminine sheath. We both hissed out a breath.
“How do you feel so good?” she moaned.
If I could’ve talked, I might have voiced the same question. As it was, I could barely keep myself in corporeal form. For some reason, my body was fighting me, as if it didn’t know how to handle all these sensations and was interpreting them as dangerous.
