“It is the perfect amount of us,” he says, a smile teasing the corners of his lips. “And there can never be enough of you.”
God, I’m gonna suck this man’s dick so fucking good for saying sweet shit like that.
When I start untying the strips of leather that keep his loincloth slung low on his hips, it takes a second or so for Aloryk’s mind to catch up with him. But when it does, his hands are right there with me, springing into action to get him undressed.
And when I say ‘springing into action’, I really mean it. Because as soon as those layers of hide and leather drop, the ‘boi-oinggg’recoil on that thick monster he unleashes would be enough to knock me out if I’m not careful.
I stare open mouthed at the biggest cock I’ve ever seen in the flesh. How this man doesn’t get dizzy every time he has an erection, I’ll never know, because that thing?… justwow.
I shift closer on my knees, grateful for the amount of soft feathers Aloryk lines his nest with. When I wrap my hand around the base of him - or at least try to, I don’t miss the way he sucks in a sharp breath above me, or how all his skin-stars are now racing toward my touch, and whirling, twirling, skipping around and around the length of his cock.
I start on the underside, taking a long, firm lick with the flat of my tongue from base to tip and ending with a quick kiss to the crown of his cock. Much to my delight, Aloryk’s knees buckle a little and he groans at my actions.
“Polly,” he begs, his voice raspy with need. “I know I have only just spilled, but I do not think I could survive your teasing tongue for long before-” I quickly take as much of him in my mouth as I can. “Ah! Fuck!”
Aloryk nearly doubles over above me, but I start to bob my head, sucking on him and swirling my tongue around the head.
“Ugh… Polly!… You are… I am going to…”
It doesn’t take long at all for this huge, powerful mountain of a man to be rendered to a tense, grunting, panting mess as he comes. And I don’t let up. I delight in knowing the pleasure I’m giving him and how utterly boneless and content he seems now that I’ve swallowed what he’s given me.
Which was a lot.
Aloryk’s body jerks with sensitivity when I finally pull my mouth away from his still-hard cock. He’s staring at me with a slack jaw and an awed look to his pretty purple eyes. “That was-”
He obviously doesn’t have the words for‘what that was’, and I kind of like it that way. I giggle, and reach out to pat him on the thigh, quite proud of myself for rendering my man speechless.
But then I notice it - there on my hand and wrist. It’s skin-stars, but they’re not on Aloryk.
They’re on me!
Chapter 21 - Aloryk
This morning has been a morning of pure bliss. Truly, no Trixikka in existence has ever had a better morning than Protector Aloryk this day.
My female had taken my cock into her mouth.
I had been fascinated and tantalized by the thought of such an act when I had first heard of such a thing from Chaz-Titi, but I had no idea it would be sodivine. And, in truth, when first hearing my friend tell me of this gift a female could bestow unto her deserving mate, I had wondered if it was Chaz-Titi making another of her jokes - like when she tried to convince my brothers and I that a large proportion of human males do not enjoy cunt-licking. Now that I myself have tasted my sweet Polly, I know for a fact this cannot be true.
But, no. Cock-sucking isreal.
And it isglorious.
“I like you wearing my stars,” I tell my mate as she lays in my nest beside me. I trail my fingers lightly up and down her arm, watching as the skin-stars dance and trip over themselves to meet my touch.
Polly hums and watches my movements. “We were meant to be igniting your stars, not giving them to me.”
It is true, but I do not mind this. Not at all.
I know I could give her more stars in other ways. The act of mating - where she would allow my cock into her cunt - willdo this. Zahreenah often wears her mate’s stars and complains that it signals to the whole tribe what she has been doing with her male. On the other wing, High Spear Rynn seems to delight in giving his mate his stars and letting all of Tribe and Temple know what they have been up to.
I could suggest this other act,I think as my fingertips travel softly across my Polly’s collarbones to find her heart skin-etching. But something about the way it would be my body invading hers makes me think I should wait until my Polly makes the suggestion. Plus, I have spent a whole wonderful night studying her cunt, and I worry my size would hurt her, andthisis something I definitelydo notwant.
After a half-dozen rotations of my finger tracing my Polly’s heart, she reaches up and holds my hand in both of hers. “Tell me about your childhood, Aloryk,” she says, voice soft and eyes shining. I quirk a brow at the sudden topic of conversation choice, but she answers with a shrug before saying, “if we’re going to be bound togetherfor always, I feel like we should know each other better.”
My mate is correct. It does not stop me from teasing, though. “What is this talk of‘if’, female?” I mock-growl at her, leaning down to nuzzle and nip at her neck. She squeals, laughs and wriggles her gorgeous body against me, and all of it makes my cock begin to stiffen all over again. Pushing me back lightly, she silently asks for me to relent, so I do. But not before promising myself to do that again at my next opportunity. The sounds of her delighted squeals are just too good a gift to my ears.
“I had the same youth as many Trixikka,” I start, smiling down at her as she lay on her back, staring up at me. “I hatched from the Temple, my father remained a Protector while I was raised by a Caregiver - both of whom were already aging when I came into this world. By the time I, and the rest of myclutchmates reached adulthood, both males had been returned to the Promised Lands.”
