He’s so warm and all-consuming when he kisses. It’s like he’s trying to pour himself inside me, or pull me into him - I don’t know which, maybe it’s both. What I do know, though, is that it’sheaven. Aloryk groans when I open up to allow his tongue to slide against mine, and suddenly, his arms are around me and he’s hauling me up, my legs automatically coming to wrap around his waist. Somehow, both pots of the special inkcrashes to the ground, smashing to pieces. I gasp and pull away, looking down to the mess. The stain is very thick - too viscous to absolutely splatter everywhere. But the pretty jars are smashed and my heart falters. He’s only just given them to me and I’ve-
Aloryk grunts and takes my mouth again as if what just happened was of very little consequence. I whine and pull away. “Aloryk, your gifts!”
“I will get you more,” he tells me, walking me to his nest and laying me down. “I willmakeyou more,” he says, climbing over me, heat and lust radiating off his body like the shimmering air above a hot road. “If I am gifted your kisses like this, I shall make every color stain there is.” He ducks down again, starting to press kisses and nips to the underside of my jaw. “Tell me, little female, what do you want? Whatever you want, I will retrieve it for you.”
I giggle and push lightly at his chest. When he moves, his huge frame now hovering over me, I cup his cheek in my hand. “I just want you, Aloryk. You don’t need to get me gifts all the time, though I love those,” I say, nodding my head over to the mess of broken pots and thick black ink. “I just want you,” I tell him again, my hand dropping from his face to stroke over the place where his heart-stars will light for me one day. “Just you. All to myself.”
He swoops down like a predator on prey with a kiss so fierce it knocks all thoughts clean out of my head. “Youhaveme, my Polly,” Aloryk mutters between presses of our hungry mouths. My hands spear up into his hair, gripping and tugging him impossibly closer. The action causes a loud groan to vibrate Aloryk’s chest where he’s pressed up against my breasts. The sensation sends a thrill down my spine. Just the thought that I can send this huge beast of a man wild is enough to have me whining for more.
And right here, in this moment, I don’t even need any damn heart-stars, I can justfeelthat he’s mine. That it was always meant to be us.
I keep a tight hold of his hair, directing his mouth down to my jaw, my neck, arching my back up into him, drawn like a magnet. Aloryk’s hands roam my body, pausing every now and again to give needy and loving squeezes to my flesh as though he can’t get enough. I’ve never been so confident that a man wanted my body as I am with my Aloryk.
I’m about to moan his name, demand he fuck me right now because I can barely stand it, but he beats me to it.
“Polly,” he groans, briefly biting down at the juncture of my shoulder and neck. “Fuck, Polly, I… I need your cunt again, my mate. Can I-?”
“Yes,” I hiss, pushing at him so I can start frantically undressing us both.
“Let me taste you,” Aloryk says once I’m naked. He starts moving down my body, issuing feverish kisses and nips on anything he can get his mouth on as he goes.
“No,” I protest, urging him back up. “I need…” I don’t know why, but I want that feeling I’d gotten when he was inside me. Like we are joined as one, not just that he’s trying to pleasure me. Although, I know he enjoys that too - more than any man I’ve ever known. But, it’s different. I want us to be experiencing the same pleasures together.
“What do you need, my mate?” Aloryk asks, purring as he gently nips at the side of my breast.
“You.” The word comes out on a breath as I look down at this huge man poised over me, ready and more than willing to give me any pleasure in the world I could possibly want.
“But,” he starts, covering my nipple with his mouth and giving one, short, sharp suck before releasing me. “My size. Youdo not want me to ready you like the other times? I should prepare your cunt for me so I do not harm you, no?”
I am desperate for this man. And part of me kind of wants to feel the sting of the stretch that taking him would cause. He’s taken preparing me for his size so seriously and of course, I’ve enjoyed all of that. But, I want himnow. “I’ll be fine,” I shake my head, urging him higher. “I’m already wet, see?” He shifts up my body so that his cock aligns with where I so desperately want him. Reaching down, I try to wrap my hand around his girth causing a hiss to escape from his lips above me. Rubbing the head of his cock up and down my pussy, I groan, loving how Aloryk can’t seem to help but start rocking his hips. “You feel that?”
If he were just a well endowed human man, I’d be plenty wet enough. But this is Aloryk. And the sane, non-horny, non-desperate version of Polly is currently begging me to calm down because that thing could permanently remodel my downstairs if we’re not careful.
We don’t listen to her, though.
“Aloryk,” I pant, squirming as his huge length slips up and down my pussy. “Please. Just-”
Instead of conceding to my pleas, Aloryk rears back onto his knees. He looms large over me as he grabs my hips and hauls me down his nest toward him, manhandling me like I’m nothing at all. I squeak, and before I can ask what he’s doing, he grips my legs behind my knees and opens them wide.
“Aloryk?” I ask, thinking he’s just going to try and look to see if I’m wet enough to take him, but instead he-
Did he just-?
I think he did.
Aloryk kneels there, holding my legs parted wide as hespitson my pussy.
I lay there with my lips parted in surprise, because that was so fucking dirty.
And so fucking hot.
“Just to be sure,” he says, as if talking to himself. He grips his cock at the base and uses it to rub his saliva over me in gentle circles, driving me fucking crazy.
“Aloryk, please-”
My breath hitches when the heavy, wet slap of his cock connects with my clit.
“If you do not stop begging for my cock, I will be forced to hurt this precious little cunt of yours, Polly. Have patience.” He leans in and spits from a height again, making me moan before he resumes rubbing his hot, hard, slippery length against me. “If you will not let me lick you, you will need to be a good little female and wait until you are ready to take me.”
