Adriel didn’t fumble. His fingers navigated my pants with ease, unzipping my pants and lowering them. His silky hair brushed against my belly and I shivered.
“May I kiss you, master?” he asked.
“Y-yes.”
Adriel’s lips pressed gently to my pregnant belly, and my heart melted, despite our fantasy. When he was done, he returned to his task. He removed my already hard cock from my underwear.
His lips ghosted across my sensitive skin, leaving tiny breaths behind that sent electric jolts up my body. A small moan bubbled up in my throat and spilled over as Adriel took the head of my cock carefully past his lips and into his wet, waiting mouth.
After a moment he pulled back and asked in a subservient voice, “Does this please you, master?”
“Yes,” I said, trying to hide the fact that I was already breathless. “Don’t stop. That’s an order.”
“Of course, master.”
Adriel dutifully returned to his task. His hands gripped the base of my shaft, holding it in place as he ran his tongue up the bottom and swirled over my slit. I felt tense and unraveled at the same time, wildly lost in the throes of bliss. My knuckles clenched white as I gripped the side of the bed frame, desperate for anything tangible to hold on to while my mind was melting away.
Gradually, Adriel increased his rhythm. He moved faster, taking me deeper inside him, and all the while he was careful to avoid my uncomfortably swollen belly, jutting out towards him. The idea of doing this while I was heavily pregnant must have excited him, because I’d never seen himthisenthusiastic before.
The moans wouldn’t stop clawing their way out of my throat now, and I stopped caring. I sat there and let Adriel take care of me, free of any guilt or shame. The only thing on my mind was pure pleasure.
Adriel took the entire length of my cock until I felt the tip hit his throat - and then he went even further. I gasped and stared down at him in disbelief. Despite the blindfold, I justknewhe had a mischievous glint in his eyes. Since he didn’t need to breathe, he could pull stunts like this safely. He held me there, deep inside his throat, for what felt like an eternity before pulling off. When he spoke, saliva cascaded past his lips.
“Was that to your liking, master?” he asked.
“Yes,” I growled, high off the pleasure and fantasy. “But did I say you could stop?”
“No, you did not,” he admitted. “I apologize for displeasing you.”
“You can please me by being a good little alpha and sucking my cock some more,” I ordered. “Do it until I cum down your throat.”
Adriel visibly shivered from satisfaction. “Yes, master.”
Encouraged by his reaction, I said, “I’m going to hold the back of your head while you do it. Okay?”
He smirked. “You’re my master. You can do with me whatever you wish.”
I’ll take that as a yes,I thought.
With the same enthusiasm, Adriel went back to sucking me off. This time I gently fisted my fingers in his hair and guided his head alongside his motions. Watching him completely under my control was unbearably hot. The tight pressure of orgasm built up inside me, nearing its climax, but I didn’t want to cum just yet. I bit my lip, trying to hold it off, but with Adriel’s hot mouth torturing me, it was becoming more and more difficult.
I squeezed his hair. “I’m gonna cum soon.”
Adriel nodded as much as he was able to, with his head in my hands and my dick down his throat.
That was the last visual I needed to send me over the edge. The taut feeling of pleasure exploded. I came with a loud cry, emptying myself down Adriel’s throat. I thanked god that he didn’t need to breathe because it felt like the longest, most intense orgasm I’d ever had. If he was a human, he definitely would have choked by now.
He waited until I was completely spent and gasping for air before removing himself. I collapsed back on the bed, trying to catch my breath.
“You can… take the blindfold off,” I told him.
His voice had a playful note. “I’d like to keep it on.”
A moment later, his finger ran up my slick hole and I yelped.
“You’re soaking wet, master,” Adriel said.
Oh, so we’re still playing this game?I thought with playful defiance. I sat up on my elbows and looked at him. True enough, he was still wearing the blindfold.
