“D’you want one?” Paz offered.
I eyed the purple fruit in his hand suspiciously—not because of its effects, but because I hadn’t eaten a fruit in a very long time. As if to tease me, Paz took a bite of it without breaking hypnotic eye contact. The juices spilled sensually down his lips.
Growling, I leaned forward to lap up the juice with my long tongue. Paz shivered.
The judgment in my brain turned off. My tongue curled around the fruit in Paz’s hand and I took it from him. The fruit tasted vivid and sweet, flooding my mouth with its syrupy fluids. Instantly, I reverted to some primal state of being. My skin felt prickly with heat. Whatever lust had gripped me before intensified a hundredfold. I wanted to grab Paz, throw him to the ground, and mount him like a pandar in rut.
Another deep growl vibrated in my chest. “Does all fruit taste this good?” I muttered.
Paz grinned. “Pretty much. But this one makes you feel awesome, doesn’t it?”
“Hmph.”
I lifted Paz into my lap while I reclined in my seat. If this was the last night on my throne, I’d use it well.
The fruit’s effects already flared in my system. My cock felt strained within its inner chamber, rapidly growing too large to fit. I shuddered as my slit parted and it emerged into the cool air.
Paz stared at it hungrily, his eyes rounded with excitement. Since his biology was different than mine, he was consistently fascinated by my cock. His eyes glittered as he watched it rise to its full length.
Then a crumb of awareness seemed to float back to his mind.
“What if everyone sees us?” he asked, halfheartedly glancing over his shoulder. The others were nearby somewhere, but I couldn’t see them from my angle.
I grunted. “Who cares.”
Paz thought about it for a moment, then faced me with his full attention. He took a final bite of the fruit and swallowed it. “You’re right.” He pulled out another one. “More?”
I had less reservations the second time. Or I was too horny to care. My tongue flicked out to snatch the fruit. As my fangs pierced it, I realized the fruit was fleshy and satisfying in its ownright. Maybe I could get used to the texture and taste faster than I assumed.
As I gulped it down, my insides tingled with heat. My cock twitched in the air. Paz had to shift in my lap so it didn’t take up all the room. He was comically small beside it. I still didn’t understand how it fit the first time.
As my eyes grazed over my filum, I realized hedidlook different. My senses hadn’t deceived me. There was a soft curve to his hips and belly that wasn’t there before. But how was that possible? I’d filled him to the brim with pollen, yes, but that was only days ago. Surely he couldn’talreadybe pregnant?
Paz swallowed another bite of the fruit. His voice was breathy, his eyes half-lidded with arousal. “You noticed it too, huh?” He ran his other hand across his soft belly. “It doesn’t feel real, does it?”
“No,” I admitted.
He grinned. “I told you humans can get impregnated by Maeleons.”
“Hmph. I won’t be convinced until you’re as round as this fruit.”
Paz blushed. “Fine. You’ll see soon enough.”
To shut me up, he placed both palms on my shaft. A loud groan escaped me. I tossed my head back against the roots, arching my back into his touch. The smooth softness of his palms felt incredible against my sensitive cock. It twitched and jerked, seeking more attention.
Paz breathed hard as he drew closer. The sight of his face directly next to my cock sent a jolt of arousal down my spine.
“Put your mouth on it,” I growled.
Paz grinned proudly, like he’d been waiting for me to ask. He parted his lips in a slow, sensual motion. When he finally put them on my cock, I snarled with pleasure. The wet heat of Paz’s mouth made my claws curl and scrape against the roots.
Paz adjusted himself. “Here, lemme just...”
He threw his legs over my shaft so he straddled it, sandwiched in the space between my cock and my chest. As his naked body heat seeped into me, I felt intensely charged with sexual tension.
Paz leaned forward to hug my cock. I ground my teeth so I wouldn’t cry out. Fuck, his soft body felt amazing.
Paz flashed me a grin over his shoulder. Meanwhile, he rubbed himself all over me in tortuously pleasurable motions. His hands and bare thighs caressed my sensitive cock in a literal full-body massage.
