“Yes,” Jude groaned no more than a few tugs in. “Yes, oh fuck, Al, I’m gonna come. I’m gonna come on your fucking tongue. Don’t stop. Don’t you dare stop. I’m so close…”
Al wouldn’t dream of stopping. Even as his muscles began to strain, he kept a steady rhythm, not letting up until Jude let out a strangled cry, and hot cum spilled over Al’s fist. Jude was panting, chest heaving, but his cock was as hard as ever—a good thing, since Al wasn’t finished with him yet.
He pulled his tongue out of Jude and sat up, looking down at his lover. Jude’s cheeks were flushed, his eyes half-lidded and his pupils blown wide. He looked right back at Al, not ducking his gaze.
What Jude saw before him was an alien, Al realized.
A strange being he might have felt revulsion toward, but instead, had invited into his bed.
Jude wanted him, and not just for his human disguise.
He wanted Al for Al, and saw value in him even in the places where Al did not.
He truly was Al’s perfect mate.
Eyes locked, Al flexed his hips and gripped his own cock, using Jude’s cum as lubricant. Jude whimpered, mouth falling open, watching, then scrambled up onto his hands and knees, ass in the air, begging to be filled.
Al’s cockthrobbed.
They had fooled around plenty since the eggs had been laid, but they’d yet to fully mate as Jude had not finished healing. He was healed and ready now, though, and Al could not wait to mate with him again.
Al positioned himself behind Jude and was about to push inside when Jude stopped him with a panicked, “Wait!”
Al stopped immediately, although doing so made him feel as though he might combust. “What is wrong?”
“Do we need to use anything?” Jude asked, looking over his shoulder. “Protection, I mean? I don’t think I’m ready to get pregnant again so soon.”
Al imagined Jude swollen with another clutch of eggs, and what excitement had been lost when Jude had stopped him returned. Still, he took his time to console Jude, trailing his fingers reassuringly down the length of Jude’s spine, which caused Jude to have a full-body shiver. “No, we do not need protection. You will not produce eggs again so soon.” Then, channeling his own feelings of lust, he mischievously added, “However, I have no doubt that if it were possible, you would feel enjoyment at me fertilizing you again.”
Jude’s breath caught in his throat.
“You’re right,” he said. “Maybe now’s not the time, but I wassohot for you when you were breeding me.”
“Do you remember how it felt?” Al pushed gently with his hips, stuffing just the tip of his cock into Jude’s eager hole. “Do you remember how full I made you?”
He pushed deeper, the transmutative properties of his body shaping his cock to fill Jude perfectly.
“I will do it again.”
Jude made a strangled noise of pleasure and perked his ass, offering himself wholly to Al as he slid all the way inside. The fit was tight—Al’s cock was shifting, growing, stretching Jude to his limits—but Jude responded beautifully, mewling as Al claimed him.
Thighs trembling, he pushed his ass closer to Al’s body. Grinding. Greedy.
Al grabbed him by the hips and, cock curving, responded to the desires of Jude’s body and thrust into him again.
He butted up against Jude’s prostate, making Jude cry out sharply. The pleasure he felt, white hot and as sharp as the edge of a blade, cut through Al as if it were his own, more intense than it ever had before. It was the bond, Al realized. Now that Jude was open to it, the truth of his inner feelings was much more clear. Between it and Al’s touch telepathy, it was almost too much.
But Al could not stop.
He needed to breed Jude again.
Hips snapping forward, cock throbbing, his insides pulsing from his orgasm-to-be, Al mated Jude with urgency, bumping endlessly into his prostate and feeling in real time as his actions caused Jude pleasure. Each clench, and gasp, and surge of Jude’s hips—all of it because of him.
“I will put another clutch inside you,” Al said breathlessly, rutting his swelling cock inside of Jude. “I will fertilize you the moment you express that it is what you want from me, and I will do it like this, with my true form’s cock deep inside you. I will hold you down and I will plant my seed deep. I will force your body to surrender to me, and you will become round once more.”
“Bigger than before?” Jude panted, a spike of arousal shooting through him and directly into Al. “I want to be so big, I can’t hide it. I want everyone who looks at me to know that I was bred by you.”
Al came with a shout then, fingers gripping Jude’s hips so tightly, he felt certainty Jude’s skin would bruise. Jude joined him mere Mississippis later and slumped onto the bed, his pleasure like static under Al’s skin, jumping and pricking unpredictably until it smoothed out and mingled with his own.
