And came.
I shuddered as I felt him fill me—actually felt his cum shoot into me. That had never happened before. But the thrill of that sensation soon shifted into disappointment. I hung my head. How the hell could this guy be a minute man? The roar Kas made when he came was sexy. I'll give him that. But he was going to leave me hanging. Maybe he'd help me out, but I was really looking forward to coming while he was inside me.
Wait.
Kaspian was still going. He stopped roaring but kept fucking me. His pelvis slapped my ass, never slowing. He was still hard! The guy kept his erection through his ejaculation.
I grinned and looked back at him. “Fuck, yes! I love Dragon stamina!”
When Kaspian met my delighted stare, he had a strange look to him—one too serious for what we were doing and what I'd just said. Suddenly, he pulled out and spun me onto my back. Something wet hit my belly. I looked down to see that he hadn't stopped. He was still coming! Kas shot streams of the stuff all over my belly.
I wasn't surprised that it wasn't ordinary cum. The stuff glistened, almost glowing in the dark room. And it tingled. In a good way. I had the urge to rub it in. To bathe in the stuff.
“Fuck it.” I gave into my urges, lowering my hand to smear his cum into my belly. It felt so good that I spread it up my chest.
Kaspian let out a savage sound of triumph and shoved back into me. He was still hard!
“God damn it! Dragons really are a higher species,” I muttered, head tossing as tingling cum sank into my skin.
“Keep rubbing.” Kaspian snapped his teeth at me and sped up.
“Yes, sir!” Writhing, I rubbed his come everywhere I could reach. Up my throat, over my face.
I don't know what I was doing, but I couldn't stop. I felt drugged. My body shuddered, every cell rejoicing that we were being filled and covered in this glorious cream. My legs gave out and flopped to the sides. They bounced with every slam of Kaspian's hips. I was the dead fish! Oh, fuck!Do something, Met!
But there was nothing I could do. Because that damn Dragon was still pumping hot cum into me. Instead of feeling too full, my channel soaked it up. My body guzzled the stuff, sucking it into my flesh as if starving for it. And every spurt sent a pulse through me, like a bell rung. I vibrated with it until a fountain burst from me.
I shouted. Roared. Fucking screamed with an orgasm unlike any other. It wasn't just my dick that felt that release. It was everything. My entire being exploded and then pulled back into itself to become something new. Yeah, as corny as it sounds, I felt reborn. Alien sex had changed me forever.
Shit. Everything will be downhill from here.
Chapter Thirteen
Nope, not downhill. My next partner would suck by comparison, but Kaspian just got better and better.
I rolled off the mattress and onto the floor. Laid there. Stared up at the stained ceiling. Wondered how ceilings got stained. Wondered if all Dragons fucked like Kaspian. Then I wondered how I was going to stand. Maybe I'd just lie there until he fucked me again. I didn't think I'd have long to wait.
We had been fucking for hours. Hours! A minute man? A dead fish? Not even close. The man had stamina that was literally out of this world. And he kept coming! I don't mean, he kept starting new rounds of sex. I mean he kept ejaculating, over and over—a continuation of his first orgasm. It never stopped. He had one orgasm for hours. One! And he had this weird fetish with his cum. Not that I minded. I even encouraged him when he took over rubbing it into me like lotion. Because that cum was fucking magical—warm, tingly, and life-changing.
Then I realized I felt amazing. Not exhausted. AMAZING.
I sat up. “What the fuck?”
“I think we should eat first.” Kaspian rolled over, his finally-limp cock flopping onto the bed.
Even after hours of wild, rampant, animalistic, roar-inducing sex, the sight of his cock fascinated me. Even flaccid. Kaspian impressed. He was a shower. It was all there to see right off the bat. That overworked dick should have been red from all the abuse it had taken. Raw. Instead, it glistened and only blushed a little—taunting me. If Kaspian's cock had a voice, it would have been even more arrogant than his.
Excuse my bluntness, but my ass should have been hurting. Maybe it was the way Kas worked me open before going savage on me. Whatever it was, it worked. Thank God he found that small amount of control before he got in there. Not only was my ass ready for another round, but so was my dick. And everything else. I wanted to jump up, holler like a cowboy, then ride him like a bronco.
Instead, I groaned in disappointment and got up. “You're right. We need fuel before starting that again.”
I stretched and tried to ignore the way I felt drawn to Kaspian even with my eyes closed. Damn sex hormones. Or maybe it was something in his cum. Don't some animals excrete hormones during sex? Stuff to bind their partners to them? I don't know. Maybe I'm talking out of my ass. Ugh! I needed to stop thinking about my ass. And Kaspian. And Kas in my ass.
“I don't have much to eat here. I meant to go out for groceries after I got you settled.” I smirked at him. “But shit happens.”
Kaspian sat up and made a disgusted face at me. “Excuse me?”
I blinked. Processed what I had just said. Then laughed. “Yeah, I guess that's a gross saying.”
