He only looked up at her from where he was working her apart, eyes molten, before drawing another long, desperate sound from her.
She couldn’t take much more. He knew it, and he kept going.
He kept his eyes locked on her, tracking the way pleasure crossed her face. And when he caught the exact reaction he wanted, the one that made her mouth fall open, her breath catch, he didn’t stop. If anything, he doubled down, moving with intent, with precision.
She reached for his horns without a second thought, gripping them as she shamelessly ground against his face. The low, strangled sound he made in response went straight through her, feeding the heat curling in her stomach. His hands gripped her ass, and his gaze never left hers, like he needed to watch what he was doing to her. Her grip on his horns tightened, her thighs trembling around his face.
At this point, she didn’t care about anything except him, what he was doing to her, what he made her feel, how impossibly good it was when he finally stopped teasing and truly gave in. Her whole body sang for him, alive and reaching, but she needed more.
“Hektor, please fuck me.”
Lust flashed in his eyes as he quickly stripped. She noticed the scales on his chest glowed a soft orange, but before she could ask about it, he lifted her again. She barely held on when he planted her on his cock and wrapped her legs around him. They stayed there for a breathless moment, foreheads almost touching, just…looking. His arms were tight around her, her hands curled instinctively at the back of his neck. And then she ground against him as her eyes closed, head tilting back on a moan she couldn’t hold in.
How was it this good? How was he this good?
She felt even more as his cock stroked her pussy right where she needed him. And he was rubbing that sensitive nub in perfect rhythm with her movements. It was so good it bordered on too much—pleasure spiraling tight, overwhelming, stealing her breath.
“Yes…” she sighed, voice breaking, but he only murmured a low, rumbling encouragement, coaxing her higher.
It was building fast, and she didn’t know if she could hold on or if she even wanted to.
And then his mouth found her breast, sucking and licking, one arm around her holding her up, and his other hand stroking slow, steady lines on her spine. Her eyes flew open.What was touching her clit?She looked down between them and gasped. “Wait—Hektor—what?—”
He met her gaze, pupils blown wide. “Yeah. There’s two.”
“Just now?” she breathed.
“Yes,” he said, voice rough with restraint.
The realization rippled through her like electricity. And gods, it felt so good.
He crushed his mouth to hers, breath hot, kiss hungry. She could feel how excited he was, and it made her dizzy.
“It doesn’t always come out,” he muttered against her lips, voice rough with need, his hands tightening on her hips as he urged her to move faster.
The admission hit her hard. Not just the words, but the way he said them, the way his body responded to her like he couldn’t help it. The pleasure was already overwhelming, but knowing she’d pulled that reaction from him and knowing he liked it that much, sent a sharp rush through her.
Her breath stuttered, her nails dug into his shoulders, and that final push of intensity tipped her right over the edge. He moved with her, filling her just right, and his second cock wasstill rubbing her clit. The pleasure became a blinding tide, hot and impossible to hold back, and in the next moment, she saw white, pure, overwhelming, all-consuming.
Her words failed her, replaced by sharp, ragged sounds that filled the space between them. The press and grind of his body against hers turned the world into sensation, everything else dissolving away.
“You’re okay?” he asked, breath uneven against her ear as he set her back on the counter.
“Yes,” she managed.
Her hand wrapped around his second cock, drawing a deep groan from him, the sound vibrating through both of them.
“Zara,” he groaned again, voice low and rough, trying to steady himself. “I just…I need to explain,” he said, but his hands were already trembling slightly, betraying his composure.
She tilted her head, moving her hand faster around his cock. It felt like it was bigger than the other one, and she had a goal in mind. “Explain later. Right now…I wanna make you come.”
He swallowed hard, gaze darkening as he tried to focus. “I…I need both of them inside you,” he admitted, voice tight.
Her eyebrows lifted. “It’s possible?”
“Yes,” he said, exhaling shakily. “Have you…have you done it before?”
She bit her lip. “Yes.”
