It wants us to breed. Spread its reach everywhere.
Years of researchers have trickled the truth to me in snippets. How it works and evolves, morphing its hosts with the need to procreate.
I try to fight the heat, the longing.
Forcing images of the fire, or the torturous harvesting, doesn’t help.
Because then I think of Hudson and his gentle smile. The soft touch of his lips and the sincerity when he finally revealed his truth.
Or how he twitched when he came again and again.
I catch my cheek tugging into a smile at the thought of him filling me, spasming with every uncontrollable orgasm.
“Jenny,” Lash growls against me, breaking my travel of my memories. “One day I want that delicious scent to be for me.” He stretches, shifting his hips so his growing hard-on isn’t pressing me.
That’s new.
“It’s hard to want something that hurts every time.” I’m not sure how far to push this.
Yet I can’t hide the fact that I do want him, on some level.
“A little pleasure and pain isn’t a bad thing.” His chest bounces when he chuffs.
He can’t see the incredulous look on my face right now.
Hudson knew how to make me feel incredible. His slow touches and soft kisses brought me to new heights.
Is Lash serious?
Maybe he needs a lesson?
Rolling onto my side, I run my fingers through the thick hair on his chest. “Pleasureisbetter.” My palms move down to where his engorged cock hovers over his belly.
A canine appears as he lifts his lip in a smirk.
But then he twitches when I wrap my hand around the purple head and poise my lips over his tip.
His rumble sounds more like a lion purring than a growl. The vibration against my pelvis brings a new flood of desire.
I know he can smell me when his nostrils flare.
Flattening my tongue, I taste the beast for the first time.
Fuck. It’sgood. Seeping pre-cum burns against my lips, a salty-sweet treat that races fire through my veins. It stirs anancient need, the bond I had with my monster leaping the gulch of time to his successor.
Like I’ve been starving, I suction him deeper.
He groans, digging his claws into the earth as his hips jut, driving himself further into my throat.
Iwantto feel him fill me. To draw his ecstasy into me in a way I control.
His long tongue lolls with his tipping snout arching, thrusting his length in rapid bursts.
I take him all, pushing past the need to breathe, swallowing down the mushroomed head to roll my tongue against the engorging knot.
Just as his body tenses on the verge of release, I pull back.
Then my jaw closes down sharply, biting the tip off his dick.
