With a snarl, I fist her hair once more to yank her head back, then stroke myself and keep coming.
Her eyes are wide as I spill my seed all over her heaving breasts, my need to be inside her and on her overriding everything else.
This is my first time playing with a toy. And I nearly broke her.
It was always a risk. But watching her tits bounce tells me she’s fine. That knowledge allows me to finish my release, my mind conjuring all the ways I intend to do this again. I won’t push as deep next time. I’ll… I’ll pull back a little first. Warn her before I come. Something.
Because shewillswallow my load. Every fucking drop.
I want her full of my essence, dripping with my seed, swollen from my ministrations,tasting me on her tongue every moment of every day.
Gods, just thinking about it has me spurting more onto her chest until she’s saturated with my cum.
Her breaths are still coming in pants, her startled state a beautiful sight.
But it’s not good enough.
I need more.
I pull my tail from her spasming pussy and free myself from her hand, then guide the tip up to the mess I’ve made on her breasts. With a soft hum, I scoop a good portion of it onto the triangle end, then lift it to her parted lips.
I don’t ask permission. I don’t even speak. I simply push it inside—where it fucking belongs.
Her eyes blow wide, her nostrils flaring in response.
However, my good little pet doesn’t question my intentions. She simplyswallows. Then she takes it a step further by licking and sucking on my tail.
A pleased rumble leaves me, and I repeat the action by returning my tail to her tits and gathering more for her to devour.
She doesn’t fight me, just continues to take my seed like a beautiful intended mate.
By the time she’s finished, my dick is already throbbing and ready to fuck again.
Noticing it, her gaze turns wary.
And I grin. “You thought we were done?” I ask, gentling my tone to a taunting coo. “Oh, sweet little Viviana, I’m not human. It’s going to take a lot more than a single orgasm to please me. So open your mouth. We’re going to try this again. And we’re not stopping until we get it right.”
CHAPTER ELEVEN
VIVI
My throat israw.
To the point that I can no longer swallow.
My legs are bruised from the shower tiles.
And I’m pretty sure I’m never going to be able to sit again, thanks to Ciprian’s tail.
I’ve been on my knees forhours, taking his cock in my mouth, swallowing his cum, only to miss a few drops and having to start again.
He’s determined to ensure he finishes entirely down my throat. But I can’t take any more. And I don’t know how to ask him to stop.
When he presses the head of his massive dick to my lips, I whimper. I can’t help it. I’ve lost count of the number of orgasms exchanged between us. “Ciprian,” I try to say, but it’s a rasp of sound.
His grip in my hair tightens, and I know he’s about to shove himself into my mouth for the sixth or seventh time. Only, he pulls my head back further, like he did what feels like hours ago when he came all over my breasts.
I try to meet his gaze, to tell him with my eyes that I need a break. Water.Something.
