“What’s this?” I ran my finger over them.
“I wasn’t going to.” He flinched again.
“What are they?”
“I don’t use them.” He looked away. “I did not want you to think I would use them?—”
“What are they for?” I asked once more. “Don’t make me repeat myself again.” My eyes narrowed at him.
“They’re for...” he mumbled, something I could not hear.
“I didn’t quite get that.”
“Mating.” He kept his eyes averted. This was the first time I’d seen himblush.
“Are you telling me that you have spines?” A wicked smirk crossed my face. “Like a cat?”
“I don’t know.” He glared at me. “They have always just beenthere.”
I had to admit, this new feature made me wonder what else his body did when hemated. It was common for some mammals to possess spines like these to make sure their mates did not escape. The spines would hook into the flesh of their counterparts. Now I was quite curious about what adaptations the females of his species had to tolerate such cruelty.
Mating.The word was sending my brain deep into a primal gutter.
I returned to my former position, wrapping my mouth around his length.
He gasped and grabbed a fistful of my hair, but this time, he pulled my head off.
“Why doesn’t this bother you?” he asked, concern twisting his sharp features. His breathing had picked up, and his chest rose and fell quickly.
“You’re fascinating.” I beamed, slipping his member back into my mouth.
His grip on my hair loosened as he let out another soft groan, savoring every sensation. Even with his tip at the back of my throat, it was still only halfway in.
I tried to go deeper, moving my head up and down.
I used my tongue to explore the smooth, salty surface. I lifted my eyes to him, but he was not looking. His eyes were closed, and his head was tilted back. His hips matched my movements as I swallowed him.
Our pace quickened, and his thrusts in my mouth got rougher, needier. His cock smacked the roof of my mouth before slipping down my throat.
I let out a gag as he quickened, gathering my hair back as if not to obscure my task.
Suddenly, a warm rush flooded my mouth, and I choked.
He immediately let go of me. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” He panicked, sitting up quickly.
I spat on the floor and let out a few more coughs. I peered down at his cock. Those same spines were now erect. They hooked out like barbs, presumably to keep it inside whatever it was buried in upon release. They quivered, flexing out as if upset that they did not get to hook into anything—their onlypurpose. I saw something dripping from the spines as well, an amber liquid mixing with his cum.
“They havevenomtoo?”
“It’s for the pain. The spines, they inject something for the pain, I think,” he said quickly, sensing the questions brewing in my mind. “I don’t really know the specifics. I just know they’re similar to the ones in my teeth,” he admitted.
“How considerate.” I crawled next to him to face him. “What else can you do?”
He gave me an annoyed look. “Nothing you need to be concerned with.”
“What if I fucked you? Would that”—I gestured downward—“not be something I would need to know about?”
“I told you already, I’ve never used them.” He glared. “As cruel as you think I am, I would never do that to a human.”
