“You’re just soBritishsometimes.” I ruffle his mane, blissed-out to heaven and back. His gaze softens, and he leans down to kiss my belly, his tail still buried in me.
“Hmm.” Rupert languidly withdraws it, then fills me once more. I’m so sensitive and tight that I shiver all over as it forces me open. “I wonder how far you have to go.” He palms his cock with his other hand, examining it. “Just a little more.”
A sharp bolt of excitement shoots up through me. I’m almost ready.
My monster watches me, his eyes never leaving mine as he rocks his tail in and out, pushing it farther and farther in. Soon I’m struggling to take it, and despite how wet I am, it won’t fit.
“Rupert—” I begin, gasping, but he gently shushes me.
“Give it a moment.” That tail twists, the texture rubbing all over the inside of me. He takes an inch and then gives me one back, over and over, until I sense even more of him fitting through. It’s some kind of witchcraft, the way he’s teasing my body open for himself.
“There we are.” Rupert sighs as he fills me almost to bursting with his tail. “That is about the right size.”
Holy fuck.Thatis how big he is, all over? I moan just thinking about it, and Rupert’s eyes shutter closed.
“God, the way you clench around me…” He bites his lip with one of his fangs. “I can’t wait until that’s me in there.”
Slowly he withdraws his tail, and now I’m so, so empty. I cant my hips up, brushing my belly over his cock, and Rupert sucks in a sharp breath.
“Please.” I reach toward him, and in response, he crouches over me so I can tangle my hands in his mane. “Put it inside me. Please.”
My begging must pluck some chord in him, because Rupert’s whole body goes taut, and he lets out a rumbling sound deep in his chest. When his catlike eyes open again, they are full of fire. I watch over the mounds of my breasts as he fists his cock, then shuffles until it’s between my legs.
I can’t wait anymore, but Rupert just drags the slippery, blunt head over my clit, launching a shower of sparks in front of my eyes. He does this again and again until I’m whimpering, “Rupert, please, please,” and I’m clenching around nothing.
Finally, he sweeps downward, wedging himself betweenthe lips of my sex. I’m already so wet, so needy and open after his work with his tail, that the textured head glides in.
“Oh, Peony,” he moans. “Your cunt is beautiful.”
Fuck, I’m already stretching for him, and it feels like he’s barely inside me. But I want more already, I need more, I needhim, or I’m going to come apart.
“Rupert!” My voice comes out as a rather pathetic whine. “More, please, oh?—”
Before I can even finish asking, Rupert gathers the blankets in his claws and snaps his hips forward, sinking much, much deeper. I cry out, surprised and stretched and radiating with bliss, but still needing more.
I want all of him.
“You feel like nothing else on this earth,” Rupert says, still gripping the root of his cock as he rocks in and out of me. “You’re the loveliest creature I’ve ever seen.”
Everything that comes out of his mouth is sincere gold. His eyes are wide, pupils blown out, as he watches where my pussy is swallowing him up. Then he looks up at me, and he releases himself so he can change his angle, lowering onto his forearms so we’re much, much closer. He’s significantly taller, so he tilts his head down to brush his nose over mine.
“Peony,” he says, simply thrusting in shallowly. “You are marvelous. You’re taking me so well—I’m proud of you.” He kisses my lips and whispers against them, “You mean the world to me.”
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Oh, hell, is she tight. Her body is so small, clinging to me as I work myself inside her more slowly than I thought my self-control was capable of. But I need Peony to be ready for me. I don’t want to hurt her—that would be the worst possible outcome—so I’m going to take this at a snail’s pace if that’s what it takes to get my cock all the way inside her.
Already, I’m working hard to keep my climax at bay, squirreling it away deep down and battening the hatches to keep me from going off too soon again. It’s difficult, though, my nose awash with the scent of Peony, my eyes drowning in her beauty. Her big breasts are perfect, flawless, especially with their cute stretch lines. Her lips open in pleasure, her eyes half-lidded, is a scene I’ve always craved and never realized I did.
Now that she’s accepted this much of me, nearly up to the ring, I want to try to fit more inside her. I need to be encased in her, surrounded by her, on top of her and around her all at once. Reflexively, I lick her neck, tasting her sweat. Peony moans as I push further in.
“Ah!” She clings to me tightly. “Rupert, wait, wait.” Peony makes a sound that could be ecstasy or it could be agony, so I freeze where I am. “Stay right there.”
She breathes deeply, her eyes falling closed. Her sheath pulses with her breaths, and it helps to calm me, too. I didn’t realize just how far gone I was, how close the monster had risen to the surface.
I must keep him at bay. I can’t risk injuring her.
When Peony looks relaxed underneath me again, I gently withdraw, then slowly make my way back in. She welcomes me, enveloping me, and I sink even farther than before. This time, her moan is most certainly one of pleasure. Finally, I push my ring inside her, and it vanishes between the spread, reddened petals of her pussy.
