Monqilcolnen nipped and licked my tip, lapping up the beads of pre-seed, all while ignoring my increasingly desperate cries. He felt so good around me and looked so erotic with his lips clasped around my cock. I was unable to rip my gaze away from him.
My cock slid from his mouth with a string of saliva mixed with pre-seed hanging from the tip. He wiped his bottom lip with the pad of his thumb and said, “You taste good.”
I nearly collapsed into a heap right then and there. “Please,” I begged, shaking. My cock was so hard it hurt. I needed relief.
“Bed,” he ordered, and I complied in a rush, desperate for release, but not any release. I wanted a release with him.
I crawled onto the bed and reached for him, needing him close, but Monqilcolnen pushed my hands away. “No.”
My brow furrowed and something prodded at my soul, sending tears to my eyes.
“Oh no, Wyn.” Monqilcolnen instantly settled between my legs, and I coiled my arms around my neck. This fragile part ofme was so unfamiliar; I hardly knew what to do with it, but every rebuke felt like rejection, even if it wasn’t. He smoothed his thumbs over my cheeks, then pressed a delicate kiss to my lips. “I wasn’t trying to harm you.”
I gave him a small smile.
He kissed my face again, moving upward until he pressed a firm one to my forehead. He triggered my scent gland, and I wished I could lean forward and nuzzle him. Muttering against my scales and washing me in his hot breath, he said, “I merely meant to retrieve these.”
Carefully, Monqilcolnen shifted, and he grabbed two cuffs, holding them up.
I swallowed, my cock throbbing at the sight. I adored being tied up, and these were extremely nice pair of charge cuffs. A beam of energy connected the two, allowing Monqilcolnen to place my hands wherever he wanted and keep them there. I wouldn’t be able to move once the restraints were engaged. Well, I would only be able to move where he wished me to.
Without hesitation, I held out my hands.
“I’m glad they meet with your approval. I bought them yesterday in the hope you would like them.” He clicked them around my wrists, then pushed me flat on the bed as his lips found mine. I moaned at the silk of his lips brushing mine. His tongue flicked at the seam, and I opened instantly, wanting him inside of me.
His tongue curled around mine in slow, tantalizing movements. I returned each and every gesture, canting my hips upward to rut against him. The feel of his tongue and the slight friction I received from his clothes was enough to make me cry out. Monqilcolnen swallowed the sound as he kept kissing me, not removing his lips from mine.
My orgasm was building so rapidly from the teasing movements I didn’t have time to warn him before I came in awave of pleasure, soaking the front of his shirt and trousers with my seed. My tail found my ankle. How had I come so quickly?
Monqilcolnen pulled back and glanced down at the ribbons of white seed that decorated him. He dragged his finger through one, then pushed it into my mouth. The sweet, tangy taste of my release danced on my tongue. I sucked and licked his finger clean, trying to get the digit in deeper.
“I think if you’re that desperate, perhaps I should work you up to several more releases,” Monqilcolnen remarked, and my cock twitched, though it wouldn’t firm up again this soon.
With quick movements, Monqilcolnen engaged the restraints, locking my hands above my head and to the headboard. I yelped when he suddenly flipped me over, my arms crossing almost uncomfortably, and yanked my hips up so my butt was presented to him. Monqilcolnen gently dragged his claws over one of my cheeks, as if he was assessing if I was okay. I shoved my butt up higher, more than fine with what he was hinting at.
A quick slap landed on the fatty part of my butt, and I moaned. Monqilcolnen didn’t give me a chance to catch my breath as he rained down a handful of harsh slaps before softly rubbing my stinging scales and pressing gentle kisses to my abused cheeks.
“Is this fine?” he asked, mouth against me. “I need to know.”
I groaned, my cock hard and my mind almost blissed out from the stinging pleasure. “Yes,” I forced out. “So very good. More.”
He huffed out a laugh, his breath rushing over me, and I paused. Was he upset with the order? Before I had a chance to even worry, Monqilcolnen kissed my butt and whispered, “You are so perfect.”
“Mon—” I only got out the first letter of his name before his hand connected with my butt, and I couldn’t help but moan and whimper.
He spanked me a few more times, eliciting sharp yelps from me. My butt was on fire, but I was desperate for him. I spread my legs far apart, trying to entice him to fuck me.
Monqilcolnen smiled, but he didn’t move toward me. Instead, he slowly stripped out of his clothes, revealing more and more of his toned body. He was the perfect one, not me.
“Please,” I begged.
“What?” he asked softly.
“Fuck me.”
“Do you need that? Right now?”
“Yes,” I cried. “I need your cock in me. Right now!” My voice rang with order, and I wasn’t even embarrassed. I needed Monqilcolnen to fuck me. I couldn’t wait another moment.
