“Anything for you, honey.” His fingers ran through it and held it off my face. I took my time, rubbing my hands up and down his furred thighs. I ran my hand up his length, pushing his foreskin up and back down over his pink tip. God, he wasbig; thinking about fitting him inside me made me nervous.
My hand traveled further down to his knot. I’d never seen one before, but it was just a small swell at the bottom that seemed to get bigger the more I played with him.
I wrapped my hand around it, and he jerked beneath me hard. For a moment, I worried I had hurt him, but as I gazed up, I realized he liked it. I ran my hand up around it again, giving it a bit of a squeeze this time.
“Fuck, Syd, you’re gonna kill me.”
I hummed. “Are you sensitive here?”
He nodded, lip between his teeth.
I gave it another squeeze, tighter this time. “I asked you a question; I want a real answer.”
“Ah! Yes, it’s sensitive, but it feels so good.”
“That’s my good boy, I have something even better for you.” I held the toy out and he looked at it with wide eyes, like he hadn’t expected it, hadn’t noticed earlier.
The buzz sounded around us as I flicked it on and touched his thigh with it, making him jump. “Can I use it?”
He swallowed heavily. “Please.”
I brought the vibrating toy down further, towards his cock. He squirmed at the feeling, but didn’t jerk as I brought it down to his balls, letting it pleasure him there. I could see his strain not to shove me down, but I wanted him to.
I pulled off him, gasping as I did. Saliva fell from the corners of my mouth. “Do you want to fuck my mouth, baby?” I asked bluntly.
“Yes, please,” he begged. Having this strong man whimper and beg with his need for me had me reeling.
“If I need you to stop, I’ll do this.” I pinched his leg hard.
“Got it.”
I put my mouth around him and let him adjust his hands in my hair. He started slow, letting himself get the feel of how deep he could go. It didn’t take him long to pick up his pace, fucking me in earnest. I ran my tongue under the bottom as he did, needing to taste him more.
He held me down for a moment, choking me long enough for tears to spring to my eyes. Over and over again, he fucked me like I was just a toy. My fingers traced down to my clit, rubbing it hard. The slight air deprivation had me craving release.
He watched me touching myself and pumped harder, chasing his own release. “I’m gonna come,” he breathed. “Where do you want me to—”
At that, I met his eyes and doubled down, sucking him harder. I took the vibrator and brought it up, holding it on his knot and turning it up.
“Fuck,” he said as he slammed into me one final time and filled my mouth with him. I came hard then, the taste of him pushing me over the edge. Hard enough that I even gushed onto the floor and could feel myself dripping.
I tried to swallow as he came, but it was much more than I thought. When I started to choke, he pulled out, but he wasn’t quite done, so he jerked himself as he did, spraying the last of it on my face, dripping down onto my tits.
Brooks was laid back, boneless on the couch with his cock in his hand, still hard as a rock. Though I felt partially sated, I wanted to go all the way.
I wanted him buried inside me.
“Where’s that bed you mentioned earlier?”
Chapter seventeen
Brooks
I sat up, lookingdown at Sydney on her knees for me. She looked so beautiful there, my cum covering her face, her eyes red-rimmed from the tears that fell as she took me. I had no idea what I’d done to get this lucky, but I had no plans to take it for granted.
She quirked her brow at me, reminding me she had asked a question, but I was so out of it that I couldn’t remember what she said. “What?”
She giggled, standing in front of me. “Him,” she started, poking my still hard cock. Satyrs could easily go for more than one round, and with Sydney, I felt I could go forever. “And you.” She poked my chest. “Would you both like to follow me to the bedroom?”
