More of his seed spills and I take it all. I take everything.
He falls upon me, his hips slow down, his release ending with several erratic thrusts. His knot loosens and, in my arms, the tension drains from his body. His seed starts to slip out from between us to cover my thighs and his tail, and to wash away in the water. With his seed expended, his pheromones bloom, this time making me heady and relaxed. My own stress drains with his until we’re both lying on his tail in the shallows of the river bank, wet but warm.
He rolls over and pulls out of me, briefly taking a moment to rinse himself off in the water. Afterwards, he pulls me on top of him higher up on the bank. Resting against his chest for warmth as the water runs off of me in rivulets, I sigh as he brushes out my hair across my back. With the low hum of a contented hiss, his body vibrates, lulling me further.
“I did not hurt you did I?”
“No,” I murmur.
He shifts underneath me and, just when I’m just getting cozy against him, does it again, tugs me higher into his arms and picks me up bridal-style. Taking us away from the river bank, he stops briefly to grab my clothes before returning us to the thicket deeper inside the forest. Coiling his tail in a circle around the edges of the grassy knoll, he lowers us to the ground and tucks me against him.
“Resssst, now Julia. You will not be poked again tonight. I promise.” He reaches between us and tucks his cock inside his tail.
I hold back a small laugh. “I’ll take your word for it.”
“Good.”
I smile, feeling better than I have in days even with everything else that needs to be faced on the horizon. For now… for this minute, everything is okay. “Goodnight, Krellix.” I turn to my side and press my back against him, wanting him to spoon me like he did before. The position keeps me the warmest.
His arm drops around me and already the night chill and the crisp feel of the river water is falling away, replaced with his wonderful heat. Comforted once more, I watch his tailtip slide up in front of me. Reaching for it and bringing it against me, I rest my cheek on it.
He curls it up like a pillow for me. “Goodnight, Julia.”
“Goodnight, Krellix.” Surrounded by him, I fall asleep.
THIRTY
REVERIE
Krellix
She wakes far too soon.
I watch her slowly eat the berries and apple I foraged for her at the first sign of dawn, then pick through the extra clothes in her bag, deciding what to wear. She roams her gaze over me under the hoods of her eyes as I stare point-blank back, taking in her luscious, mostly-naked beauty. Her breasts are out and the peaks at the ends of them are hard and tipped, begging to be kissed and played with.
The only clothes she has on is her black underwear and even then I do not think she will have them on for long.
It is morning now, but just, and I am not ready to take her anywhere. Yet. Not while she is so delicious in her current state. Her long, dark waves fall in thick locks over her shoulders and the knees she has raised in front of her, opening her legs partially for my desperate perusal.
She is wet between her thighs and there is a dew mark on her underwear. Straight from the source, she smells ripe and wonderful.
“I do not want to take you back yet.” My voice is rough as my gaze keenly trails over her from head to toe.
I reach down and spread my slit, letting my hard prick out. The knot, already forming to its largest ball, pulsates under my palm. It throbs and thrums. Pleasure ignites behind my eyes as I slide my hand over my length once, waiting for her to answer.
No, I do not want to take her back yet.
“Then… don’t.” Her voice is almost as rough as mine.
“You ssssound better today,” I say, reaching out and guiding her body back into the grass by her shoulder.
She touches her throat as she spreads her legs for me, letting my tail and my swollen prick settle between them as I cover her.
I reach between us and slice off her underwear with my claw.
She twitches and narrows her eyes at me. “Hey! I needed those.”
“Not with me, you do not.”
