For a minute she just sits there, adjusting to the size, and I hold back a groan. Just being inside her like this feels way too good, and part of me doesn’t care whether she starts moving or not. I’d be content to be tied together like this for hours, just feeling her muscles tighten around me.
My eyes widen with sudden alarm. Aurelia feels me tense, and takes it as a cue to lift her hips again, sliding back down.
She feels fucking amazing, but now my attention is split. Why was I even thinking that just now? Where did that idea come from? Fantasizing about staying sheathed inside her for hours, maybe sleeping like that, sounds exactly like knotting…and that’s not ever going to fucking happen.
I tighten my fingers on Aurelia’s hips, guiding her into a faster rhythm as I press my face into the side of her throat and soon I’m distracted enough to forget all about knotting.
She rides me for several minutes, both of us breathing heavily. I reach around and spread her thighs wider to play with her clit. She rocks into my fingers, riding me harder.
As she bounces, her long braid keeps hitting me in the face. I growl. “Let down your hair.”
She reaches up, obliging, and tugs out her braid, her long loose hair falling over my chest and shoulders. I push it to theside so I can lick a path up the side of her throat, making her shiver.
I need more.
Aurelia isn’t in danger just from fucking me—the problem is when I let myself get too comfortable. Kissing her, fucking her normally in the bed, thinking about falling asleep next to her or God fucking forbid, thinking about knotting her...those are the real dangers. The sex itself isn’t the problem. In fact, the more unusual or acrobatic I can make it, the better off we are. Better still if I can manage a position complex enough that it takes my focus away from the constant desire to let my wings out, just like the first time we were together.
Fortunately, Aurelia is like me in the sense that she’s not shy or boring about sex and never has a problem trying something new.
I don’t withdraw my cock from her, but reach down and slide one arm beneath her knees and wrap the other around her waist.
“What are you doing?” she pants as my hold forces her to stop riding me.
I answer by showing her. I stand up, taking her with me. My arm around her waist holds her upper body to my chest, and my arm beneath her knees holds her up so I can still slide in and out of her. Her entire body is folded in half and at my complete mercy as I bounce her up and down.
Aurelia gasps and lets out a keening whimpering sound.
“Reach down and play with your clit,” I tell her.
She tries to comply, but struggles with how to reach her own clit while I hold her so tightly in the air. Finally she reaches around the outside of her thigh and just manages to stroke her fingers over her center. She shivers and I smile with satisfaction.
Her head falls back against my shoulder and I cradle her, completely in control and using her entire body to fuck myself with. If she turned her head our lips would touch, but insteadshe turns the other way and I lean down to press my mouth to the place just below her ear.
She shivers against me.
“You feel so fucking good like this,” I tell her.
She moans, the sound vibrating through her back against my chest.
“Are you going to come for me?” I ask, my voice rough with need.
“Make me,” she gasps.
I laugh low and drag my teeth over her throat again. “Like this?”
“Yes,” she gasps, the word coming out like a plea.
“I want you to come on my cock first so you can tell me which is better,” I say. “Keep touching yourself. Tell me when you’re close.”
She squeezes her eyes shut and whimpers, but goes back to rubbing quick circles over her clit. I try to match her rhythm, bouncing her harder.
After a few minutes I hear her breathing shift and I know she’s close even though she doesn’t say it.
I dip my head to breathe against her ear and she whimpers once, then again louder, practically moaning.
Her muscles tighten around me and I bite down into her neck at the same time.
Aurelia screams, and suddenly my vision goes unexpectedly white. The combined feeling of her coming around me, convulsing, and the taste of her blood in my mouth makes me lose all control and I barely manage to pull out of her before I come all over her ass.
