Kizros’s mouth continued to tease her, sometimes with a breath, sometimes with a glide of his lips, tongue, or fangs. Never long, never something so specific to chase thebuilding heat in her core. All the while, his hands worked out the tightness in her hip, moving down until he was scooping out another helping of the gel.
But he didn’t return to her thigh, abandoning the space between her legs to reach for her left ankle.
Moments before she voiced her complaint, she caught his challenging gaze and bit her tongue. He kept still, kept all his attention on her as if he were daring her to make a noise, and then slowly smiled.
“I told you good girls would be rewarded.”
As his hands rose to massage her tight calf, another warmth settled on her opposite leg. It disappeared briefly, and Aofe caught a glimpse of Kizros’s tail flicking the air before it slid higher up her leg.
At the first touch of the spade tip against her core, she bucked, tugging at all four restraints.
“So needy,” Kizros hummed from her feet, fingers dragging in long, pressured strokes while his tail circled her wetness. “I don’t even need to ask if you want my tail; you’re just desperate to take it, aren’t you?”
“Please, Kiz.” Aofe tried to shift her hips, urging him toward her entrance.
“I’m going to enjoy watching you soak me.”
There was no teasing touch, only the pressure of his blunt tail thrusting inside. Aofe cried out, already clenching around the new shape sliding deeper within her.
“Already so close.” Kizros’s hands were still massaging her calf, but somehow he focused on both herpleasure and relieving the soreness in her leg. “I love seeing you at my mercy. Knowing I could bring you to the brink, then control whether you come or not.”
His tail slowed, the gentle rub of him just below her clit disappearing.
She sucked in a shaky breath. “No, please, Kiz. Please let me come.”
“You’ll let me take care of you after this?”
“Yes.”
“No more trying to push through the pain just because you think it will disappoint me?”
“I promise I won’t,” Aofe gasped, the rising wave within her starting to die.
Kizros smirked. “Good.”
His tail thrust quickly, then, in and out as he changed the angle to fully glide against her clit. The fading burn had been slow, but it came roaring back, somehow higher and hotter, and she cried out. Her limbs pulled against the vines as her hips lifted, release barreling through every muscle and nerve stronger than she’d ever experienced before.
Her body was light, skin tingling as she sank back to the bed. She barely noticed that the vines were gone, or his tail, or that Kizros was rearranging her limp body into his arms until he was pressing a kiss right underneath her ear.
“So beautiful when you trust me like this,” he whispered against her skin, tongue flicking her earrings. “You looked so pretty, you made me come in my pants.”
Aofe might have whined at missing the sight of himgrinding against the bed for his own relief, might have said something too, but it was lost when he picked her up off the bed. There was a passing of time, fuzzy in her pleasure-addled brain, as he ran the bath and undressed, and then a moment where she tried to convince him to help her off the counter so she could clean up the cum along his still-hard length. But he ignored her in favor of gathering bath supplies, then slowly removed her sweater.
Followed by his hands playing with the piercings at her nipples while he feasted between her legs.
She’d lost track of the days, weeks, and orgasms by the time they were cuddled in the bath. With the steaming water, floral soaps, and soothing salts, she dozed off to his hands teasing over her bare skin.
“How is the water temperature?” Kizros asked when she was just a puddle in his arms. If it weren’t for his body underneath, she might have just slipped underwater and not had the energy to get back up.
Aofe sighed, a smile lifting her lips as he pressed a kiss into the junction of her neck and shoulder. “Are you asking because you’re too hot?”
She vaguely remembered a yelp when he first got in, though to her, it had been just on the comfortable side of scalding.
“I run so much warmer than you,” he teased, horn scraping gently against her scalp. At their feet, his tail flicked in and out of the water. “But holding you evens out the heat of the water. I just want to make sureyou’re not cold.”
Aofe barely remembered what it was like to be cared for, but if this was how it should feel, she didn’t think it would be all that difficult to give over control to Kizros more often. Maybe?—
“I’m never cold with you,” she hummed instead of finishing the thought. “Especially cuddled like this.”
