Since when can his cock vibrate like this?
My pussy tightened around him, and the whine he let out was desperate.
“Kassie! Fuck!”
His hips moved like a piston, his cock pulsing inside me, hitting every spot that made me see stars. I couldn't move, couldn't do anything but feel as he took control, his body overwhelming mine. The vibrations from his cock were something else, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through me.
My breasts bounced with each powerful thrust. Atlas struggled, caught between bracing himself above me and reaching for my chest. With a growl of determination, he managed both, one hand supporting his weight while the other captured my breast, his thumb circling then pinching my nipple until I gasped, overwhelmed by the dual sensations of his cock inside me and his skilled fingers teasing me to madness.
I could feel the pressure building, my body tensing as he drove me closer and closer to the edge. His grip on my wrists tightened, his eyes locked onto mine. They were glowing so brightly, like two red suns, consuming me, pulling me in.
"Atlas," I gasped, my body arching against his. "I'm close."
A wicked grin spread across his face, his fangs gleaming. "I know," he growled. "I can feel it. You're squeezing me so tight, Kassie. You're doing so well, taking all of me. Such a good female."
Shit, he is good with praise.
I arched my back, and his tongue wrapped around my nipple. His other hand squeezed the other breast, and an odd sensation came into my mouth. My teeth itched unbearably, but I didn’t have time to think about it because my orgasm ripped through me.
“Mine!” Atlas’ wings fluttered behind him. He shoved his cock deeper inside me, his coils making sure to shove deep inside me to keep his seed in. It was a delicious feeling… to be so full.
Atlas wrapped our fingers together, his face nuzzling into my cheek. While it was only one orgasm, I felt more drained than before.
“I’ve worn my match out, haven’t I?” Atlas chuckled to himself. “We should rest, especially since the strange morning we have had.”
I hummed, my eyes barely able to keep themselves open.
It was certainly busy, and my teeth were itchy…
“Yes…” my voice was weak. “Just a nap and then… maybe something to eat.”
Atlas hummed, his tongue licking the salt down my neck. “I will provide everything my female needs. Please rest, let me take care of you.”
I relaxed in his arms, feeling his tongue swipe across my forehead and my neck.
“Ew, what are you doing?” I half-laughed.
“Cleaning you, you are filthy.”
He squeezed me tighter, pulling a tired giggle from my throat. "Sorry to disappoint, but Mothman saliva isn't exactly on my list of preferred moisturizers. I'll need that shower."
Atlas's wings fluttered in alarm. "Absolutely not," he growled, his antennae twitching possessively. "My grooming serves a purpose. Not only is it cleansing, but it marks you with my scent." His eyes narrowed, glowing slightly brighter. "That fox won't dare approach what's clearly been claimed."
Exhaustion won over argument. I slid my arms around him, fingers finding that tender junction where wings met muscle. His whole body jolted at my touch, driving him impossibly deeper inside me as a high-pitched sound escaped his throat.
We both screamed in surprise. He wrapped all his arms around and trapped me.
“Naughty, female. You will have to be punished later.”
My heart skipped a beat. “Really? You would spank me?” I nuzzled into his chest.
“Yes, I would. Until your backside was as red as my eyes.”
I bit my lip and rocked against him, feeling him pulse inside me. He moaned, his hands finding my hips to still my movements.
His eyes narrowed as understanding dawned. "You are one strange female."
Chapter Thirty-Three
