“Gonna,” I gasped, hopinglike hell Fox would understand what I meant. I was about to come my brains outand there was no stopping it, the hot tension of my orgasm pulled tight enoughto snap any second.
Fox squeezed my hand and bitdown on the back of my neck, hard enough for a bright flash of pain-pleasure tobe the thing that pushed me over the edge, all the breath rushing out of mylungs as my hips jerked and I started to come.
Blood rushed in my ears,deafening me as I spilled all over myself, the bed, and Fox’s knuckles inmessy waves. Fox’s hips jerked against me, drawing it out, the peak of eachthrust making me gasp and moan and lose another spurt, time after time, until Iwas so completely wrung out that my balls ached and I was in danger of passingout under him.
A low, satisfied grunt in myear signaled the end of Fox’s orgasm, too, his weight hovering over me for amoment before he eased himself down, half on top of me, half on the mattress.Pinning me in place, but not in a way that made me panic or want to wriggle outfrom under him.
This was exactly where Iwanted to be, with Fox’s nose pressed against the bruise I was sure hadbloomed on the back of my neck, both of us panting to catch our breath as ourskin cooled, the warmth of the covers slowing the whole process down.
I wanted to fall asleep likethis.
Fox shuffled off me after afew moments, but he didn’t move away, wrapping his arms around my waistinstead and holding me close on my side.
His nose pressed against thebruise again, and then his lips, the softest touch, as though he wasapologizing for it.
“That was hot,” I croaked. “Thebite, I mean.”
Fox hummed, a tiny,affirmative sound with laughter in it. “The way you cameimmediately after did suggest you enjoyed it,” he said.
Huffing, I snuggled furtherunder the covers and closed my eyes as my heartbeat returned to normal. “Thank you. Forthat.”
“Ooh, I don’t often get athank you.” Fox chuckledbeside my ear. “You’re welcome. Anytime.”
“Really?”
All I wanted to hear rightnow was that I could have this forever. Anytime I wanted. The Fox would justbethere, with me, and I’d never have to feel alone again.
That I could feel as lovedand wanted as I did right now every day of my life.
“Really,” he said.
My heart swelled, the suddenrush offeelingsalmost painful in their intensity.
Really.
“Was that…” Fox hesitated,nuzzling my neck. “Was it what you wanted?”
“Oh yeah,” I said.
It was so muchmorethan I’dimagined. What possible words would describe how good it felt to have someonedo something like thisfor me?
“I…” I needed to saysomething. Something bigger thanoh yeah. “Would it be too much tocall it magical?”
Fox snorted, but then kissedmy neck. “Ilike magical. I likegivingyou magical.”
I like you, I didn’t say, becauseit felt a little too direct. Everything still felt so raw and open, like Foxhad climbed into my chest and wrapped himself around my heart, like I was stillcompletely exposed.
And it was safe to beexposed in front of Fox, because he’d never hurt me, but it was still hard totake the leap from wanting this to admitting how much it meant.
This had been life-changing,and not just because it was the first time I’d had an actual cock up myass. It was so much more than that.
The best first time I couldhave imagined. Fox had given me one impossible gift after another, and it neverseemed to stop.
“You were perfect,” Iresponded instead. That worked. “I owe you a sexual fantasy.”
Fox laughed again. “I’ll keep thatin mind, if I come up with a fun one. Most of mine are fleeting.”
“We could do more than one,”I suggested hopefully. “I need more practice.”
