He starts to move, his mouth and tail fucking me in tandem, and I grow wild from it. My legs wrap around his head, holding him to me as I fuck my hips up, the sensation of him sliding in and out of my wet hole making me delirious with need.
“More! More!” I nearly scream as his tail moves in further, my body continuing to open up for him.
A hum moves from his body to mine, and I grab on to his ears, riding him, our bodies a mess of spit and cum. And when I roll us over, my body straddling his, he lets me. My fingers grab on to the headboard as I fuck his face, his tail still inside of me, making me frenzied.
I’m sweating, crying, my body needing more.
I want to be bred. I want his seed to fill me. I want to grow full from it.
I feel the wet brush of his cock against my leg as I move, and I know he likes this as much as I do. That he’s lost control just like me.
When I meet his gaze, he looks half-drunk beneath me, his lips spread wide as he continues to swallow me down.
Everything is shaking, aching with need. I want nothing more than to lean back and sit on his dick. Fuck being safe, fuckall of it. I just want him to fuck me. I want that big, ribbed cock inside of me.
Breeding me.
But a small rational voice tells me not to. I don’t want his cum to melt my insides, so I wisely refrain.
Fuck, but I want it. Want to feel each cord on his cock slipping past my rim, barreling so far inside of me that it feels endless. I gasp when another orgasm is pulled from me, and Rathyn hums around my length as I fill his throat and stomach with my release.
And then another. And another.
When I finally feel myself come down from it all, the herbs wearing off, I sag slightly, my dick still in his mouth, his lips and tongue still working me for more. Greedy as always.
I shake and shiver from the intensity of it, everything sore and tingling with pleasure.
“I think—” my voice is hoarse from screaming, “—I’m done.”
He hums again, and then his mouth slips off me, his eyes slightly glazed, his ears folded slightly.
“Oh god,” I murmur as his tail flicks inside of me, pulling out slowly. My hole aches in the best way, still open and wanting more.
But Rathyn was right to say no to that. We don’t know if it’s safe.
I fall to his side, his leaking cock still pushed from his body. It’s dripping and pulsing slightly.
Something inside of me stirs.
I want to watch him come, want to watch him lose control. My hand reaches between us, and my fingers curl around his length. His eyes flutter slightly, and I rest my head on his chest, hearing the wild thumping of his hearts against my ear.
It doesn’t take long for his release to barrel through him. I hear the high-pitched hum emanate from his body and thena frantic shudder as his cock explodes. His cum splashes onto his chest, hitting my face and mouth. My tongue peeks out, and without thinking, I bring it into my mouth.
It’s an earthy taste, something pleasing to my tongue.
I push more inside, sliding my fingers into my mouth and swallowing it.
And it’s only when I come down from the high of feeling him experience such pleasure that I realize what I did.
“Oh fuck,” I murmur.
“What is wrong, my precious Everest?” he asks, his voice lazy and worn.
I lean up on shaking arms, and his gaze catches on the cum lingering on my face and lips.
“Everest,” he gasps, his body perking up slightly. “Did you drink it?”
“Might have swallowed some,” I rasp, and he’s rolling off the bed, his cock retracting inside of him as he squares his shoulders.
