My mind is still somewhere in the stratosphere, and my words will surely fail me, but I want to care for him, too. I splash some water on his stomach and rub my hand down his groin, cleaning the mixture of us off his cock and thighs.
He chuckles and runs his fingers through my hair. “I was worried I’d fucked you catatonic.”
“You did,” I slur, splashing him again.
“You’re lucky I didn’t lose control,” he says with a secretive smile.
“We’ll work up to it.” I blink up at him slowly. “Speaking ofworking up to it, how big are you when you’re…”
He scowls at me. “When I’m in my true form?”
I nod.
“You’d never survive it, Kitty.”
“Try me,” I mutter as I bite my lip.
He lowers himself into the water and pulls me into his lap. Then, his body begins to shift. It starts with his chest and shoulders. The bones pop as he widens in all directions. Then his hips and thighsgrow and flex. I look down to see his semi-flaccid cock swelling beneath my pussy.
His face elongates and takes on the reptilian features until he’s fully transformed. Fifteen feet tall, with a soft-chub nearly the length of a baseball bat and the circumference of a two-liter soda bottle.
“I would split my poor mate in half,” he growls.
I grab him with both hands and pull his head out of the water. It’s so enormous I can’t believe it’s real. Just to be sure, I lick along the underside of his frenulum.
His clawed hand comes around my middle and he snarls. “Caitlin, I would kill you.”
I wrap my arms around him, squishing the armor plating between my breasts as I lick him again. His cock swells and he growls deep in his chest like a purr. I straighten my spine and slide along his shaft as my butt presses down on his knot and massive balls.
“Fine,” he snarls as he bares his teeth. “You want me to use you like a fuck sock, I will.”
Bastian wraps his fist around me and his cock, squeezing hard. I gasp as I’m pressed flush against him, crossing my legs over his pubic mound.
He pulls me up his shaft and I lick him all the way, running my tongue through his slit at the top. Bastian makes a noise I can’t describe, but is undeniably animalistic pleasure. He gets harder in my grip, growing another three inches in girth and pushing my breasts apart.
I slide back down him into the water, opening my mouth and tonguing his shaft as I drop. He watches me with feral intensity, hisorange glowing eyes nearly swallowed by blown pupils. Up he pulls and I cover him in saliva, reducing the friction between my breasts.
My clit is sensitive, but the drag of it over his smooth shaft has my hips rotating forward for more. He leers, his split tongue rolling over his sharp teeth as he pulls me down again. He squeezes harder, increasing his speed.
“I’m going to cover your pretty face,” he groans.
“I want you to,” I moan as I shamelessly rub myself against him.
His other fist bites into the stones of the pool, cracking them easily. His thighs flex and he curls forward, his abs trembling. The water sloshes around us as he slides me over his cock with vigor. I’m pinned, unable to escape him and the near-painful orgasm he’s forcing upon me. I cinch my eyes shut and throw my head back as the sensations mount.
“My mate,” he moans. “Give me my favorite sound.”
My raw throat aches as I scream out his name. Bastian roars, like the sound of a dozen lions, and his cock hardens, the knot ballooning below me. Hot cum splatters my face and the water around me. His pace slows and another spurt of his caramel flavored cum hits my chest and chin. Finally, he slows, and a gentle ooze of him spills out over my arms.
I wipe the cum out of my eyes and lick my lips, enjoying the sensation of being completely covered in him. When I look up, he’s panting hard, each breath fogging the air.
I run my tongue over his head, capturing more of the sweet, sticky cream. Bastian shudders, his fist tightening around my middle as he closes his eyes.
“You.”
I wait for him to go on, but it doesn’t seem like he can.
“I…what?”
