“Khala…” he exhaled, pressing his lips to the side of my thigh for a moment.
I understood his hesitation. I’d seen his monster cock. But I had hope.
“What if I hurt you?” he asked with horror etched on his face.
“What if you don’t?” I echoed, rising on my elbows. “Don’t underestimate me, darling. I’m bigger than I look.”
He chuckled, pulling himself up to kiss my face.
“Princess or not, you’re still a wild thing, aren't you?”
“Maybe I’ve always been a little wild inside? You’re just the only one who managed to finally bring it out in me.” I smiled, slipping my hand between us and reaching for his cock. “Let’s at least try, shall we?”
“Khala.” His expression turned serious. “I’m always hard as a rock around you. I…I don’t know if I can stay in control.”
He was right. His cock felt hard as granite in my fingers, and I knew he could come many times a night.
“Let me take the edge off for you then,” I offered.
It was my turn to slide between his legs now, and I did so eagerly, fisting his cock in my hand. Massive, dark-green, with the precious ring on it, and glistening with the gemstone bead of his seed at the very tip, it was a sight to behold.
I tentatively circled the bulbous head with my tongue, making Grat groan and roll to his back in surrender.
“I’m sorry, I’m not very good at this,” I said apologetically.
My late husband only came to my bed with the single purpose of impregnating me. As such, he didn’t waste time on any activities that wouldn’t lead to that. And with Reizon… He must’ve known I’d bite his cock off if he tried to shove it down my throat, so he never even tried that.
“It’s my first time,” I confessed.
He lifted his head to catch my gaze.
“Sweetheart,” he drawled. “With me, you couldn’t be bad even if you tried, no matter what you do to me. You could use my cock to roll out dough for dumplings, and I would still come, panting, and screaming, and begging for more.”
I laughed, feeling relieved.
“Hm…” I slid my hand up and down his thick length. “Come to think of it, this would make a great rolling pin. It certainly has the necessary girth and weight to it.” I tossed his cock left and right between my hands, teasing.
“Urgh.” He threw his head back, digging his feet into the mattress, and gritted through his teeth, “Keep playing with it, you little vixen.”
The vibrating growls in his deep voice made my inner muscles clench with need. I dragged my tongue up and down his cock, then swirled it around its thick head again. Opening my mouth as wide as I could, I fit the tip between my teeth and wrapped my lips around it.
He groaned louder, his breathing growing harder. I closed my teeth around his cock a little too hard. He gasped, his hips bucking. His shaft jerked up to my throat, then throbbed, filling my mouth with his release.
His bright green shimmering seed ran out of the corners of my mouth and down my chin. I gulped and lapped at it, but I couldn’t possibly swallow it all.
Then he stretched with a long, contented moan.
“Come here.” He grabbed me under my arms and hauled me up his body to him.
“We made a mess.” I giggled, wiping my mouth with my forearm.
“We sure did.” He grinned before kissing me. “And we’ll make it even more messy by the time the day is over.”
“Can’t wait to have you inside me,” I murmured against his lips.
He gave me a penetrating look. “Are you sure you want to do it?”
“Will you stop if I ask you to? I mean in case it proves to be too much for me?” I asked him in turn.
