I know this is a depraved, lewd thing, but come on, we drink goat milk, for example. Isn’t that far more perverted? At least Caliane’s stuff is made for, well, people. All right, humans, which I’m not. Oh, who cares.
“If you want to.”
She sounds apprehensive, and I don’t wait for her to change her mind. She stopped shaking and is warm now, so I let go of her and dive under the covers, instantly finding a soft, warm breast with my mouth. I lick it, breathing in. It smells sweet, like milk and woman, and I shudder with pleasure. A voice of hesitation tries to speak in the back of my head, but I shut it up.
I’ve suckled her nipples plenty when she wasn’t nursing. This is hardly different.
“Oh!”
Her back arches when I pull her nipple into my mouth and suck, my hands roaming down to her ass, where they stop for a squeeze. Nothing comes out the first time, and I lick the nipple a few times, then try again. This time, sweetness coats my tongue, and Caliane writhes, moaning in pleasure mixed with distress.
“I’m far too sensitive!”
Yeah, and I know exactly what to do to keep her happy without sacrificing any of this. I suckle again, pulling more milk, and slide a finger inside her, where she’s hot and wet for me. She keens, her muscles contracting, and I search in the dark, soon finding her clit. I spread her wetness over it and rub, working her tit in a steady rhythm. This is heaven. It’s warm, sweet, perfect. My cock pulses with need, but I’m patient. The longer we wait, the more cum I’ll have to breed my queen.
Fuck, if she gets pregnant soon, she’ll have milk again. Yes, Ihave tobreed her. Precum trickles out of my tip, and I groan when the flow of milk slows. I think I’ve drunk it all, but mylarunahas two tits, doesn’t she?
“Arvi!”
Is this a protest? I don’t care. I let go of her empty breast and latch on to the other, dipping inside her with two fingers for more slick. I can’t even think about the possibility that she might take me whole. Three fingers it is. I stretch her a moment, pulling milk from her nipple, then go back to teasing her clit. She shakes, gurgling incomprehensible words as her fingers press into my scalp, holding me to her.
This is warm and dark, like a nest. I never want to leave this cocoon of pleasure, skin sliding against skin, sweetness filling my mouth, her moans that grow progressively louder until she chokes on her breath, shuddering in release.
The milk stops flowing, only the smallest droplets coming through, and her breasts feel soft and empty. I pull away with a sigh of disappointment.
“If we do that often, you’ll make more?” I ask, stretching her pussy with three fingers again in the hope that she might take me.
“Y-yes.” She pants, her dark hair strewn all over my pillows in a lovely mess. I grin, showing off all my teeth. I saw the marks Raduna gave her yesterday, and I think I want to bite her breast, but not tonight.
“Good. Did you like it?”
She nods breathlessly, and I lean in to kiss her, sharing the last traces of her sweetness with her. My queen sighs with pleasure, putting her languid arms around me, but of course, we aren’t done.
“Are you warm enough? I need you uncovered for the next part.”
“I’m hot. What next part?”
I throw the blanket off her with a flourish and reach for the crystal cock. Caliane’s eyes widen, and she hums, seeming a bit tense. I open my bedside table and grab our sex oil.
“What’s that face?” I ask as I uncap the bottle, and she watches my movements with slight apprehension. “Don’t you want to fit me, sweet? I thought you were my brave girl practicing with this nice little toy.”
She huffs with annoyance and sticks out her tongue. “If you must know, I see I’ve miscalculated. Yours is bigger.”
I look down. Fuck, it’s a miracle I’m still conscious.
“You’re right,” I confirm. “I’ve never been harder in my life, and getting hard makes it bigger. I can think about sad things to make it a bit limp, but once I get inside you, nothing will help it.”
She snuffles out a laugh. “No. Just—get to work.”
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Arvi doesn’t need to be told twice. He coats the toy in the oil as I spread my legs open, still warm and tingly with the aftershocks of my orgasm. The reddish firelight paints his smooth skin in warm highlights and shadows, and I watch him as he gives himself to the task, his brow furrowed. My knight is so focused on getting it right, and it makes my heart swell with affection.
“Let’s see now.”
He lays the oiled toy on top of my belly, as if to see how deep it might go. It reaches past my navel, and Arvi nods with satisfaction, then pulls it away and shuffles until his cock rests on top of my belly. I glance down and instantly away.Waypast my navel. It’s thick, too. The thickest of my men.
