“Sadir, that makes me so happy, especially since I cannot get enough of all of you. I love getting you to come in my mouth so I can savor you, but barbing and holding you afterward, while your body relaxes and clenches around my cock…” He shivered. “It’s pure bliss. And when your skin heats and changes color, it makes my heart leap in my chest every time. I know I did that to you, and it’s exhilarating.”
That was a lot to take in, and I didn’t say anything as we made it to the landing and walked down the hallway to the guest room. I hadn’t paid a lot of attention to the layout of the house before, but Inkiri knew his way around. He’d probably been here before, when they’d first met and helped Donna.
He pulled me across the threshold of a corner room with a queen bed in it, wooden beams exposed and stark against the whitewashed walls and ceiling. The cream blankets and bed linens softened everything, and there were pale pink pillows on a small cream-colored pullout couch that brightened the room and made it cheery.
I thought we’d end up on the bed—or that I would. Getting ravished by my bagu husband was the best, especially when I got to lie on something soft for it, but Inkiri had other ideas. He closed the door, then pushed me back against it.
“There is something I read in the romance novel downstairs that I would like to try, if you’re willing.”
I swallowed. “Are we… We’re not roleplaying, are we?” I could do random shrubbery, but I had no idea if I could be a sexy server at a diner asking if Inkiri wanted extra cream with his cherry pie. Not that I had a server fantasy or anything like that. I’d never imagined being a server about to be ravished by a sexy yet darkly seductive customer, horned or otherwise. Never ever. Nope.
He chuckled. “I read about that too, but no. I want to hold you in my arms while you take me inside you. Carry you while you writhe in pleasure around me. Would you be willing to try?”
I glanced at the bed, then up at him. “You can hold me, right? I mean, I know you can. Right?”
Inkiri bent his head, crowding into my space, and I could hear him breathe, hear his thrumming purr.
“I can, sweet thing. And I’d like to show you that I can. Will you let me? Please?”
My cock was bobbing in my loose pants, on board with this scenario even before news of such enthusiasm could pass through the brain to my mouth.
“Y-yeah, okay.”
“Okay,” Inkiri said, and then he took charge, just the way I liked.
He started by tilting my chin up so he had access to my throat and neck. I briefly wondered where my scarf and brooch had gone, but I was pretty sure Inkiri had been keeping them for me, so I let the thought go and focused on his rough tongue, slowly exploring and tasting me. It made me shiver, but at the same time, my skin heated up with the intimacy of his attention.
My eyelids were growing heavy, but when I blinked lazily, I saw Inkiri’s beautiful horns close to my face, and at one point, I was pretty sure he angled his head so that his right horn was brushing over my cheek. I didn’t mind it. I trusted him.
As he kissed me, one hand traveled down my back to my ass, and he squeezed, then rubbed my butt cheeks through the soft fabric of my pants.
Soon I was breathless and desperate, soft moans pouring from my mouth.
“Ink…”
Inkiri pulled back and cradled the back of my head with one hand. I was already a gasping mess, but he looked at me as if I were…more. I didn’t understand what had him convinced of that. The focus in his eyes, the impossible love I could see written all over his face, it scared me. It seemed too much for me, a gift too precious when I had so very little to give in return.
I reached up and cupped his head. My thumb brushed over the pointy tip of his left ear, and I felt his braid there. I wanted his lips though. I dragged his head down to me, and he gave in, fusing our lips in a rush and showing me just how good a kisser he had become in such a short time.
He got the pressure just right, and the way he ran his teeth over my bottom lip excited me. Inkiri timed it with the movement of his hand down to my pants. His other hand had never left my ass, and my shoulders were still pressed against the door. I was completely at his mercy, but I wanted that. I loved it so much.
While his rough tongue stroked over my own, Inkiri worked my pants open, then used both hands to push them down to my thighs. My cock ached for his touch, his mouth, frankly, whatever he wanted to give, but he didn’t give me anything, only a quick, cursory tug on my balls.
I groaned into his mouth, frustrated, and he had the audacity to chuckle.
“It’s so easy with you, every time, sweet thing. I touch you, kiss you, and you surrender. It makes me want to rub my scent all over you and leave my bite marks on your neck. It makes me want to be inside you and have your cock in my mouth so I can taste you at the same time.”
I huffed. “I’m not that flexible.”
He laughed, rocked back slightly on his paw feet, and focused entirely on getting all my clothes off. There weren’t a lot of them—just the soft pants and shirt, not even underwear, and those shoes I was wearing instead of my socks.
He flicked and squeezed my nipple, clicking softly, and smiled when I sucked in air through gritted teeth. Happy to have my attention, he quickly stripped, though he was wearing a full set of his usual black clothing, complete with his belt sash and everything. A beam of sunlight caught on one of the green stones in his friendship bracelet.
I had a moment of pure wonder when he stood in front of me, muscular chest bare and not a trace of nipples there, his bulbous cock straining as if it couldn’t wait to be inside me. It was gloriously slick already.
Inkiri ran a hand through my hair, his touch tender, and I became aware that I’d been staring at that cock. It was a monster cock in terms of the sheer size of it, and there was no denying that. Frankly, I was a bit incredulous about how that thing had fit inside of me, but it had—more than once. And more than that, I’d liked it. I wanted it again.
“I need to make sure you’re ready first,” Inkiri said, then he spun me around so I was facing the door with my back to him.
