I couldn’t speak, half-thrilled, half-anxious about what was going to happen. Inkiri nudged my feet apart with his, his claws sheathed, then he sank to his knees and drew me with him. I ended up sitting on his lap, my ass facing him, his knees between mine. He supported my upper body with a hand in the center of my chest, and with his other hand on my hips, he controlled my lower body.
And that was just fine with me, especially when I felt the slickness of his cock against my butt cheeks.
Inkiri thrummed happily, but he adjusted me so that his cock was rubbing over my taint instead, the bulbous tip brushing against my balls. It was an altogether different, gasp-worthy sensation, and his wandering fingers managed to stroke my nipple even as he held me pretty tightly. My knees were sliding over the carpet, opening wider to allow him access to…everything. All of me.
I made a low keening noise when he tilted my hips and his cockhead slipped upward, straining for my hole.
“Mmh.” He sounded pleased, and I was there for it, loving being the center of his attention.
For a while, I just ground against Inkiri’s self-lubing cock as his hands guided me. It was good, even if my leg muscles were straining to keep up and my composure was slipping. Between gasps, I started making strangled howling noises, but I couldn’t help myself. I loved how he directed me.
“Now relax.” Inkiri pulled me more firmly into his lap, the hand from my hips traveling down to my ass. “Let me be inside you.”
“Yes. Please. Now.” I mean, I had been clear about that, hadn’t I?
Inkiri chuckled. “Always so eager, but you need to relax for me first.”
He drew circles around my hole with his fingertips, making it clear exactly which part needed to do the relaxing. I concentrated, and his fingers slipped inside, slicked by his own lube. There was a moment there where he withdrew to get more slick from his cock, and I thought this was it, the thing I wanted for the rest of all time. None of it was just about the sex; it was all about being with him.
I knew I’d get him for the rest of time since the mate call had bound us together, fusing our very lives together, blood and bone, or whatever that voice in my head had said about it. That was perfect. I’d be my best mated self, and I’d do my utmost to be as little of an embarrassment and burden to Inkiri as possible, which should have been easy considering trophy mate status was still the ideal I was striving for.
Deep down inside of me, I wanted him to look at me and think, I’m proud of him. He makes my life better.
“I love you,” I said between gasps and moans.
It was inadequate. I didn’t think love normally went this deep. What we had was magic that had drawn us together, and two worlds that had collided to actually allow us to meet. That was more than love, but I didn’t know what else to call it.
“Mmm.” Inkiri scissored his fingers inside me to get my ring to stretch for him. “Sadir. I love you too. So much. My precious mate.”
He dipped forward and licked my neck, following it with a nipping bite that made me shiver.
That small shiver turned into a full-body sensation a heartbeat later, my hole quivering with anticipation. Inkiri growled, his fingers still moving in and out of me to make sure his cock’s lubrication was all over me. Finally, he pulled me up with him.
My legs were shaky when he spun me around to face him, and I probably had a stupid, needy look on my face. Not that I cared. I cared about how he looked at me: hungry and willing, as if I were everything. I felt my insides hum with joy. We had done this before, but our connection had never felt this deep.
I paid it no more mind when Inkiri bent down and whispered in my ear, “Lean on my shoulders so I can lift you.”
“You sure?” Really, he was probably just telling me to let me know what he was about to do. He was remarkably in shape.
He swept me off my feet, a small, mischievous smile on his face. “So sure.”
My arms circled his neck, my cheek brushing against the base of one of his horns. He huffed with amusement as he waited for me to adjust. He had my knees over his arms, supporting the small of my back with his hands.
I looked down at myself, spread open and in a pretty vulnerable position held above the ground. Well, above his cock, which was flushed, leaking, and straining toward me. I tightened my grip on him, but he was already lowering his arms and me with them until I was looking up at his face.
He grinned at me. “I won’t drop you. You can relax. You have to to take my cock.”
“Well…this is a first. For me. Not the relaxing. Although…who knows? You know what I mean.”
His clicks came out along with a low purr. “You have chosen me above all others. Only me.”
His eyes burned with passion. I relaxed like he’d told me to, eagerly submitting to his desire.
It didn’t take long for me to feel his cockhead nudge at my entrance, and strangely, the moment I felt him there, it was even easier to let go. After all, I wanted him, wanted to feel him.
With my own weight doing most of the work, I sank down on Inkiri’s cock. He made a pleased purring sound as he slipped past my ring and deeper, and I moaned at the feel of him, the sharp bite of being stretched, the waves of desire as he filled me.
He took his time, pausing so his cock could make me all slippery. That was good, gave me time to adjust, to savor every bit of this pleasure.
