I pull off him, his cock wet from my mouth, and I crawl up his lithe body. His legs fall from my shoulders, and he spreads them, trembling hands pulling them into his chest. I see it then, my tail inside of him. It is the most delicious sight.
I wish to replace it with my cock.
“Please. I’m…I’m desperate,” he sobs.
My mind fills with the sight of myself rutting into him, filling him with my seed as if I am watching it happen in real time.
I know what he wants, but part of me wonders if it will really fit. But I do know that Everest and Rathyn have managed with oyen, and this is what Dante has consumed, so I pull out of him, and my hard length pushes further from my slit, dripping and pulsing, the ridges angry and raised.
They ache to be squeezed, to be rubbed.
Hovering, I stare down at him. His eyes are open, and his hand reaches out and cups my cheek.
“Please, Cielo,” he moans. “Don’t make me beg anymore.”
I cannot deny him. I place my wet cockhead at his entrance and thrust my hips forward, gently, softly, not wanting to hurt him, but his body opens for me. His hole widens, swallowing the entirety of me, allowing me all the way in.
My claws are out now, digging into the couch. It will be destroyed soon, but it cannot be helped. I am drunk on his cum, feral from the scent of my Dante. I feel as if I am going into a rut.
He gasps when I am fully seated inside of him, my body wanting to thrust even further, to expand and breed him, but I do not. He is a human. He has no eggs.
So instead, I let my body move, his hands holding onto my shoulders as I fuck into him. His face below me is painted with pleasure, his groans and cries a song to my ears.
He comes again, his cock pulsing that delicious cum on his stomach. But I do not stop to swallow it up. I will partake when he is fully satisfied.
I continue to thrust into him, taking him harder, faster, until the couch is pounding against the wall.
He comes again. And again. And again. His abdomen and chest are covered in his spill. I lean down and lick up what I can and then let my lips skate up his neck to the small pulse there. I suck on it, feeling his body tense, and his cock erupts once more.
The urge to sink my teeth into his flesh is almost impossible to resist, but I keep my fangs to myself and breathe through it, and eventually the feeling passes.
“Dante,” I say when I have control, and he groans, which makes me fuck into him harder.
“Cielo. Yes. Yes.”
I feel him clench around me, and something deep and possessive moves through me. My fangs skate over his skin again. I want to mark him as mine. I can feel his pleasure as if it is my own. I can feel each pass of my cock through his sensitive walls.
He moans loudly, and then I see it clearly as I did before—my teeth marks etched in his skin. But I did not imagine it this time. Those visions are coming from him.
The thought of keeping him forever has my cock rippling and releasing. Dante gasps at the sensation, my orgasm rattling my teeth and making my eyes roll into the back of my head.
It is violent, feral, as if I’ve regressed into our ancestors, uncontrolled and wild.
I thrust harder and harder, watching as Dante crests again and again, the two of us caught in a vicious cycle. Our moans and cries surround us, winding around our chests and pulling us together. I am nothing more than a shaking, trembling creature.
When we finally come down from it, my seed completely expelled, I feel weak, but the scent of his cum on his skin is too much to resist. I pull out of him, replacing his gaping, wet hole with my tail once more, and I get to work. I lick and lap at him, tasting the now-cool cum on his body.
It is reminiscent of what he’s been bringing me daily.
Has he?—
The thought disappears as he guides my mouth back to his cock.
And once more, I break my oath to myself and to those far superior to me. I suck until the moon is out and Dante is finally relieved from the hold of the herbs.
It is then that I rest my head on his belly and curl up around him, feeling much like I had when I drank that clear liquid earlier.
Drunk on cum. On him.
