My body is softer than the last time we were together. My chest is swollen, my middle still soft from Maribel. Christian takes me in, that look of lust and desire never leaving. My body might change but Christian’s desire for me has not.
I stand up, pushing Christian back slightly so I can get myself out of my pants. Christian stands as well, stopping my hands. He leans up in order to run his mouth over my jaw as his hands get to work getting me out of my pants.
I let him take control of the situation. In everything I do, I always have to be the one in charge, the one to know everything. It feels so good to let Christian be the one to do that here, whenit’s just the two of us. He can take control. He can take care of me when it comes to this.
Once I’m completely naked, Christian nudges me back. I crawl onto the bed, lying back against my pillow. Christian is still completely clothed and that difference makes a shiver run through me. I’m at his mercy in the best possible way.
“You are beautiful,” Christian says, his voice shaky. He gets onto the bed, crawling between my thighs. His hands grip my inner thighs, pushing my legs open. His hands are so tanned compared to how platinum white my skin is.
“Christian,” I breathe out as his eyes wander my body. My cock is rock hard and my ass is so slick it’s starting to grow uncomfortable. I want him to do something. I want him to doanything.
“I want to make you feel so good, Ghenie. Can I do that?”
“Yes. Please, Christian. Come on.”
Christian leans down, taking the tip of my cock between his lips. I bite my bottom lip, keeping myself from crying out at the warm sensation of his mouth. He slowly pushes himself down before pulling back up.
“Use your tail between your legs,” he tells me. “Get yourself nice and ready for me. Can you do that for me?”
“Yes,” I say with a sharp gasp as he goes down on my cock again. He runs his tongue over the bumps on the side. His hand goes just under my dick and I remember that humans have balls under theirs. I don’t have the same type of anatomy but it still feels nice, the way he presses against the skin there.
I bring my tail to my ass, wedging just the tip into my wet hole. I carefully wiggle it into myself, making it as thin as possible at first before slowly widening it more and more. I toss my head back against my pillow, letting out a gasp of pleasure.
“Christian,” I say, reaching down and running my fingers through his messy brown hair. “I can’t keep going.”
“Come for me,” he says before licking the tip of my cock. “This won’t be the last time, it’s okay. Let me taste you, Ghenie.”
He sucks my cock, his eyes never leaving my face. It feels so good but it’s also so intimate, the way he is watching me as he pleasures me. My tail rubs against that sweet spot inside of me. I cover my mouth as I come, careful to keep myself as quiet as possible despite the way I want to cry out in pleasure.
Christian continues to suck me through it, drinking down every last drop of my cum before he’s finally popping off my cock. He crawls over my body, resting himself against me. He presses kisses against my face, murmuring how sexy that was, how it made him feel good to see me come.
One of the most beautiful things about having sex with Christian is that for just a little while, the voices inside my head go quiet. Tears spring to my eyes at the blissfulness of silence. I can still feel my connection with my people and I know the Ancestors are still there but just for a moment, they arequiet.
My hips move up, thrusting against Christian. That’s when I realize he’s still fully clothed.
“Christian,” I whisper, pulling his face away from my throat. “Get naked. Please. I need to feel you. I need your skin against my own. I need you inside of me. Please. Own me. All of me.”
Christian ducks down and kisses my lips instead. He’s the one person I cannot tell what to do. He is not someone I need to lead. He’s my partner. He is my equal. By the Ancestors, I have missed him.
His tongue tastes like my spend and that makes my stomach tighten in pleasure. My ass is dripping down onto the sheets beneath me with how turned on I am. It’s all too much and yet, I am prepared to beg for more. I want it all, everything Christian is willing to give me so long as he promises to actually do it and not leave me begging forever.
My tail continues to slowly fuck my soaked hole because he hasn’t told me to stop yet. His mouth ravages my mouth, leaving me breathless. My cock is already perking up once more despite having only come just a moment before. With Christian, I feel as though I will never get enough.
Christian’s mouth moves to my jaw once more, nipping and sucking a mark into my skin. Then he moves lower, kneeling between my thighs. He stops to kiss each of my nipples. Then his teeth skim my stomach. He licks my cock once in a teasing fashion and then just like that, he is gone.
“Christian,” I call out with a whine.
“Let me get naked.”
“Pruist, please. I need you.”
Christian begins taking off his clothes but he tilts his head in question. “I know you like calling me that. You finally gonna tell me what that word means?”
I’ve been calling Christianpruistfor years. I bite my bottom lip for a moment before nodding. He deserves to know the truth.
“It’s a type of flower. It has big purple leaves around it and a bulb of thorns in the middle. If you are careful and can pull the shell away from the thorny bulb, you will find nectar sweeter than you have ever tasted.” I hold out my hand for him when he’s finally naked. “Just like you.”
Christian crawls back into place between my thighs. His skin is so hot against my own that I suck in a sharp breath, overwhelmed with the feel of him. He runs a finger over my cheek.
