He hummed. “I have two cocks, Vivian.”
My brow creased in confusion. I was looking atonejutting from between his hips. “Where’s the other one?” As if I didn’t feel inexperienced enough already. My face flushed warm with a mixture of embarrassment and arousal.
His eyes were unblinking. “It’s up to you if you take them one at a time or together.” As he explained, he tightened his fist, pulling the black vine-like sheath backward. It gathered in a textured ring around his base. What had appeared to be one piece separated into two.
“I—I—” All the boldness drained from my body. I didn’t know what I was doing with one normal penis! How was I supposed to please a man with two?!
“You don’t have to answer now,” he reassured, getting to his knees and crawling over me. His cocks brushed up my inner leg as he ascended my body. “I just want you to know that I amveryhappy to fulfill your fantasies with every inch of my body. This is a part of me for you to use as you please.”
I gulped. “What did I say about you being more than a tool to be used?”
His head dipped to my breasts—sucking, nibbling, licking. “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure I use you too. Becausefuck, I crave you, Viv. You’re making mefeelthings. It’s addictive. How badly I need you is terrifying, but I want more if it means I can experience every part of your mind, body, and soul.”
My heart was racing. Adrenaline pumped through me and I couldn’t decide if it was fear or arousal. Why were they so intermixed for me? I knew I wanted more. I wantedeverything. But what if I couldn’t handle “everything”? What if I was bad at this? What if I ruined whatever magic was between us by being inexperienced? Was my body good enough? WasIgoodenough?
“What are you thinking?” The voids of his eyes bored down at me, and I gazed back into their endless abyss.
“I’m scared.”
“Good scared? Or bad scared?”
“I don’t know. I’ve never felt this way before. I’ve never… Theo, I haven’t done much. At all.Twice. And both times felt wrong and confusing. I don’t want to feel that way with you.”
“I won’t let it feel that way,” he nuzzled his forehead into my shoulder, rough horns pushing into my skin. “Do you want to be in control?”
I quickly shook my head. “No. I don’t know what I’m doing. I want you to lead.”
He pushed himself up, the side of his mouth pulling into a smile, and he hummed pleasantly. “I’m happy to hold all the power, darling. You just need to tell me what you do and don’t enjoy. I’ll do the rest.”
I nodded. “What if I do something you don’t like? Will you tell me?”
He chuckled darkly. “You’re worried about my enjoyment?” He traced a thumb over my bottom lip and gripped my inner thigh. “I promise to make itabundantly clearjust how much I love defiling your sacred body.”
That was exactly what I needed to hear. I was relieved he wasn’t hesitating or tiptoeing around his words when I confessed I was nervous. It made me trust him that much more. I wanted to be fucked by Theo in whatever way was real and raw for him. I was tough, I could take it. I wanted to take it so badly. I wanted him to rail me with the same overpowering urgency as he’d eaten me out with. I could be torn apart and still safe within Theo’s arms.
“I’m ready.” I spread my legs to give him more space to slide between my hips.
“Oh, darling, you didn’t think I’d rush this, did you?” His arms wrapped around me. “Come here, Little Goddess. It’s time for you to be fucked properly.”
Theo
I crashed my lips into hers, rolling us onto our sides in the grass. Vivian gasped for air between starving kisses, breathing life back into me with every exhale. My chest rumbled, revealing just how much I was enjoying her taste. When she moaned in return, my purr turned into a hungry growl. My hands had minds of their own. Petting. Groping. Exploring.
My tongue searched for hers. When she bit down on it, I paused. An objection? Maybe she was responding the same way a scared beast may nip? But then she moaned again, and her blackberry sweetness intensified.
She likes to bite. Wild little thing.
I would have loved to return the favor, but my sharpening teeth would shred her tender tongue. It was small, soft. Nothing like mine as it wrestled into her mouth.
Vivian tried to lift a leg over my hip, but our size difference made it difficult. Arching my back, I grabbed her calf with one of my lower arms, holding her bent knee in place so my cocks could press against her pussy the way she was seeking while we kissed. The textured ring of my withdrawn sheath rested against her clit. She made a noise—cute, heady—and rubbed against the pressure. I gripped her ass and pulled her against me in tandem,loving the way she was marking me with her bittersweet essence before I even entered her.
Baptizing me in her bliss.
“That feels so good,” she murmured against my lips. Her eyes were closed. Her brows slanted. Her breaths shuttered.
“That’s a good girl, telling me what she likes,” I praised, wanting to encourage the habit. “Does your needy clit crave friction?”
“Mhm,” she whined.
