If her pussy became more accommodating once relaxed, that opened some options for us in the future. But for now, I was enthralled as a mixture of our essences helped me slide in smoothly. She let out a little moan and touched her clit, rubbing two fingers in circles as she watched her body take me.
“Do you want me to play with that while you recover?” I asked.
“Mhm.” She removed her hand so that pretty pink button was available to me.
Not long after I started touching her, she began to roll her hips gently. Maybe signaling she was ready to get going again. But I waited, listening to the rain on the roof and watching reverently as my goddess rode my cock. I’d never felt closer to a greater power. The lanternlight silhouetted her body, a faint glow catching the small hairs of her body, creating a halo of radiance. She was everything holy in the world.
“Will you take me like you did before, Theo?”
“Did you like that, darling?”
“It was incredible.”
“Well then…” I rolled us over so she was under me again. “Hold tight, Little Goddess.”
My hands gripped her curves, pulled fistfuls of her hair, held her legs around my waist as I pumped into her. We were a tangle of limbs and fluids. I wasn’t sure where my body stopped and hers began. She bit into my shoulder to muffle her cries as she came, and I tilted my head into hers affectionately.Bitey, feisty, noisy little thing.And I cherished her so much for it. Her spirit was vast and unbridled. That liveliness was everything Ineeded; someone to crawl into the pit of nothingness with me and decorate the walls with vibrant colors.
The torrent of rain drowned out her weakening moans. Her jaw unclenched from my shoulder. She nestled her warm face into the crook of my neck and sighed contently. This time, as the contracting of her pussy subsided, it didn’t begin tensing for another climb towards ecstasy.
I’d wrung every drop of energy from her like a good Quadmos male.
“Viv, darling, I’m about to come again, alright? And then you get to go to sleep.”
She hummed sleepily. “Please.” Her arms wrapped around my neck as she nestled herself within my hold.
As I cradled her against my body, a wave of every emotion I’d repressed over the last decade crashed through me. The grief. The rage. The hunger. The thirst. The desire. It was all hers to hold. All those feelings, needs, and yearnings set my soul ablaze. My blood pounded in my ears, reminding me I was alive. This was a rapture. At the center of the fallout was this beautiful life force with red hair and pale blue eyes, telling me that I was allowed to feel.
Overwhelmed and crumbling to pieces, I roared along with a crack of thunder as my body released into hers. My heart was bursting, and I clung onto her for dear life as I came undone.
I tumbled to the side, keeping her clutched to my chest, this time I held her thighs tightly around my hips so I didn’t slip out. I needed to feel this close forever.
Vivian lay splayed across my chest, humming contently with her eyes closed. Ruined and lovely. I reached over the edge of the bed until my hands found a fallen fur to spread over us.
Swaddled with all four arms wrapped around her, adoration filled my chest. I stared at the top of her head as my lids got heavy.
We fell asleep as one.
Vivian
“Good morning.” The deep lull of Theo’s voice greeted me as I stirred awake.
I didn’t know it was possible to feel so exhausted and so unbelievably light at the same time. There wasn’t an ounce of tension left in my body. I felt like a blob—a sleepy, satisfied blob. I thought I might melt into the mattress if Theo weren’t laying directly under me.
I peeled my cheek off his chest and propped my head up to stare at him through my lashes. His eyes were dark, but not quite black. Two hands folded behind his head, the other two traced their textured fingertips up and down my bare spine. I’d never woken up in someone’s arms before. Was it always so pleasant?
“Hi, Theo,” I whispered, my voice raspy from its first use of the day.
“How do you feel?”
“I’m not sure I canfeelanything.” Other than the wet throb between my thighs. That was hard to ignore. “Is there such a thing as ‘death by two dicks’ in Quadmos culture?”
A grin accompanied his chuckle. “Not that I’m aware of, but I’m pleased to hear I brought you to the brink.”
“The abyss says hi,” I grumbled, my head flopping back down to his chest. I didn’t have the strength to hold my neck in place any longer.
“What can I get you to eat and drink? I’m giving you the full Quadmos experience, including being fussed over.”
“I wouldn’t say no to some coffee and blackberry jam bread.” My voice was muffled between the crease of his pecs.
