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She makes a little sound in her throat that turns into a huff of laughter. "Sorry about that. I just...I hit your horn on the way down and it felt so good I couldn't stop. That was rather shameless of me."
"I liked it," I tell her. "I wish I could have watched it." I imagine Sam with her head thrown back, her cunt clasping my horn as she drags herself against the surface of it repeatedly. All I saw was thigh and bottom…not that it was a bad view, either. "You are welcome to rub yourself on any part of me at any time."
Sam chuckles, then sits up and pulls her tunic off, tossing it aside. Her teats are not bound today, and the nipples are tight and pink and enticing. "I'm sure I will. For now, though, there's only one part of you I should probably be rubbing up against."
Her words sear through my mind.
I reach for her, for her soft, willing body, and pull her under me. I move over her, fascinated at how small she is, how supple, how her teats bounce and jiggle with every movement. Her scent is everywhere, making me wild with need. I feel as if I am about to burst with need, and yet, I also feel the same curious reluctance in my body, the one that has made it harder to work my cock with every day that passes. It does not want me to release anywhere but inside Sam. Touching myself provides less and less relief, and I know it is because we have fought resonance.
No longer. Sam will become mine now.
Hungry for my mate, I press my mouth to her stomach as she reaches for my braid. She touches me with languid fingers, a dreamy smile on her face. "My handsome Sessah. I never thought it would be you."
"Why not?" I ask between kisses on her belly. She is so soft here I cannot help myself. Over and over, I brush my lips against her skin, tasting her, drinking her in. I move lower, licking her slick cunt and loving the taste of her release. "What is wrong with me?"
"Nothing is wrong," she says, then sighs, spreading her thighs wider as I kiss and lick at the folds between them. "You're just younger than me. The last time I saw you, you were different. Lusting over Tia. A teenager."
I tease her clit with the tip of my tongue, loving the shiver that moves through her body. "And now?"
"Now you are my big, handsome, perfect mate," Sam sighs. "God, so damn big."
I groan again, because her words make me hungry for more touches. I need to seat myself inside her, desperately. I give her cunt another lick, then move over my mate again. I kiss her, and when Sam slides her hands over my sides, a deep shudder moves through me. I press my brow to her flat one, hot need curling through me. "Tell me that it is all right to touch you. Tell me that I can claim you." I kiss her desperately before she can respond. "Tell me that you want me and resonance has chosen wisely for us. I need to hear it."
"Sessah," Sam breathes. She cups my face in her hands, kissing me even as one leg lifts and curls around me. "Take me. I'm yours."
"My what?" I ask thickly.
"Your mate," she says, and they are the sweetest words I have ever heard.
I kiss her again and then adjust my body over hers. I am bigger, so our faces no longer line up when I press my cock against her cunt, but I can hear her little gasps and the sounds she makes. She encourages me with little whimpers, digging her nails into my skin as she lifts her other leg to go around my hips. I press my cock to her entrance, but when the head slips along her folds, I realize I am going to have to guide it into her body. My face heats with my foolishness, but Sam does not notice. She only breathes my name.
I reach between us and aim the head of my cock at her core, rubbing it against her cunt. Sam's noises escalate, until she is breathing “yes yes yes” into the air and my khui is so loud it is deafening. Sweat covers my skin as I try to delicately notch the head at the entrance to her body, but it seems too small and my cock too large. "Sam, I do not think this is a good idea," I pant. I wish I had more experience, suddenly. That this was not my first time. "You—perhaps I should stretch you—"
"No, you're perfect," she whispers, angling her hips up. "Everything's perfect. I promise you can't hurt me."
I groan, because she sounds as eager as me and I ache to fill her up. I bite back my concerns and push the head of my cock against her entrance again.
