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He groaned and gasped in delicious agony, balanced on the knife edge between buildup and release. His cock was huge, swollen as hard as it had been for the dryad, and every blow on his ass pumped more blood into it.
The feathers scraped and scratched, clawing his cock as he thrust again and again, straining for the release that eluded him. Hoarse, harsh vocalizations ripped from his throat, grunts and whines and broken whimpers. His fingers tore at the sheet, searching, always searching for the secret that would send him over the edge. And still the whip rose and fell against his ass, marking the time in which his body writhed.
The whip fell again, one last blow that was finally too much for his abused flesh to take. With a scream of agonized delight, he spasmed, hot come bursting in a geyser to rival Old Glory.
Moaning in ecstasy, he rocked against the sodden pillow, wringing the last drops from his spent cock. He was still rocking gently when he fell into an exhausted sleep.
* * * * *
Dermot woke slowly, curled around Eileen and cuddled beneath his thick comforter. His leg covered hers, and one of his hands loosely cupped her breast. She was deliciously, delightfully naked.
He snuggled closer, pressing as tightly against her back as he could, and nuzzled the side of her neck. As he shifted his leg, his ass throbbed dully, reminding him of the glorious whipping she’d given him.
And afterward, she’d cleaned him up and reassembled the bed before climbing in beside him. What a woman.
He tugged and teased her breast. Her responsive nipple hardened against his palm. Continuing to toy with her nipple, he scraped his teeth lightly along her neck, then followed with openmouthed kisses.
Eileen sighed deeply in her sleep, and shifted slightly, turning her head to the side and angling her chest into his hand.
He eased his other hand down between her legs, and delved between her folds. Her hips rocked slowly, taking his fingers into her a fraction of an inch at a time. His cock firmed, tucked in the cleft of her rocking ass, and Dermot purred with pleasure.
“Dermot?” Her voice was thick with sleep. “What time is it?”
“I don’t know,” he whispered. “Does it matter?”
She wiggled her ass against him and giggled. “By the circle, you’re hard again? What does it take to deflate that thing?”
Fair was fair. He wiggled his fingers, transforming her giggle into a breathy sigh of pleasure.
“I hope we never find out,” he answered.
“Mmmm.”
They fell silent, enjoying the slow movement of his fingers slipping inside her and her ass rocking against his cock.
“I need my hand back for a moment,” he murmured in her ear.
“Must you?”
“I promise you’ll be happy with the result.”
She sighed. “Very well.”
He chuckled at her obvious reluctance, giving her one last wiggle of his fingers before he pulled his hand free. Then he rolled to the side and reached for the drawer of his nightstand. His fingers fluttered among the cascade of condom packages within, finally nudging one to the front where he could grab it.
He ripped the package open and rolled the lubricated condom over his jutting cock. Then he snuggled close to Eileen again, resting the head of his cock against the opening of her ass as his hand slid between her thighs. She eagerly opened her legs, welcoming his fingers into her wet and waiting warmth.
He flexed his fingers, pulling a moan from her, and pressed lightly on her hips, rocking her backward. The very tip of his cock slid into her ass.
“Oh! What are you…?”
Softly, Dermot rocked her forward onto his hand, then backward onto his cock. The entire head slipped into her ass.
She moaned again.
He let out a shaky breath, and kissed her neck.
“It’s up to you. Take me as slow and as deep as you want to go.”
