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Michael kisses me. His claws pushing into my hair as he claims my mouth. I melt into him, enjoying the familiar taste and feel of him. It’s no longer a fragile deal that could be revoked. What we have has become something more.
I trust them with my life.
With my heart.
And they are trusting me with theirs.
12
Joe/Tail
As soon as Michael slides the purple robe off her shoulder, I move in closer, unable to wait any longer. It was torture watching her sleep curled against Michael, instead of on my coils—though I suppose it’s fair if she takes it in turns who she sleeps with.
I pause with my hand over her head, poised to tilt it back and take a kiss. What if she doesn’t want us at the same time, but only one at a time? It makes perfect sense she would want Michael first. Or maybe it’s his turn since I had her yesterday.
I shouldn’t even be thinking like that. She’s not an object. I can’t even think the right thing.
We spent part of the night talking because Theo has ideas. He’s probably right, and he’s been here the longest and remembers the most.
Julie turns her head toward me. Her eyes are bright and there’s a curve to her lips that I like seeing. When she licks her lower lip, I take it as her silent invitation to kiss her. I’m sure I can taste Michael on her lips, which only makes me wonder what it would be like to kiss her after she has sucked his dick. Then I would really be tasting him. The idea of that sends a rush of heat through my blood.
Maybe not this time, but I will suggest it. I want it.
With my lips still on hers, I glance at Michael. I may not remember the desire I had back then, but it has never died. Was that why I never left, even after I was strong enough? It wasn’t the lie that I was weak, keeping me in the cave, but the need to keep him close. My need to protect him. I can’t call it anything else because the idea that more is possible here seems absurd.
He holds my gaze for a moment before undoing her shirt, button by button, like he has all the time in the world. Theo moves to the other side but makes no effort to touch her. For a heartbeat, I can glimpse his pain, his need to touch and be touched.
It’s not much, but I slide my tail over Michael’s legs and then into the shadow that envelopes him. I almost expect him to pull away, but he doesn’t. If anything, he seems to move closer. With the tip of my tail, I can’t feel anything as the rattle is like fingernails, but as my tail slides deeper in, I feel the cold of his skin. Probably a leg. I’m not sure how many he has, and I’m not sure he knows either.
Julie shrugs out of the robe and her shirt, leaving her in only the skirt. I find the zip and tug it over her head, so she is gloriously naked. Michael takes one of her nipples in his mouth. She arches toward him, one hand gripping a horn for balance. Her other hand reaches for me.
And I obey, lapping at the curve of her other breast, teasing the peak, before going lower to circle her belly button. My face is between them. When I inhale, I can smell her sweet arousal and his much muskier tang.
It’s Julie who tugs at Michael’s loincloth until his cock is freed. It juts up, ruddy and thick and ready for attention. I don’t know if she did it for her benefit or mine. Either way, it doesn’t matter as I can still enjoy the view.
The last yard of my tail is coiled around Theo, and I swear it’s slowly freezing. There is a chill seeping beneath my scales, but he hasn’t pulled away. I slide the end higher, trying to find out what he is in there. Even as I dart between his legs—of which I’m sure there are only two—to see what’s in there, he remains motionless, claws held out so as not to accidentally hurt anyone.
Fuck, if I had to look but not touch, I’d have died already. I’m guessing he hasn’t even touched himself in a very long time. I lift my head to glance over, pointless, as I was hoping to see a face and some kind of emotion.
“You can keep going.” His voice is strained and I’m not sure if it’s because he wants to pull away or if he is so desperate for any touch that my tail will do.
Michael and Julie glance over.
“What are you doing?” Michael asks.
“Giving him a tail job.” Or I will be. At the moment I’m still feeling around.
Julie gives a snort of laughter.
“Not yet, you aren’t. That’s my leg,” Theo says.
I’m not sure how much I’ll be able to do with my increasingly numb tail, but if that’s what he wants, I’ll give it a go. That’s kindness, isn’t it? That’s helping someoneandbeing non-monstrous because it’s not for my benefit.
If I have to try so hard, does it count?
Julie moves back, so she can lick the length of Michael’s cock and I can’t help the pang of need the comes with watching her. I torture myself for a few heartbeats longer before sliding around to take advantage of her upturned ass. I run the pads of my fingers over her perfect globes. She has no scars from belts or whips. It seems wrong that my corrupted and clawed hands are touching her.
For a breath, I doubt myself.
