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I step to her, but she’s already standing, well on one leg. I grab her, fearfully. “Are you trying to hurt yourself?”
She looks up at me, lips parting. I glance down. Our bodies are pressed against each other. She’s pressed painfully into my hard dick, but she can’t feel it under the fur. I grab her waist and pull her up, but instead of the normal scoop, her breasts are against my chest and her arms wrapping around my shoulders, and her… legs wrap around my body to hold herself up. Fuck. Not this again.
“Do not try to stand,” I growl.
The air sweetens more. Why is she so turned on by me? Does she not know what I am? Does she not see I’m a monster?
I set her on the counter and bend over to fill the bath. I feel her eyes burning into me. I glance over, seeing her take off my shirt. Swallowing, I look away.
“Okay,” she says. Turning around, I only glance at her before scooping her into my arms. Then when I set her down, my eyes wander, and I see the top curve of her heavy sagging breasts. I swallow, averting my eyes and quickly exiting the room.
My fist clenches the fur on my heaving chest. She didn’t cover her breasts this time. What does that mean? She wanted me to see them.
I reach into my pants and reach through my fur to touch myself. I’m hard, pressing into my stomach. Fuck! Who does she think she is to do this to me? Letting out a huff, I fix my clothing and straight. I sit there and poke at the fire to pass time and to make the hard on go away. After a few long minutes, she says, “Sunshine, I’m ready.”
I move into the bathroom, seeing she has the towel around herself. Her hair is brushed and hanging against her shoulder in damp ringlets. Her chocolate eyes swallow me whole.
“What’s up with you today?”
I blink, moving to the tub and scooping her into my arms bridal style. When I set her down on the bed, I move away. “I’m going to go put the food away and start on dinner.”
“I’m not a great cook, but I can help if you’d like.”
I shake my head, moving to the door.
“Thank you for everything, Sunshine.”
I give a slight nod before moving away.
Cooking took my mind off of her. But when I’m finished, nerves set in. What if she doesn’t like it? I never asked her what she likes. I carry the food up the stairs but stop. The air is that sweet nectar smell. Is she going to always be like this? I knock softly on the door.
“Come in.”
I open the door and move inside. The book I got for her has been started and set to the side. How could she be turned on by reading the book? Setting down her food, I move back to the hallway.
“You could join me…”
“I have to finish freezing the meat and stuff. Thanks though.” I close the door behind me. It’s better not to get attached when she leaves.
After a few hours of cleaning, I check on her once more and then I lay on the couch. Tomorrow I’ll make sure I have enough wood for her. I’m not sure how much wood the human will need to stay warm.
It’s been… centuries since I’ve been in a human’s body. I can take the form of his face, but not for long. It will weaken me if I do it too much.
I throw my hands behind my horns, listening closely. I hear the wrestling of the pages of her book as she turns it and her finger as she glides it down. I heard her when she ran away, and I was going to let her go. There was no reason for me to hold her here. Less wood that I will have to cut. But when I heard her cries, I followed her to save her.
I close my eyes, counting the sheep until my ass falls asleep. Anymore thinking about little mouse, and I will go insane. It’s short lived when I’m woken up by faint whimpers. Is little mouse hurt? Is she crying? I sit up, but then I smell it. She’s… Is she touching herself in my house?
She whimpers in her room again and the bed creeks slightly as she turns over. She’d be moaning more if she was touching herself… right?
I lay back down, hearing a slight moan. I groan, feeling my dick harden against my stomach. How can she just do that? Play with herself like I’m not in the same house? My jaw tightens. One more moan and I swear to God… I’ll kick her out of my house for disrespecting me.
But her next moan is a bit choked. Was she close to an orgasm? Fuck.
I reach into my pants, bucking my hips a bit into my palm as I run a hand over the red pointed tip. Precum leaks, letting me rub it in further.
“Oh,” I hear her whisper to herself.
My tongue slides out of my mouth and runs across my teeth. I can basically taste her. I wrap my large hand around my thick cock and begin pumping it under my pants.
