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Sophie smiled, then laughed tearily.
“I wish you would have crossed a boundary or two. Oh my God, after I saw you that time in the showers I was fucking dying!”
Her words sent heat slamming through me, and I felt my cock thicken in my pants. She pressed closer.
“I’m falling in love with you too. And X? I need you to know that you have all the consent right now. There’s been no pressure. I want this.”
A breath huffed out of me sharply as my cock hardened further.
“Good,” I rasped, moving my hands down to squeeze her luscious ass. “Because if I don’t get to touch more of you now, I literally think that I might die. And before I met you, I considered myself pretty much unkillable.”
“Well we can’t have you die on Christmas Eve,” Sophie whispered, her pulse thrumming at her throat. She reached down and undid my belt and fly, forcing my clothing down and letting my erection spring free. I let out a deep growl as her soft hands found my shaft. My cock jumped at the little gasp of shock that came from her.
“So big,” she muttered, sounding slightly impressed but also slightly concerned.
“We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to,” I groaned, barely getting the words out as her excruciatingly soft hands stroked up and down my cock.
“Oh, I want to. We are going to make this work.”
If she kept touching me, I was going to be a goner at this rate. And I wanted her good and wet for me, sopping for me, before anything else happened.
“Take all of this off,” I breathed hotly against her neck, tugging at her clothing. I heard her gulp, then she stepped out of my embrace. Her delicate arms hooked under the hem of her white shirt and pulled it up over her head. My cock pulsed insistently as my gaze fell to her heavy white breasts, encased in a red bra. But mercifully, the bra wasn’t there for long. It fell to the floor, along with her black leggings, panties, and even her socks, until she stood naked and glorious before me.
I was vaguely aware of the human idea of angels, and by Galkor’s gods, this must be what they meant by the term. There was something beyond understanding, beyond reckoning, about the way her beauty pierced me. I dragged my gaze down her slim neck, over the mouth-watering pink nipples, over the soft white abdomen and the small triangle or dark hair between her legs.
And then I couldn’t fucking take it anymore. Every ounce of desire I’d felt for her exploded with weeks of unspent force. I crossed the distance to her in one large step, grasping her about the waist then lifting her to deposit her in a sitting position on the edge of the bed. Then I was on my knees, my snout pushing between her thighs. I hissed with arousal as she spread her soft human legs for me. I pressed further inward, inhaling the scent of her arousal and groaning before let my long tongue take one long slick up through her folds. A resounding shudder ran through Sophie’s body, and her hips bucked. I moved my fingers up to grip her curving hips, holding her steady as I continued to taste her. Her scent, and her sweet salt, were undoing me. My cock was already dripping as I worked my tongue along her wet skin. When my tongue circled her pink clit, she moaned, her hands moving from the bedspread to grip my horns.
“Oh my God, holding your horns...” her grip grew harder and she urged my head even further inward.
“Yes,” I muttered against her bare thigh. “Hold onto me. Use my tongue the way you want to use my cock.” I slipped the length of my tongue into her hot entrance, then, and revelled in the feeling of her gripping my horns hard and grinding her hips.
“I’m already close,” she breathed, her hips moving faster. My hands moved up from her hips to grip her perfect tits, massaging and then brushing her peaked nipples.
That did it. She cried out, her back arching, her hips rising right off the bed as she pressed against my face. That moment was a work of art that I didn’t want to end.
But it would have to end. Because there was more I wanted to do to her. I slipped my tongue out of her sweet pussy after her contractions slowed. Sophie’s hands fell away from my horns, and I stood, tearing the rest of my clothing off and throwing it to the ground. Another flare of arousal pumped into my groin as Sophie’s glazed eyes widened at my fully naked form.
“Lie back and spread your legs for me again,” I urged, stroking my hand along my aching cock.
As she did so, I stared at her, feeling overcome with an intense ache of gratitude. The fact that this soft beauty was lying naked in bed, her thighs parted, her pussy wet and waiting for me, was a gift I never hoped to receive or even deserve.
But somehow, she was real. She was here.
And now, she was mine.
