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He’s working the tie of his pants as my shirt falls and he stops. He stares at my breasts and I don’t feel the slightest bit of discomfort, I am filled with pride. The look on his face is pure admiration and desire. I twist at my waist and push my chest out, basking in his love.
“Beautiful,” he whispers, moistening his lips.
I flush but it’s a flush of desire, not embarrassment. I undo the fasten of my pants and slowly, teasingly, work them over my hips. I pause when only the top of my mound is visible, letting him look and admire. Taking my time.
He doesn’t disappoint. His pants are tented and stained with wetness as his cock bounces and throbs beneath the loose fabric. He doesn’t look away as he finishes undoing his own tie and as he lowers his pants, pulling them out to unhook them from his stiff cock, I slip mine further down.
Self-care hasn’t been an option since we crashed on the planet but he doesn’t mind, if anything I think he likes it. As my pussy is revealed Bahr growls. My pants drop to my knees and then he rushes. He grabs me by my waist and in a heartbeat I’m laid down on the ground.
He forces my legs apart, pushing the pants to my ankles where they tangle, and he buries his face between my legs. He gives no preamble. His tongue lashes at my pussy like he’s a starving man devouring his first meal in ages.
His tongue lavishes my lips, burying its way into my folds and exploring every crevasse. I grab onto his horns which make the perfect hand grips and hold my legs as far apart as I possibly can. He licks and laps while I squirm and squeal.
The passion and sensations are too intense to recognize any single piece. It’s a tsunami of pleasure that has me vacillating between quivering jelly and clenched muscles with my back arched and my toes curling.
I don’t even know how many times I come. The first is almost immediate but he doesn’t let up or stop. There’s no pause, nor a moment to breathe, as he unsparingly gives all his attention to my softness.
I come again and again until I’m left with nothing more to give and only then does he slow down. Soft kisses on my thighs, my mound and then he trails soft touches of his lips up across my belly, pausing to give special attention to each breast in turn. His face is covered with the glisten of my wetness and something about even that turns me on.
“I love you,” he says. “My treasure.”
“I love you,” I say, smiling.
Part of me is ready to sleep but the tip of his cock at my opening make it clear he’s not done yet. I run my fingers over the ridges of his horns then into his hair where I twine my fingers as he pushes his big, thick cock into my pussy.
I’m more than ready. His dick slides in easily, despite its girth and those fantastical ridges that pull my clit down and rub it as he pushes in. It’s the most amazing sensation I’ve ever felt, causing an electrical jolt as each ridge pushes in.
In moments he’s buried deep and holds. We stare, drinking each other with our eyes. His tail curls around his hip coming to a rest between my tits. Smiling I push my breasts together around it and I fuck his tail as he pulls his cock back.
His eyes roll back in his head as he emits the most delicious groan. The scent of our sex is intoxicating and when he pistons forward I yelp, unable to contain my pleasure.
“Fuck me,” I groan, pushing my hips up even as he retreats. “Fuck me Bahr.”
“Mine,” he growls, his voice deep and rumbling against my chest and belly.
“Yes, yes, yes, yes,” I answer panting with each syllable as he pounds his cock into me repeatedly
This is, by far, the best sex I’ve ever had. A new orgasm comes so fast there’s no buildup. It takes over, blasting thoughts and awareness into a million shattering pieces. My back arches, my toes curl, and I’m calling his name and all the gods of the universe.
It feels like forever. The pleasure intensity leaves me blind and momentarily unaware of anything but us. Slowly it passes and senses return. His heart is thundering hard, matching the beating of my own heart, and both of us are panting.
His cock is softening inside of me and even so, I feel full. Satisfied to a level I didn’t know existed. A little sore, a little stretched, overall a feeling of having been so intensely pleasured that I’ve achieved satisfaction.
We kiss. Long, slow, and deep kisses. Kisses full of a passion that’s beyond lust, because the demands of lust have been satisfied. I feel his cum leaking onto my thighs and it’s warm and welcome. I want more of him. I want to always feel this full.
Slowly he pulls out and as he does my pussy aches, both from the stretching and from a desire for more. I run my fingers through his hair, over his shoulders, and onto his chest as we continue peppering each other with kisses.
He shifts his hips and pulls his tail off then a moment later his cock is at my entrance again. My eyes widen in surprise and I reach between us to find he is fully erect and ready.
“Did you not…”
I trail off, not sure of the right words to say in Zmaj. He frowns and shakes his head.
“Achieve pleasure? Of course I did, you are my treasure.”
“But you’re hard again?”
“Not my primary cock.”
