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“I’m hurting you.”
“Only—only a little bit,” Joy admitted breathlessly, in the same tone of someone announcing the weather.
The laugh that burst out of him was entirely unexpected. Joy laughed, too, giggling into his chest.
“Joy.” Fuck, the scent of her right now. Malachi wanted to bottle it so he could have it on his person forever. “We should—”
“No,” Joy said desperately, sensing that he wanted to stop. “Just—just go slowly, yeah?”
Breathing hard, Malachi tried to push in again. It wasn’t going to work; Joy had tensed up in the anticipation of pain, and Malachi really didn’t want to hurt her.
“Joy—”
“Keep going.”
“Don’t be so stubborn.”
“If you don’t get your fucking dick inside me, so help me God—”
Malachi laughed, his heart aching. “Joy.”
“Don’t you fucking stop, I mean it,” she growled, her voice nearly a sob. “Please. I want it. I can take it.”
Malachi bit his lip. His dick jerked in his grip, eking out more streams of pre-come.Fuck. Using every ounce of control he could muster to keep himself still, he slid his tail between them. His hand left his dick to hold onto her hip.
“Oh,oh.” She gasped, his grip keeping her from flying out of position as the tip of his tail stroked against her no-doubt oversensitive clit. “Holy fuck. Jesus fucking Christ.”
He didn’t stop, roughly circling her clit, fast and hard, until her body began to lock up. The opening of her cunt spasmed wildly around the head of his prick, nearly driving him out of his fucking mind.
“Joy,” he snarled, barely clinging to a thread.“Come.”
“Malachi.” She did as she was told, the orgasm short and hardandno less intense. “Oh my God, Malachi. I’m fucking dying. Holy shit.”
He held her as she shook. When she finally came down, her cunt had relaxed enough that he could sink his dick in a little further.
Malachi’s eyes watered. He pulled out an inch, then sank in again, her cunt managing to take more of him. Biting his lip hard, he did it again—then again and again, her body taking more and more of him with each little thrust, until he was buried to the hilt.
“Fuck.” He had to take a moment to get used to the feel of her tight little cunt absolutely throttling the fuck out of his dick. “Uhn. Almighty. Fuck.Fuck.” He rolled his hips, shaky and desperate, the slick, clenching grip of her pussy like nothing he’d ever felt.
It seemed that Joy had lost her ability to speak. Her mouth was wide open, her eyelashes fluttering, her nails digging into his back. She had let her thighs fall completely open, and she lay limp, completely relaxed, practically drooling as he began to speed up, pumping into her.
Malachi bit his lower lip viciously. She was just fuckingtakingit—letting out these sweet little sounds with each harsh slap of his hips.
His eyes watered. She smelled so fucking good right now, like pleasure and sex and something else, something that had his hips slamming even faster, harder.
“Oh God.” She gulped. There were tears sliding down her temples, but Malachi knew they were tears of overwhelm, not of pain or upset. Her hands had moved into his hair, gripping his horns in tight fists. The edge of her heels scraped against the back of his thighs, adding an extra bite of sensation to their embrace. “Oh my God, Malachi.” Her voice was a low, sobbing whine.
Too fucking soon, he could feel it building, starting deep in the base of his spine, in the heat of his belly. He bit the inside of his cheek, trying to hold back, to prolong it, but he couldn’t, he couldn’t.
He managed to frantically shove his tail between her legs as his thighs began to shake, aiming for her clit.
“No.” Joy’s voice was a wheeze. She slapped his tail away, yanking him down so he was lying fully on top of her. “It’s your turn, now, darling.” She gripped the base of his wings, the part where they protruded from his back. “Come on, come on—fill me up—fill me—”
Malachi’s vision went white. He cried out, gasping raggedly as he came, so hard it felt like he’d died a little. His wings flared, blanketing the bed.
“Fuck. Joy.” He rolled his hips, mouth slack, pumping her full. Joy weakly clenched the muscles of her cunt, trying to milk him. “Joy,” he whined, arching, shaking, his voice cracked.
He sank on top of her when it was over, exhaling long and slow, his face pressed into her collarbone.
