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“And what question was that?” I murmur into the top of her head, pressing a kiss to her crown as I run my hands over her back, her shoulders, all of her exposed, velvet skin. Natalie hums happily under my touch, pulling back slightly so she can look into my face, her smile never faltering.
“My dress!” she exclaims, playful irritation coloring her voice. “What did you think of my dress?”
“I think what transpired is evidence enough,” I reply with a smile. Natalie laughs, nuzzling deeper against my chest. The way her smooth skin slides against mine sets me on fire all over again. “You were stunning, tonight.”
We lay quietly in my bed for a while, Natalie’s breathing becoming deep and even as I hold her. I look in awe at the way our limbs tangle together, my pale gray skin stark against the midnight-black sheets and the warm tan of Natalie’s skin.
So different, so strange, and yet so… right.
I let my gaze trail up the pieces of her I can see, tracing the lines of her dainty feet up her calves to her exposed rear. I had expected laying together to be more difficult, less enjoyable, but I could not have been more wrong.
Despite Natalie’s frame, petite even by human standards, she didn’t balk at me. If anything, she was enthusiastic, taking control of her own desire the moment the opportunity presented itself.
The memory of her hips undulating on me, the way her hands gripped my horns so ferociously as she rode me, makes my cock twitch against her. It’s a wonder she doesn’t feel the way I harden just thinking about her. Natalie’s rhythmic breathing doesn’t falter as I war with myself.
She’s clearly tired, and probably sore. I’ve done my duty, and completed what I needed to, but I still don’t feel done. I don’t know that I ever could, when it comes to her.
My manhood aches against her hip, the sensitive tip brushing her stomach with every breath. I know logically that she’s asleep, and must be completely unaware of what’s happening, but it doesn’t lessen the torture of having so much of her so close.
I lose the battle with myself, pressing kisses into the crown of her head, shifting myself back and away so I can kiss her forehead, her cheeks, her nose. Natalie smiles sleepily, murmuring my name before I catch her lips with mine.
I only linger at her mouth for a moment before continuing lower, peppering kisses across her jaw and neck. “Are you ready?”
I bite the sensitive spot between her neck and shoulder lightly in request, and she rouses with a small, throaty noise. “You can’t be serious,” she mumbles as she cracks open an eye to look at me. I issue a devilish smile in response, licking the hurt before moving lower still to kiss the peaks of her breasts.
“I’ll make it worth your while,” I promise before dragging the pad of my tongue across her hardening nipple. Natalie gasps at the contact, arcing up into my lips, and I smile against her breast as I draw tight circles with my tongue before taking her breast into my mouth fully.
Natalie moans as I work her other breast with my hand, teasing and massaging her supple flesh as I drag kisses down the soft underside of her breast and over her ribs. I want nothing more than to bury myself inside her at this minute, but I’m a man of my word- and besides, she’ll likely need a warm-up to help dispel any lingering soreness.
I bring my hands down to grip her hips, marveling at the elegantly curved hip bones beneath my hands as I tug her sharply toward the edge of the bed. Natalie squeaks at the sudden lurch of motion, and I bite back a laugh as I lean down to trace her hip bones with my tongue.
Natalie lifts her hips up to greet my lips, and I allow myself a few more tastes of her before I ease off of the edge of the bed, drawing myself up to my full height. The way Natalie looks splayed on the bed before me turns me nearly feral.
Desire clouds her eyes beneath her lowered lids, her lips swollen and pink from the kisses I’ve pressed there. Every inch of her tawny skin is on full display, the generous slopes of her breasts heaving with her ragged breathing.
The sensuous lines of her waist and hips drag my eyes further down, and a low noise rumbles through my chest as my eyes land between her legs. Natalie smirks, knowing full well the effect she’s having on me, before bending her knee and sliding her leg out, exposing the gleaming wetness between her legs and putting herself on full display.
I force my gaze back to her face, where her eyes meet mine in challenge, a small, pretty smile playing on her lips. I sink to my knees at the edge of the bed, reveling in the way her breath hitches as I lower my head between her thighs.
I’m painfully aware of my horns, taking care to keep my chin tilted up so as to avoid spearing her soft flesh with the razor-sharp, obsidian tips. I huff a breath between her legs, letting her feel just how close I am to her.
Natalie whimpers, moving her hips toward me in a silent plea before I clamp an arm down across her lower abdomen, holding her in place. I drag my lips across the inside of her thigh, snaking my tongue between them and blowing over the wet wake.
Her flesh pebbles, her hands twisting in the black silken fabric above my head as she tries to find purchase. Before she can anticipate the motion, I lean forward, licking her from base to apex.
The taste is even better from the source. I’m so hard it hurts, and her pleasure-filled cry only makes me stiffen further. I repeat the motion slowly, taking my time with her, licking in long, languid strokes until she’s panting.
“Kha’zeth,” she moans, and I look up to meet her face, unable to help the feral smile stretching across my lips at the sound of my name on her tongue. I hold her eyes as I lick her again, letting my tongue part her before locking my lips around the sensitive bud at her apex and sucking gently, running my tongue over it in a steady rhythm.
Natalie’s hips buck under my grip, but I hold her firmly, refusing to yield and inch as I work her to a fever pitch.
“I want you inside of me,” she pants, the pleading in her tone only riling me up further. I plunge a finger into her core in response, pumping between her legs as I continue sucking and kissing and licking every spot I know drives her wild. The warm, welcoming taste of her dances across my tongue as I work her, pushing me far too close to my own release.
The sounds of her pleasure echo off of the walls of my room, only encouraging me to move faster in her, adding another finger, and then another until her walls clamp down on them. Natalie arcs off the bed with a final cry, spasming around my fingers as I watch her resolve splinter.
I only afford her a moment to catch her breath before I’m on top of her again, gently nudging her knees apart with my own, dotting deliberate kisses along her neck and chest. Natalie’s hands flutter to my shoulders, her fingernails digging into my back as I reach down to guide myself.
I nudge into her gently, knowing that she’s still sore from earlier and not wanting to hurt her. Natalie groans as my head pushes into her, and I study her face beneath me, looking for any signs of pain or discomfort.
