Page 93 of Melinda's Choice


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With one final moan, I collapse back on my pillow. Kirimor pants above me, his tail still buried deep inside my pussy. I lift my lids and look straight into his fiery black eyes.

“One day, my lovely, you’ll take my cock,” he grunts. “But until then, I’ll fuck you with my tail, and my mouth.”

“Kirimor,” I breathe.

“Hush, my love. Just feel.”

And with these last words, he slithers down my body and pries my legs apart, opening me wide to his hungry gaze. Slowly, he pulls his tail out of me, lifting it up in the air to show me how soaking wet it is.

He smirks, “There is one more passage this tail needs to enter, now that it is coated in your juices.”

He whips it down again towards my slit, but this time it slinks past and comes to a halt at my back hole. His eyes fixed on mine, he begins to push it slowly inside. My mind is fragmented into a thousand tiny pieces. I can’t think, only feel as instructed. Gently, but insistently, his tail gains entry into my tight back passage. I’ve barely processed this strange new reality before his mouth is on me, licking me all the way from my slit to my clit in long, powerful strokes.

“Oh shit, Kirimor!”

He groans in reply and continues to eat me as if his life depends on it. And his tail… Oh my blessed God his tail! It fucks me in a rhythm that matches his tongue on my pussy. But that’s not all. One thick finger, then two, slide deep inside me, finding my sensitive spot and stroking me right there.

“Oh God!”

I’m being fucked by his tail in my ass and his fingers in my pussy, and it feels so damn good. Kirimor swirls his tongue around my clit, then sucks it deep into his mouth, the nub still throbbing from my recent orgasm.

“Kirimor!” I scream. “Kirimor!”

My hands clutch wildly at the sheets as my body writhes in unbearable excitement. He speeds up the pace of his licking and thrusting, building a fast rhythm that sends me into the stratosphere. I scream again as I come in sharp, endless pulses of my core.

I’m still panting when Kirimor comes to lie beside me, his tail slowly easing out of me. His face glistens with my juices and his eyes glitter as he grits out, “Melinda, you are mine. Do not ever forget it.”

I remain silent, staring into his eyes, so he continues, “Each time your mind strays to him, I will drive you wild with pleasure and remind you who you truly belong to.” He strokes gentle fingers down my cheek. “Tell me truthfully Melinda, has he ever made you feel the way I just did?”

I don’t want to admit it. Out of loyalty to my ex-husband, I say, “Wyatt knows my body inside out and how to make me come. Our sex life was great.”

He smiles. “You haven’t answered my question. And yet by omission, you have. No one else but me can make you feel like this, Melinda.”

I’m coming down from my high now, and I harden my resolve. “We spoke of this last night, Kirimor. Until you are faithful only to me, there is zero chance you can make me yours.”

He nods solemnly. “Understood. But while I untangle my personal affairs, you must do the same with yours. Close the door on your relationship with Wyatt.”

I regard him mutinously, but then my sense of fairness reasserts itself. I am divorced, and my ex-husband chose not to accompany me on this mission to Krovatia. I am free.

“Ok,” I say.

“Good. Now let us bathe together and eat. It is three beats past sunrise, and I am sure you have places to be today.”

“I do.”

He gets out of the bed and pulls me up with him. I follow him to the bathroom where he quickly fills the large tub with warm fragrant water and draws me into it, placing me on his lap. Tenderly, he runs a wash cloth over every inch of my body, then he massages my hair clean. I insist on returning the favor, tracing my fingers over every part of him, including that tree trunk of a cock. As my hands slides over the tip, he groans, “Melinda, have a care. There are limits to my self-control.”

I give it one final squeeze, then move on. Once we are both clean, he lifts me out of the bath and dries me with a large fluffy towel. We get dressed, eat, then leave our little haven of love in the mountains. I climb into Kirimor’s drone, and he flies me all the way home, landing in front of my doorstep.

As the engine stops, he takes my hand. “I love you Melinda, and I want to make you mine as soon as I possibly can. Please keep this at the forefront of your mind.”

I kiss him gently on the lips. “I know, and I will.”

With this, he lets me go.

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I enter the house and make my way past the central atrium to the corridor that leads to my quarters. As I pass the pool, I see Treylor climb out of the water. She catches sight of me and waves, so instead of continuing to my room, I make a detour and head towards the pool.

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