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Whimpering at the loss, I follow his orders. He drapes himself across me, somehow managing to get his hands under me before plunging deep. The perfect positioning means he has his fingers on my nipples, his tail is stroking my clit, and his larger-than-ever cock is buried deep inside.
The triple sensation is an onslaught, and pinned as I am, I have no way to lessen the intensity of the sensation. All I can do is take what he doles out.
I’m completely at his mercy.
“Fuck,” I breathe out, already panting. He’s barely started fucking me and I’m already losing it.
He leans close to my ear, his breath hot on my skin. “Are you okay in this position?”
“Never better,” I manage.
“Good. Now stay like this and don’t come until I tell you to.”
His words send a hot swoop through my belly. As a shapeshifter, he’s experimented with all sorts of things in the bedroom, always on a quest to bring me more and more pleasure. But he’s never played dom before. EIght months ago, if a man had tried to take control in bed, I’d have walked away, too traumatized to handle it.
Now it makes me wet.
He moves his hips with agonizing slowness, dragging his cock almost all the way out before slowly, slowly, slowly, pushing it back in. He makes sure I feel every centimeter of it as it strokes against every sensitive part of me.
His tail isn’t rubbing my clit; instead, it’s pressed up hard against it, a constant pressure that makes me throb. That, along with the rough fingers pinching my nipples, are making it hard to hold still. I want to wiggle against that tail until I erupt. But instead, I stay in place like a good girl, letting him take me how he wants to.
He changes his rhythm, staying deep and thrusting fast, a hard, pulsing sensation.
“Callister,” I whimper.
“Take it,” he orders. “You can do it.”
“It feels too good,” I moan. “I can’t hold out.”
“You can,” he says through gritted teeth, betraying his own level of arousal. “And you will.”
His tail begins to move, relieving the pressure on my clit and replacing it with hard little flicks. I gasp and my hips flex involuntarily, rubbing myself against it, chasing the orgasm I’ve been told to hold off. I feel my inner muscles clamp down, and behind me, Callister grunts.
He pinches my nipples harder, and I feel tears leak from the corner of my eyes. There’s so much pleasure everywhere, I’m inundated with it, and holding back the climax is ratcheting it up even more.
My breath is shallow and uneven, sawing out of me. Whimpers are spilling out of my lips with each thrust, each slap of his tail. I can feel Callister getting even harder and bigger inside me, a sure sign that he’s getting close. But he seems determined to drive up both crazy, because he’s not relenting.
“Callister, please,” I moan.
“Not yet. Give me more.”
He leans close to my ear again. “Remember when I fucked you in the dream? When I had tentacles, and all those little suction cups were attached to you. Sucking at your nipples and your clit? Stroking your G-spot. Getting you all hot and wet before I filled you up with my cock? Do you remember?”
Oh, god. A flood of wetness pours out of me at the memory. That had felt amazing, all that suction all over my body, making me come again and again. I moan and my muscles flex again, bearing down and gripping him hard.
“Fuck,” he groans. “You’re holding me so tight. Flex on me.”
I do as commanded, squeezing and relenting, gripping his cock like I’m holding it in a fist. He makes a noise deep in his chest, a sort of growl, and then pushes deeper.
“Come, Libra,” he demands.
His tail flicks my clit at the same second, and then I feel him explode inside me, all hard flesh and wet heat. My body erupts into spasms, the orgasm like a tsunami. It roars through me, threatening to destroy me, pleasure swamping me in waves.
He collapses fully on top of me, and we lie there, panting and trembling, until the oven times beeps and pulls us out of the reverie.
An hour later, we’re sitting at the kitchen table, naked, sated, and snacking on the gooiest brownies I’ve ever made. Somehow, when I was least expecting it, my life turned perfect.
I may not know what the future holds, but I know this: I finally found my place in the world. I found my friends, the perfect house, and my soulmate.
I’m finally home.
THE END
