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She can’t hear me. Still, the pleasure of her knowing exactly what I want without me having to ask is exquisite.
I reach for the loofah. She grips it tightly, and I have to tug it from her.
“Relax, little one,” I whisper. “Let me be gentle with you.”
I’d just been my most brutal, primal gargoyle self, and now I want to spoil Julianna.
I dip the loofah in the water, adding soap and wringing it out, before dragging it over her arm. She lets out a little moan as I work over her chest, soaping her breasts and circling her peaked nipples. Her head drops back, but then she catches herself forgetting my unspoken command to look ahead and straightens.
My cock stiffens to see her obey me so immediately.
I sponge her arms and stomach. I lean further over her, our height differences working in my favor to make it easy to reach her long legs. I move the loofah over her thighs.
A low growl works out of my throat as her thighs drop open. A jolt of pleasure stiffens my cock further as the dark shadow of her pussy comes into view through the bubbles.
There is a satisfaction I’m not sure I’ve ever felt before when I take care of Julianna, bathing her, spoiling her, giving her not just the things she needs, but the sparkly things she desires. Giving her pleasure is the one thing I can control, and I take care of what is mine.
Mine… for only a week more. Until the Pull takes over, eroding my wants down to a single need only it can control.
My hands travel up her stomach to cup her breasts. I squeeze gently, watching over her as my claws bite into the soft flesh. She groans, eyes closed and head lolling back. Again, she snaps forward, bringing her head up.
I kiss the crown of her head and laugh, my chest shaking against her shoulders.
Gently, I massage her breasts and roll her stiff nipples between the pads of my fingers. I watch as her legs spread wider in the water and her hips circle mindlessly, creating small waves in the large bathtub.
My tail, now humming in anticipation, seeks out her warmth. I slide it over the tub’s edge and let it drop into the water. The heat of it feels good on my sensitive tip, and the sensation races up my spine and back down to my cock.
She gasps as the ridges on my tail slide along her inner thigh. Her skin is especially soft here, and even under the water, the feel of her forces a groan from my chest. I slide my tip over her pussy, playing with the folds, mindful that she is likely still sore from our night in the cave. I feel her back arch, and her breasts press into my hands. Her nipples are hard as they slide over my palms.
As I ease my tail into her entrance, she whimpers. She struggles to keep her head up and stop herself from leaning back into me. She is so beautiful.
“Daddy,” she breathes, the final syllable remaining caught in her throat as my claw moves from her breast to wrap around her throat. I gently squeeze.
With my free hand, I finger one earbud, then the other, out of her ears and let them drop in the water with a small plop each. She doesn’t reach to save them, and I wouldn’t have let her. I lean down and whisper in her ear, pulling her to me by her throat.
“My good girl.”
I ease my tail out and then thrust into her again, slow but firm and deep. I thrust again and again, feeling how tight she grips my tail with her cunt. She feels like velvet on my ridges, and my cock responds to her clenching as if it is happening to both appendages at once. It would be enough to bring me to my knees if I wasn’t already there.
“More,” she begs, circling her hips faster as she attempts to impale herself fully on my tail. “Please.”
“No, baby girl,” I murmur, the needy gravel in my voice adding a harsh edge to my tone. “We’re going slow tonight.”
She accepts it with a small whimper.
I keep my pace steady as I fuck her pussy, monitoring the way her breathing speeds up and a bright pink flush creeps up from her chest to her cheeks. Her thighs are spread as far as the bathtub will allow, and her back is arched so her breasts are out of the water. Bubbles splash over the rim at her desperate gyrations.
With one hand on her throat and the other wrapped under her chin, I tilt her head back to meet my mouth. Julianna comes as I kiss her. She shakes into me, gasping against my lips as she tightly grips the edge of the tub, her hips rocking back and forth on my tail.
She screams into me, again and again, her pussy clenching tightly down on my tail until her body goes limp and the only thing keeping her from drowning is my hand on her throat.
* * *
JULES
Titan’s hand is still around my throat when my eyelids finally flutter open. I look up at him, and his stone face is unreadable, but there is something new in the cracks and crevices around his marble eyes and in the dark fire that lights his gaze from within.
Tonight feels different. I’m not sure how to describe it, because Titan has brought me to orgasm before without the goal of getting himself off. He seems to find his own pleasure in providing and controlling my release. But tonight, his emotions feel raw and so close to his rocky surface that what happened in the bathtub feels like more than sex.
