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I gulpedand tried not to let my fingers tremble as his eyes closed and his head went back on a deep moan. My name a whisper on his lips, I could barely hear it over the sound of my heartbeat thumping in my ears.
This was not a person size penis. At least, no person I had ever seen and since I went to school in the human realm where cell phones filmed or photographed everything, I had been shown more than a few over the years. The same nodules that expanded on his tongue as he kissed me also seemed to be… developing on his penis. I was so tempted to undo the pants and expose him to my sight. When I touched the top button on his pants, the door to the roof opened.
I didn’t have the chance to say anything before we were off the roof, in the air, and flying. I opened my eyes and tried to enjoy it this time, but as he swooped one way and the next, I found myself getting a bit dizzy. I was never very good at video games and this reminded me of one of those live action ones except I had no control over the destination, how fast or slow we were going, or… where.
The wooded areas surrounding the campus were filled with unpredictable results. Cautionary tales abound and I had only been here a couple of weeks.
I supposed it was a testament to his predicament when he landed us and immediately pulled me in for a kiss as his body pressed against mine and my back pressed against… velvety wings instead of a tree trunk. I teased the nodules on his tongue and let my instincts guide me as I moved my hand down and between us.
The sounds he made as I touched him were intoxicating. Did he enjoy my reactions as much as I was enjoying his? Impossible. This was the most magical thing I had ever done in my life. I unsnapped the top button and then the next and the next. There were no underwear beneath the fabric, just him.
My fingers slid along the bumpy length. When I was at the base, I realized my hand was not large enough for my thumb to touch my fingers. I kept the grip and stroked upward, slowly, feeling every hard bump along the top and bottom expand to greet my touch and then settle as I moved upward. I wanted a better look at this part of him. “Set me down.”
He shook his head. “Don’t stop. Please.”
I bit my lower lip and then leaned in closer to his neck as I gave a hard squeeze and said, “I’m not going to stop.”
In increments so slow I wondered if he would have just dropped me if he were less focused, he eased me to my feet. I moved to my knees and said, “You’ll have to adjust.”
Didn’t take more than the statement for him to readjust his stance for me to be face to penis level. His fingers planted against the tree, the wings still providing coverage so no passerby could see critical viewing areas.
I took my time, explored at leisure the visual delight that both intrigued and frightened me. When he began having what could only be viewed as uncontrolled twitches in his knee or hips, I said, “I’m a virgin.”
“So am I.” He dug what I now understood were claws that had emerged from his fingernails into that tree’s bark.
I was stunned by the response, but understood that some creatures mate for life and… while I was brought up too human to believe that was true for everyone, I hoped that it would be true for us, especially if my body wasn’t capable of letting him into it.
I’d try my mouth. If I could put it in my mouth, surely, I could make it fit in my vagina another time.
I let my tongue explore the tip and the taste of him. I opened wide and slid the tip into my mouth, barely past my lips when his hips jerked him forward and further into my mouth. The upper and lower ridges slit against the roof of my mouth and the top of my tongue.
My jaws were straining as the slight slide back and buck forward seemed like something he couldn’t even control. Sounded like something he couldn’t even control. I felt a few slivers of wood pelt the top of my head and slide down the back of my hair. He was going to destroy that tree before this was over if it didn’t end soon.
I put both hands together, around him, and stroked. He cried out, sounding like a wild creature calling out to the night for salvation. Two strokes later and he was spilling into my throat. The way his entire body went rigid made me wonder if he, like me, would lose balance. He did not. Fortunately, as I doubted I could catch him.
An endless flow of liquid streamed from him as the orgasm kept going the longer I stroked. Until his hand came down to cover mine and halt me. I pulled back, gulping what I could. Aware there was more dripping down my chin, sliding down my neck.
His eyes were glowing when I looked up at him. He blinked down at me and then reached with his clawed hand as the nails became more… typical looking and touched my chin. Wiped at the fluid still dripping. I licked out and touched my tongue to his thumb. He shifted it up for me to suck the remaining semen from it. I closed my eyes and made a humm sound before saying as he pulled his finger from my mouth, “So good.”
“I’m going to keep you forever.” He meant it. Glowing eyes and fully curled horns, this monster was mine.
I stood up feeling like I was worth every bit of my father’s fortune. I moved in closer to him and realized there were new sounds around us. He did too. He fastened his pants quickly, pulled me in closer and then pushed off the ground.
I didn’t look back. I didn’t look down. I curled against his chest and felt the warmth of it radiating around me. The flight back must not have been nearly as volatile as the flight into the woods since I woke up to the sound of my roommate making use of that trash can.
I popped up and out of my bed touching my neck only to find that portion of our mess had been cleaned up. The wood that fell to the floor as I rushed to Maxine’s side to pull her hair back, a task Case could not do though the piece of luggage seemed concerned about her nonetheless as it kept opening its various compartments and offering her different things. None of which would help. “It’s okay, Case. I’ll help her.”
All the drawers shut, but Case did not go far.
CHAPTER14
A month later…
Brazrothan
She was feisty today.Three weeks into wielding that wand she had named Wanda the Working Witch’s Wand and her confidence had exploded. I’d like to think that had something to do with me and my tutoring too, but honestly, she took to defensive arts like Thirst took to salt water. Naturally.
I felt the zap and reached back to rub my ass. I turned and she twirled Wanda and said, “Gotcha.”
