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I crushed my mouth back to his, immediately thrusting my tongue inside. My hips started rocking again, clit pulsing as it rubbed against the clean pad, which was quickly growing slick. I could almost feel his cock throbbing, but god, there were too many fucking layers between us. At least the blankets had been shoved aside during our tussle, but Greid’s onesie was frustratingly thick, and I couldn’t bring myself to tear my mouth away from his and sit back to shove it out of the way.
I didn’t need to anyway, I realised, my breaths quickening as I ground my hot pussy against his trapped cock. Breaking the kiss to suck in some air, I looked down between our bodies and felt my eyes bulge when I saw the enormous outline of his cock through the fabric of his onesie. Christ, that had to stretch way past his bellybutton.
Greid was panting beneath me, tiny sounds escaping him as his hands trembled in my hair. I was hot and flushed all over as I lifted my head to look at him, chest tightening when I saw the desperate, pleading look in his eyes.
“Beryl,” he croaked.
I kissed him again, cupping his face and grinding my hips harder and faster. He moaned helplessly into my mouth, hips twitching as he tried to keep them still. I had no idea if he’d be able to come from this—I was rubbing against the base of his cock, the rest left untouched—but suddenly, I didn’t care. Because I was about to come from this.
“Greid,” I gasped against his mouth, our kiss growing messy as the tingling throb in my clit began to spread, heat racing through my lower body. I bucked my hips faster and faster, unable to stop, no longer kissing him, instead just panting into his mouth. “Fuck, Greid—”
Bliss exploded, making my head crane back as I cried out, my hips jerking hard with every throb of my clit. Everything was hot and wet, my entire body sweating beneath my clothes, the heat between us searing from the friction of our bodies rubbing together.
I shuddered as the pleasure began to fade, seeking out Greid’s mouth again and moaning into it in utter relief. He was shaking beneath me, breaths hitching as his tongue thrust feverishly into my mouth.
He broke the kiss, panting and clutching my hair with trembling fingers as he gazed up at me, eyes desperate. “C-Can I—”
“Yes,” I rasped, still grinding against him even though it wasn’t feeling quite as good as it had before now that I was so sensitive. “I want you to come.”
As if he’d just been waiting for my permission—the thought of which was almost enough to make me come again—Greid bit his lip to muffle his desperate groans, eyes scrunching shut and head tipping back. He shuddered, gasping as his hips jerked beneath me. I could feel the base of his cock flexing against my tingling pussy. I could see the enormous outline of it, under the layers of fabric covering him, as it kicked up with each spurt of cum, stretching ridiculously far over his belly.
I moaned at the sight of him coming. Holy shit, I was watching Greid have an orgasm. Greid. Have an orgasm. I was seeing him at his most vulnerable, his features drawn tight with pleasure, his sharp teeth flashing and his throat bobbing with his hoarse moans.
He finally sagged beneath me, throat clicking as he swallowed around panting breaths. Dazed, bleary eyes blinked once before slowly lifting to meet mine. I heard his breath catch, and my insides cramped up when a hint of fear crept into his gaze.
“Are you okay?” I asked, worry flooding me. He nodded quickly.
“Yeah, I’m—” He swallowed again, brows pinching when I sat back and moved off him. Sitting up hurriedly, he reached for me but let his hand drop as he said, “Sorry, I—Was I supposed to…”
I frowned, thoroughly confused. “Supposed to what?”
His ears fluttered wildly as he scrubbed his face. “Was I too… Should I have…”
When he trailed off again, I gripped his knee and asked, “Should you have what, Greid? Stopped?” I guessed. “No. I didn’t want you to stop. I would have told you if I wanted you to stop. Did you want to stop?”
Dread flooded my belly like acid at the thought, but he quickly shook his head.
“No. Definitely not. I didn’t want to stop.”
“Okay, so…” I sat back and fiddled with the blankets, feeling strangely self-conscious. “What did you mean? Should you have what?”
He groaned and covered his face with his hands. “I don’t know. I just… Agma hated it when I was… like that.”
I flinched at the sound of his ex’s name mere moments after what we’d just done, but I still didn’t understand what he meant.
“No, I’m sorry,” Greid blurted out, shifting to face me and touching my arm. “I wasn’t thinking about her, Beryl. Not while we were—I just meant… she—she hated it if I was… You know.” His throat bobbed, and he whispered, “Submissive.”
I stared at him in shock. What? She’d hated it when he went all pliant and eager and desperate? How the fuck could anyone hate that?
Was that what he’d meant, when he said they wanted different things? And had she made him feel ashamed for it? He was acting like he thought he’d done something wrong. Fury boiled up, making my hands clench into fists.
“There is absolutely nothing wrong with you being submissive, Greid.” My voice trembled with emotion. “I liked it. I loved it. What we just did… You were amazing.”
He still looked so uncertain, hunched over and staring down at his hands. Not letting myself think too hard about it, I knee-walked closer and wrapped my arms around his head, pulling him into my chest.
He sagged against me, wrapping his long arms around my middle and clutching me tight. “Really?” he asked in a tiny voice.
My throat closed up. I pressed my lips to his hair and murmured, “Yes. It was perfect. You were so good, Greid.”
