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“Your tusks. I love the feel of them when we kiss, I love the press of them as you nip down my body. I love feeling them on my thighs as you lick me,” she said, stroking her hand languidly up and down my spine, tracing my mating marks with her fingers.
I blushed a deep green. My tusks were just my tusks. Part of me. I could understand her love of my cock and my muscles, but my tusks? That was new.
“Well, I shall make sure you feel them every time I kiss or lick you,” I responded, pulling her in for another kiss. Perhaps it was her lack of tusks that made mine seem so appealing. I found her tiny white tuskless teeth to be perfect, especially when she was doing her damndest to get my entire cock down her throat. I groaned into our kiss at the thought.
Pip pulled away, “Did you think of something, or am I that good of a kisser?” she teased.
“You are an amazing kisser,” I said, in between peppering her cheeks and tiny nose with kisses, “but I will admit, I thought of your soft mouth wrapped around my cock.”
Pips, eyes brightened. She said nothing as she started to plant soft open-mouthed kisses down my neck, stopping to drag her tongue along my collarbone. My fists clutched the sheets beneath me, determined not to interrupt her exploration. She continued to press kisses down my chest and torso, licking down one hip bone and then the other causing me to press my face into the pillow to stifle a growl. She lifted her head slightly and I could feel her breath on my cock. It took all of my power not to fist her hair and guide her lips down onto me. This wouldalwaysbe her choice. Yet as she dragged her tongue from the base of my cock to the tip, I couldn’t stop myself from thrusting upward. She chuckled at my clear want and then finally wrapped her lips around me, pulling me into her warm mouth. She fisted the base, encircling my knot, before she began to pump me with her mouth and hand in a steady rhythm. My eyes rolled back as I felt her smooth tongue drag along the underside of my shaft, all while she continued to pump my knot. She steadily bobbed her fist and mouth up and down, unraveling me with each rhythmic motion.
“I—I won’t last much longer at this rate,” I whispered hoarsely.
Pip paused her movement and popped her mouth off me. She looked at me curiously, almost assessing.
“You know, there’s something I’ve always wanted to do, but was never able to with any of my partners.”
“Oh?” I rasped, still very aware of the proximity of her mouth to my cock.
“I’ve never had sex up against a wall. I’ve always wanted to, but never had a partner that could lift—” I cut her off mid-sentence, reaching down and pulling her up the length of my body, closing the distance between us.
I rolled out of bed and took her with me, carrying her to the closest wall and pinning her to it with my much larger frame. She wrapped her legs around my waist, trapping my cock between us before I dipped low for another kiss. The taste of my cock on her tongue only drove my need higher. I ground my hips into hers as she pulled back, gasping for air.
PIPER
I pressed my palms to Agnarr’s muscled chest, trying to steady myself. I had my legs wrapped around him as he held me against the wall.
“You’ve never? You’ve... Never?” he breathed, reverently stroking his hands up and down my sides, pausing to slide a teasing finger under the swell of my breasts.
“No, they told me I was too heavy—or they’d make it a few thrusts but be unable to continue,” I said breathlessly, very aware he was holding me against the wall with almost no effort.
Agnarr growled deep in his throat before shifting his hands to grab my ass and pulling me up higher. He leaned down, dragging a textured tongue along my puckered nipple, before sucking it into his mouth. My hands went to his hair, slipping into his unraveling braid.
Agnarr switched breasts, pulling my other nipple into his mouth, and I couldn’t take it anymore. Every nerve ending was on fire and I needed him inside me before I exploded with want. My clit was throbbing and angry at the attention my nipples were getting.
“I need you inside me. Now. Right now,” I said, shamelessly grinding my mound against his cock.
Agnarr’s pupils blew out with lust as he reached down and dragged the tip of his cock against my wet slit.
“You’re sure you want me like this?” he asked, cock poised at my entrance.
“Gods, yes,” I hissed, trying to move my hips onto the head of his cock. I tried to move to take him, but I couldn’t. He had me pinned against the rough fututre wall. I was trapped by his arms and his hips, at his mercy.
“You’re sure?” he rasped. “Because I can’t go easy on you, I want you too badly.”
“I want all of you, Agnarr. I never want you to hold back,” I gasped.
Agnarr lined up the head of his cock and plunged into me. I gasped at the overwhelming but welcome feel of his thickness. Though we’d now fucked countless times, he always stretched me to the limit. I tried to relax to allow him to fully settle into me, though my body was screamingyesandtoo muchsimultaneously. Pinned against the wall, I could do nothing but accept his thrusts into me. I spread my hips wider with his large hands on my ass. I wanted all of him. Each thrust of his ridged and braided cock dragged across my sensitive g-spot, causing me to quickly unravel. His knot pressed against every inch of me and I was hanging on by a thread. I had always wanted to be taken roughly against a wall and had always been disappointed.
Agnarr could never disappoint. He rutted into me at a steady pace. Each drag of his cock opened me up further and further, my walls fluttering against the braided ridges of him. He shifted me slightly, pulling me wider and thrusting faster. Suddenly, his one hand left my ass cheek. He grabbed my chin and pulled it up causing me to lock eyes with him.
“I want to look you in the eye as you come around my cock,” he growled.
Oh fuck.I loved bossy Agnarr almost as much as I loved caring, considerate Agnarr. Being eye-to-eye as he thrust into me was more than I’d ever experienced. There was no imagining that this didn’t happen. This wasn’t a tryst in the supply closet at Christian camp that I would be shamed for later. This was a complete claiming. Agnarr’s eyes never left mine as he ratcheted up the pace, one hand easily supporting my weight, the other firmly holding my jaw. I was at his mercy and he was relentless, pummeling into me as I gasped for air.
“This—this is what I’ve always wanted, but never felt I could ask for,” I gasped.
“Já, and what’s that?” he asked, never changing his pace.
