Page 34 of Expecting in Oceans


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I bent my knees, and my robe split and fell open across my thighs to reveal my cock jutting straight in the air.

“I’ve been dying to do this again,” he said before he pushed my legs back and pressed his lips over my sopping-wet entrance.

The shock of pleasure hit me as the tip of Ari’s tongue teased my hole.

“Oh fuck,” I moaned, gripping his hair and pulling his face tighter against me. “You’re so good at doing that.”

I felt his voice rumble against me as he tried to reply. His fingers dragged across my thighs and found my cock, and he gripped me in his fist and ran his tongue up my balls.

“Delicious,” he murmured. “You taste as good as you smell.”

Then Ari took my cock and pressed it against his nose. I watched as he breathed in my scent, moving from base to the tip. My embarrassment over the idea was replaced by fascination as I watched his eyes flutter and dilate.

“It’s that good?” I asked.

“Yes,” he said. “It’s like nothing else.”

He flicked his tongue across my cock, cleaning off the bead of precome that dripped from my tip. I trembled as my hips lifted off the moss, like his tongue had me on a string. He pulled back and I pushed forward impatiently, wanting him to pleasure all of me with his talented mouth.

“I could taste you all day,” he said.

“That can be arranged.”

Finally, he wrapped his lips around my cock and pushed down to the base, until the frames of his glasses kissed my stomach. He grabbed my waist and held me firm as I squirmed under his control. He was using some kind of magic on me. It didn’t seem possible for something to feel so good. I looked down to try and figure out what the hell he was doing with his tongue and found him staring up at me, his eyes intense and focused. That same look I’d taken for disdain was now pushing me to the edge. Ari saw it. He drew back and left my cock gleaming and twitching for more. But when he rose to his knees and wrapped his fist around his shaft, I became giddy with anticipation.

It didn’t matter how wrong he was for me. Maybe that made things easier—it was clear now, what we could give to each other. I’d happily take his cock, and it didn’t have to be any more complicated than that. We had needs. Especially me.

I pulled my knees back to my shoulders and presented myself to him.

“You’re eager for it,” he said.

“Fucking starving,” I replied.

“It’s normal for a pregnancy to increase your appetite,” he said as he pressed his cock up to my hole.

“Then it’s a good thing I’m staying at the house.”

He smirked, then thrust forward with his hips and drove his cock inside me.

The incredible fullness of his member ripped a primal cry from my lips, and I locked my legs around his hips and urged him to go deeper, harder, to pound me into a quivering mess. He managed to hit the right spot every time, and I feel my body roaring towards climax. But I wasn’t ready to be finished just yet.

As he pulled back, I released my stranglehold on his waist and spun around onto my hands and knees, raised my ass, and spread my cheeks.

Ari made a grunt of deep approval. I could feel his eyes on me, examining me. Taking forever to get back inside of me.

I pushed my fingers into the soft moss and tapped into the web of energy surging through the earth, connecting every piece of life in this jungle. I took hold of the vines that wrapped around the trees and sent them into the small of Ari’s back.

“What the hell?” he shouted.

“It’s me,” I said as they pushed him forward—and inside of me.

“You’re full of surprises, Istil,” Ari groaned as he gripped my hips with both hands.

I might’ve made a joke about our baby were I not dangerously close to losing myself to the finish. I tore into the moss and balled the soil in my fists, slamming my ass against him as he pounded forward. My dragon form danced inside of me, primal and raw. I looked over my shoulder at him, and through his eyes I glimpsed the visage of his dragon, so powerful, entangling me in something I’d never experienced before. Our visceral dance went deep, to the foundations of the world when our true forms were unburdened by the cocoon of humanity. I drew from that wellspring of unbridled instinct and was drunk on it—and as the orgasm exploded through me, I roared for Ari to come inside of me, to leave me dripping with his come.

His grip tightened and so did his cock. I felt him expand inside of me, the powerful knot of his alpha cock anchoring itself deep, and every throb sent shivers of pleasure into my body.

Being with him satisfied my body in a way I’d never thought possible. I was so used to needing more, to feeling like the itch wasn’t even close to being scratched. Maybe I wasn’t the slut I thought I was. Maybe I’d just needed that alpha cock all along.

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