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I grab her under her arms and she giggles when I haul her up to me again. Her plush thighs spread wide over my lap and cocks are now trapped, leaking underneath her gorgeous backside.
“I’m gonna kiss you now. It’s gonna feel good, I promise, pup, but it’s gonna make everything sensitive and needy.” My hands rub up and down her sides, fingers digging into the rolls of her body and squeezing all her softness.
“As long as you’re taking care of me, Ma’xon,” she whispers. “That’s all I want.”
My hearts thud against my gills and the frenzy takes over me. Her mouth is smaller than mine, but as it opens for me she still does that little sucking thing she did to that other body. Her lips seal around my tongue and she moans with utter pleasure. Her tongue plunges into my mouth without fear, chasing more of the mating saliva and I have a split second to watch my teeth.
Her body sinks slowly, her movement less urgent and more luxuriating, until finally she breaks the kiss to breathe.
“Wow,” Odette says, eyes slow to focus on me again.
“I will always take care of you,” I promise, standing up and holding her to my torso. Again she giggles and I want to spend the rest of my life hearing that sound. “Daddy’s got his pup.”
Chapter 7
Odette
Somebody call life alert,I have fallen and can’t get up. I’m never leaving. Ma’xon is never leaving. We’re going to become some kind of bedridden sex maniacs. He hasn’t even fully taken his pants off and I’m still wearing my shoes, but Mary mother ofgod.
The giant shark man tastes like salted caramel. No word of a lie, it’s like his body is producing my most favourite fall treats. Between his arousal and his mating fluid stuff, I could never eat again and be happy. It’s sweet and tart and salty and everything a girl could want. Pineapple has nothing on this.
I’m giddy and giggling uncontrollably as he carries me like a baby out of his front room and into a bedroom. My focus isn’t on the décor, it’s solely on kissing every part of him I can latch onto. The texture of his skin is a little rough on my lips, but it just makes me giggle more. When he plops me onto what I think is a waterbed with how it ripples under my weight, it’s more of the same. I can’t stop the sounds from coming out of me.
He was not joking about that aphrodisiac. Will he spit it in my mouth? What will it feel like when he eats my pussy?
“How are you feeling, pup?” he asks, slowly taking off my shoes. He hasn’t stopped rubbing me, feeling all my pudgy bits that I have told past partners not to touch. But there is something about the way he looks at me. Sure it’s hot and heavy, but there is wonder to it. Like Ma’xon is just as surprised by our coupling as I could be.
“Feeling good,” I hum, eyes turning a bit heavy. “Is this gonna make me sleep?”
“No, and I won’t mate you if you aren’t awake,” he explains gently. “I’m going to take off your clothes. Can you sit up for me?”
This is definitely a waterbed. It takes a steady four fingered hand to help me into an upright position. Ma’xon hasn’t said a word about my shirt. After spending so long being self conscious about it, I’m offended that he hasn't made a joke.
“Do you like my shirt?” I pout. “I hate it, but it’s all that fit.”
“It certainly gave me ideas,” he says, grey eyes big and sparkly. “Arms up.”
My arms fly out on command and he finally laughs a little. When his knuckles graze over my bare skin, all the humour leaves the room. I gasp as goosebumps erupt across my whole body. My skin heats under the delicate touch as he peels my damp shirt from my body. When his hand slides across my belly to my pants it’s like his fingers are directly connected to my clit.
“Ma’xon,” I whimper.
“I know, I know, pup, it’s a lot,” he hushes me, but then he rips my pants right down the middle.
The fabric tears, digs into my hips, and when the warm air hits my skin I want to cry with relief and lust. In the few minutes since we’ve been in here, since I could feel the effects of the mating frenzy, my body felt like it was expanding. Losing mytight pants is like ten pounds of sugar finally busting out of that five pound sack. My body is free to relax and jiggle and exist out of those tummy tuck jeans.
My hands slap onto his bulging biceps. The smack echoes and I giggle, but he flexes under my fingers more. His big muscles are so strong and all mine now. My hips jut forward, and an unholy need for friction, for more, becomes my sole focus.
“Oh my god,” I gasp. “Five days?”
Am I going to be like this for five days? This…this needy and sensitive? I’m seconds from cumming untouched and still hungry for cock. This might kill me, but at least I will die the happiest woman alive.
“Do you think you can take it?”
He isn’t asking out of fear, he’s asking to tease me. I can tell by the curve of his mouth, the slickness on his lips. He’s stripped me down and he’s shucking off his pants. When we are both buck naked, I’ve reached a new level of horniness. Five days doesn’t feel like it will be enough to make this ache in my pussy go away. I stare at his flushed features, the way the tendons in his neck flex and how his hard, padded torso stretches. Even his tail slowly moving back and forth behind him has me hypnotised.
“Let’s find out,” I say, falling back onto the bed and spreading my thighs.
My pussy lips open and the air teases my hot skin all the more. I’ve never been this wet before. My adult life has been one of heavily lubricated sex, and for a hot second I think I might not need it. But then my appreciative gaze snags on Ma’xon’s heavy cocks pointed down at me.
