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Before I can tickle him more, Ma’xon drags me up his body. Angled with my back against the headboard, he yanks my sleep short off. I have just enough time to grab his fin as he licks me from bottom to top. My eyes flutter shut as I let the feeling wash over me. His tongue, his head between my thighs, his hand squeezing my butt cheek—the perfect way to wake up.

He nuzzles into my pussy, burying his tongue inside me. I whimper and grind my clit against his nose, trying to send the message of where I want his attention. But he’s never been one for body language.

“More,” I moan, thrusting uselessly against him. “Daddy, more.”

“Mmm,” he rumbles against me with a beautiful vibration that makes me clench, but then he pulls away. “Still feeling bratty?”

My body tingles when he says the word. Turns out complaining more and being a naughty pup really does get results. It didn’t completely fix our situation, but playing up my attitude has gotten him to cancel a couple more meetings. I’ll do whatever it takes to get him to relax.

Plus, it’s fun.

“Yes, now I want to come.”

You can mark this new behaviour as impossible as being abducted by aliens. Until last week, I would have sworn against being a brat. I never thought I had it in me to be anything but sweet when it came to our dynamic. Turns out, I really like pushing Ma’xon’s buttons until he bends me over his knee.

Or puts me on mine.

I’m lifted again, squeaking as we jostle around until I see my sad blob pillow on the floor.

“Hey,” I whine.

“Let’s put this to good use while we get your attitude adjusted, pup.”

He sets me down between his spread thighs and both of his cocks are there for the taking. All mine. I can taste the salted caramel flavour of his cum already.

My knees sink into the pillow and my fingers into his thighs. Asking him to go to Earth can wait. Dick sucking can’t.

“How are you feeling?” he asks.

Every time Ma’xon checks in with me, I feel a little bit more cherished. He takes my chin between his fingers to tear my gaze from his cocks. His thumb pulls on my bottom lip and I have to lick it.

Teasing is always good.

“Hungry for cock, Daddy.”

His cheeks darken to that adorable navy colour, but his eyes show just how hungry he is too. God, I love this shark man.

“Open your mouth.”

He takes his bottom shaft in hand, stroking it until his frills are exposed and glistening with lilac precum. I do as he says, tongue on my lower lip while I wait for the green light.

Ma’xon also likes to tease me when I’m being a brat.

His frills tickle when he taps the head of his cock against my tongue. I taste the saltiness and try to lick up what I can without closing my mouth. My clit throbs the longer I’m forced to kneel and watch.

Finally, achingly slowly, he leans into me enough to feed the head of his dick into my mouth. My lips stretch wide as he holds there, letting me adjust to his frills. I swallow once and I’m ready for more. The flavour of Ma’xon on my tongue is my driving force.

His top cock dribbles precum down my cheek as I carefully start to suck. I have learned the hard way not to be tooenthusiastic at the start. The last thing I want is another frill in my eye.

“There ya go, pup,” he praises me. “Keep sucking on Daddy’s cock.”

When he calls himself Daddy, I wanna cream my non-existent jeans. Every time. It makes my pussy clench with need. There is something so undeniably sexy about the way he says the word, the way he claims the title. I take more of him into my mouth but it's only just past the head. My breathing is measured through my nose as I try to lose myself in this.

I can’t stop squirming though. Something is missing. I double tap his thigh. Instantly my mouth is cock free and I take a big gulp of air.

“Do you need a break or another pillow?”

I assess where I’m at comfort wise and shake my head. That part is all fine and dandy. What I want is to lose a bit of control.

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