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“Yes, please,” she whispered, and he smiled at her, warmth underlying the hunger on his face as he joined her in the bed.
He kissed her, slowly at first and then more intensely, his tongue teasing hers as he caressed her breasts until her nipples were stiff and aching. He kissed a path to her neck as his hand slid lower, trailing across her stomach to cover her mound, letting the warmth of his big hand penetrate as he rocked his palm against her clit.
“Do you know how much I love those little sounds you make when you climax against my hand or my mouth?”
“You make me feel so good.”
His fingers slid lower, stroking the slippery seam of her sex and she instinctively spread her legs, encouraging him to probe further and he did, that big finger sliding between her folds, then pausing to circle her clit. She shuddered, and he chuckled softly, pressing down a little harder as he continued the tiny circles. She clutched at those big shoulders as her body quivered, the pleasure building until she moaned softly.
“Gods, I love that sound. Now come for me, my flower.”
His tail pressed against her opening, pushing deeper as he clamped down on her clit and she came with a startled cry, her body clenching around the thick intruder, now moving in and out in time to her convulsions until she finally stopped shuddering and he withdrew.
“Wow,” she murmured. “Tails. Who knew?”
He laughed, but it sounded strained.
“Do you want to stop?”
“God, no.”
Another strained laugh, and then he took her hand moving it down his body until it was resting over the base of his codix. The small tendrils that surrounded it wound around her fingers, stroking her gently and seeming to urge her to caress that slippery shaft. She obliged and he groaned, then pushed against her fingers, thrusting into her fist until she was cupping the broad head.
“Frek.”
He shuddered as she squeezed lightly, encouraged by the sound of his voice, then groaned when she stroked back the length of his shaft. His hips twitched as if he was trying not to pump against her hand again.
“Faster,” he said hoarsely. “Tighter.”
She followed his directions eagerly, loving the way his powerful muscles tensed at her touch. The tiny tendrils urged her back towards the thick ring around the base of his codix, hot and swollen beneath her hand. He groaned again, and kissed her, his mouth hungry and demanding as his codix throbbed against her fingers, and suddenly it wasn’t enough.
“I want you inside me,” she whispered.
“I… I can’t.”
Despite his words, his codix jerked in her grip and she gave it an encouraging squeeze.
“Please. I want you so much.”
There was enough moonlight for her to see the indecision on his face, his expression tortured. How had she ever thought him expressionless?
“You don’t know what you’re saying.”
“I do.”
Even if it was only for a limited time, she didn’t want to waste a moment of it. His hand cupped her face as he looked at her, his eyes burning blue in the moonlight.
“Tell me you’re certain.”
His voice was rough and she smiled up at him.
“Very certain. I trust you.”
He groaned, closing in his eyes as if in surrender.
“Frek. I hope you still feel that way when this is over.”
He guided the tip of his codix down to her wet entrance and pushed lightly. Her body tried to resist at first but the combination of her arousal and the slickness that coated his shaft eased the way and the head of his codix slid inside. She gasped at the fiery stretch - he felt every bit as huge as she’d imagined - but he also felt wonderful as her body opened for him.
