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A bright rainbow illuminating drab, safe surroundings. So precious that I could have wept.
“It’s beautiful, Lorieyn.”
Some part of me more cognizant than instinct recognized what I was doing was strange. That my obsession with a specific tasseled pillow being placed just right was ridiculous, but I saw no point in denying myself. To be a hybrid was to live as a human, deny our second nature, and pretend to be something we were not. To be a recruit was to conceal one’s femaleness, to hide what we were behind ill-fitting clothing and austere expressions.
There were things about myself I wanted to explore and until I had been mated could never know.
But I knew this.
Thisneedwas me.
Nesting was part of what we were. How the men might call their homes nests was so incorrect. A nest could only be provided by a female, only when the circumstances were right. Any other consideration of the word was fundamentally wrong.
And that thought was important, that knowledge missing in young females’ collective understanding. “There should be journals about this.”
Hand pulling down the zipper at my back, he growled lowly at my ear, “Then you shall write one.”
The remainder of my bodice was parted so warm palms might run over my shoulder blades, the tattered dress slipping down my arms. Pooling at my feet, it was forgotten, Cyderial kneeling to remove my sandals while I stared at my masterpiece.
Naked before him, I let my gaze wander to his torn and bloody shirt. Noting how soft it was, how good it must smell, I demanded he give it to me.
I had just the place for it.
Then I demanded the rest of his clothing, realizing my beautiful nest lacked scent.
I knew just where to get what I needed. Brazen, my hand came to his stiff cock, catching the pointed tip so I might stroke its accordion-like segments from tip to base, growling deeply as my drumming enticed. “I want your cum on it.”
May he spray his fluid everywhere, so that, as I rolled atop my nest, I might find his scent in every corner.
He caught my wrist, his eyes rolling into his skull as he panted. Muscles in his neck straining, he threw back his head, and a beautifully perfumed bead of creamy fluid spilled from the slit of his spear-like tip.
This was different than what I had seen offered from him in the past. Enchanted, I asked for more. We moved my touch together over his straining, waving cock, as more came dripping, slippery and hot to ease the slide of my palm over his flesh.
The nest was forgotten as my knees hit the floor. Mouth open, I watched him spill a few more glowing drops of utter temptation.
I whined.
Salivated.
Breathless, he ordered me to “Lick.”
Yes. That was what I wanted. Despite my tight grip, his monster stretched toward my lips, drips of perfection dotting my tongue until his beast surged forward to fill my mouth, where the tip flared in warning that it would not be removed.
Shocked, whatever drug this new fluid was laced with filled my cheeks until I had to swallow or choke. Down my throat, it ran like thick syrup, the fire in my belly blazing into an inferno. To assure I took it all, Cyderial fixed his hand on the back of my skull, encouraging me with words of praise while I stared wide-eyed at the beast who finally felt my mouth on his cock.
And sucked for more.
His free hand, my hands, we worked him instinctively, until I grew woozy from lack of air. Yet I would have drank deeper had he not fisted my hair and pulled me away.
“Enough. Now you eat.”
Oh, I would eat all right. The flesh right off his bones if he didn’t get in the nest and fuck me until I screamed.
To punctuate my point, a wave of pure fire burned a line from my pelvis to my skull, the cry I made not one of pain but one of need. “If you do not put yourself inside me right now, I will never forgive you.”
I had drunk enough of him to be satisfied, my insides churning as spasms left me sagging to hands and knees. Distended belly dropping to the floor as my pelvis angled so he might enter, I presented, sad I was not on my nest but certain it had to benow.
Compassion was given. Cyderial scooped me from my fawning bow and laid me on my beautiful nest, spreading my legs as wide as they might go. With hooded eyes, I watched him climb over me, whimpering when the tip of his cock found my swollen slit.
