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His lips tilt up and he walks closer. “I’ll remember that for next time.”
Next time? Will there really be one? Why aren’t I arguing against it? Maybe because I don’t think Finn will want to continue anything after tonight. It’s better to show him all of me early on. All the reasons others struggled to love me. The sooner he realizes I’m not truly who he wants the better off we’ll both be.
He tosses the jacket and blanket beside me. “I’m going to go to the restroom and give you some time to yourself.” He leans over and presses a kiss to my forehead before walking away.
I don’t say anything and sit up in bed. Staring down at my shirt, I tug at the bottom before pulling it off and dropping it on the bed. Placing my hands on everything, I rearrange it the way my bird wants it. I circle around the mattress to even out the clothing and blanket the best I can, feeling more at peace as I watch the nest come together. Yawning, I stretch my wings and crawl onto the right side where I was before, staying inside the ring of material.
The bathroom door opens and Finn steps into the room. His face beams as he examines the nest, touching each item gently. “All done?”
I nod, my words slowly starting to slip away from me.
“It’s beautiful. Such a lovely nest you built. I can’t wait to sleep in it with you.”
My heart warms. He crawls in beside me and reaches behind himself to turn off the lamp. “Time for me to help you relax a little so you can sleep better.” He strokes my hair, sliding his fingers up and down the top of my head. I crane my neck, seeking out more.
“Such a pretty bird you are. I wish I could see what you look like when I pet you. Good thing we’ll have tomorrow morning.”
Finn wants to touch me and I’m going to let him. All night and morning long. I have plenty of time to hate myself for it later. Right now I want to indulge in his fingers and the way his palm is brushing over my upper back. He’s petting me as if I had feathers. I coo and he slides further down, nothing keeping him from going too far. My head falls back when his nails glide down my spine.
“Can I pet you under your wings, love bird?”
I coo, forgetting how to nod my head.
He slides his fingers up and down my back, his touches full of care and gentleness. I want to bathe in them. “You’re so perfect and wonderful. My sweet little pipsqueak.”
My heart warms and I melt into the mattress when his hand moves in longer strokes. Fingers caress up the side of my body and underneath my wing, causing arousal to spiral inside me. Everywhere his hand goes are areas only lovers should touch a bird, leading to sexual frustration, but I enjoy it too much to tell him to stop. My body has gone without it so long, it’s touch starved.
His fingers travel to my back again, going lower this time and stopping at the waistband of my underwear. I coo, writhing between him and his arm. His hand slides beneath the elastic to stroke the top of my crack and I make more noises of enjoyment. “I love touching my love bird. You enjoy it too, don’t you?”
I bury my face into his neck and nod. His fingers slip between my cheeks and rub along my hole. My limbs jerk when he presses harder, my tight, dry channel preventing him from going inside.
“Mmm. Tomorrow I’ll get you wet here so I can play with you more. Will you let me?”
“Coo, coo.” My sounds come out sounding more eager than before and he laughs.
“Someone sounds as excited about it as me. Tonight I’m going to take care of you another way. This is about you, not me. I want to make you feel good so you have a better sleep. You want that, pipsqueak?”
My head moves up and down against his chest. Right now he isn’t my step nephew and his age isn’t a factor. He’s simply a handler taking care of his precious pet—me.
Pressing a kiss into my hair, he tugs at my underwear. I lift my hips to allow him to pull them down halfway, enough for my cock to spring free. “Look at you being so helpful. I can’t wait to reward you for how good you’ve been for me.”
Birds respond better to positive reinforcement rather than spankings or any other punishment. Finn is so in tune with my needs it’s easy for me to slip further away from the human side of me. How did I miss him being so damn perfect? Maybe because it was dangerous for me to focus on the times he wanted to care for me.
He presses his palm to my lips. “Give me a few licks, love bird.”
Doing as he asks, my tongue darts in and out until he pulls away.
“Perfect.”
I squirm at the slight praise, craning my neck.
Wrapping his hand around my straining cock, he strokes me gently and I slowly rock my hips. Heat pulls in the center of my body as he increases his speed, occasionally rubbing his thumb over my slit to smear my precum into my skin. Each tug and caress brings me closer to the edge. A fire erupts inside me, flames scattering along my limbs from the overwhelming pleasure. No one has ever made me feel this good before and I’m not sure anyone ever will. “Look at you. So beautiful. Let go for me, baby.”
His mouth brushes over mine, his tongue licking at my opening beak. I coo loudly, in longer and higher pitched notes, my sounds coming out more like a song as I come, shaking. I keep chasing his hand until I have nothing left inside me and become completely boneless.
He presses sweet kisses to the side of my face and neck, nudging his nose against my feathers. “Such a beautiful melody you sang for me. I could listen to it forever.”
I hum softly, overcome with bliss and a wave of something else so wonderful I can’t describe it. More sated than I’ve been in a while, everything inside me relaxes and I close my eyes. I’m somewhere between awake and asleep as Finn cleans my stomach using only his mouth. His tender licks are warm as they collect my release. They travel down my happy trail and I shudder from the oversensitivity when he laps at the tip of my cock.
