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But this isn’t the way I want to finish him. I want him inside me again. We should finish together.
I pull my mouth away but continue to stroke his wet member with my hands.
“I want you back inside me,” I say.
He doesn’t even reply. The tentacles holding me simply shift my body and spread my legs for him. I let my hands dangle into the sand, enjoying its warmth and the feeling of hanging weightlessly in the air.
Next time, we’ll do it in the water. I remember him telling me that. I can’t wait.
With that, he enters again. Somehow, it feels almost entirely different from the first time. I’m more ready for it this time. It’s familiar to me, and at the same time, exciting.
I’m also tired now. I’m glad that he’s doing the work of holding me because otherwise, I would be exhausted.
“I want to keep you for the rest of our lives,” he says, and it still makes me angry, but I realize there’s another part of me that wants it. I’ve always resisted being owned because all the elves who owned me were so brutal and cruel. But there’s always been a part that learned to want a kind owner rather than freedom.
No, I tell myself. If I stay with Laiken, with this strange creature, it will be freely. It will be because I decided to.
Would I do that? Would I have the chance to make that choice?
I lean my head back and moan. At this moment, I am free. Even though he’s carrying me, I’m doing exactly what I want to be doing. That’s good enough for now.
“I want this,” I say. This moment, this feeling.
“I want it, too,” he answers, and I can tell he means it. He hasn’t expected or planned for any of this, either.
In that sense, at least, the two of us are both together.
This time I come just before him. It’s a bigger orgasm than the first, almost as if that one was just a warm-up. This one fills my whole body, and I feel soft, happy, and tired.
He comes just after me, and I seem to feel it with him as he tightens and flows all over me. He’s trusting me in a way that he’s not used to trusting other people. That’s obvious in every one of his movements, and I want to be worthy of it.
We collapse together onto the sand. It’s warm and good to lie in. I immediately turn over onto my side and put my head against his. The sun shines on us softly, as if to help us calm down after all that.
“I hope you’re feeling too tired to go again, too,” I say.
“Thank goodness,” he replies, and I laugh.
But after all the intense sensations and emotions, it feels good just to lie with him on the hot beach. It’s exciting to be pulled in all different directions by intense emotions, but it’s also good to just lie here and feel comfortable.
It’s strange how easy it is to do that with Laiken. Maybe it’s because I know that he knows what it’s like to feel like an outsider. To be alone.
“This doesn’t mean that I’m not upset with you,” I remind him.
“I know,” he answers. “I can feel it in you.”
“It does mean that I’m notonlyupset with you,” I add.
“I know. I could feel that, too.”
Of course he could. I should have known that he would.
I adjust to lie a little more comfortably against him. I can hear his heart beating. Or maybe it’s not just one heart. I don’t know. Either way, it’s good to listen to. As we lie there, the beats align more and more with the beating of the waves against the sand.
And what’s more, they align with my own heartbeat, too.
And so we lie there, wrapped in each other, hearts beating together under the faraway sun.
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