46. Chapter 46
Chapter 46
Beg for me.
The second we left the cafeteria, I released a sigh of relief. Fuck. It was intense. Kal and Seth. Seth and Vince. Fyn and Caleb trying to fix it. Don staring at everyone. The other humans freaking out. I didn’t want anything to do with any of it, so I snagged my husband to have a nice fuck.
I let go of his hand and turned around with a smirk.
“What?”
I took a step back, and his tail flicked. “Chase me.”
Mindy’s tail thrashed.
“If you catch me, you can have me.”
Serlotminden opened his mouth to say something, but I didn’t let him finish. I took off. He snarled behind me, and my pulse jumped as my dick twitched. Desire twined with a tinge of fear, not enough to bother me, but enough to make this exciting. I darted around the corner to the closest elevator. We were not far from one, and I needed to use it to get away from Mindy. He’d always caught me before. I didn’t necessarily want to get away, because the sex afterward was always amazing, but I wanted the chase to be harder for him.
When I reached the end of the hall, I slammed the button, entered, then closed it. Serlotminden shouted in frustration, and I smirked, waving at him.
“NAID, floor five.” The elevator moved down. There were other elevators, and he knew their placements better than me, which meant evading him was near impossible. Bouncing, I waited, ready to run as soon as the door opened. When it did, I bolted toward our room.
I rounded a corner and arms snagged me, lifting me off the ground with ease. I yelped, and Serlotminden bit the nape of my neck, growling, “Mine.”
Panting, I nodded, dick hard. “Yours.”
He licked me. “I am yours in return.”
“Mine.”
Serlotminden turned me around and lifted me, hands gripping my ass. My legs about his waist, I gripped his face between my palms as my lips found his. His tongue demanded entry, and I saw no reason to deny him. I groaned, trying to rub my dick against his stomach. Mindy nipped my bottom lip, pulling on it, then licked it.
We entered our room, and Pookie squeaked, climbing Serlotminden. “Not now, Daughter.”
I laughed when she settled on his head. She didn’t get why I could climb him and not her.
“Pookie,” he groaned. His hard cock pressed into me and his breath was harsh from desperation.
“She wants to snuggle,” I commented, kissing his neck and paying particular attention to where his scent gland was. He moaned, panting. I licked and sucked, rocking into him.
“Teddy,” he cried, making Pookie snort. I laughed. Serlotminden nosed my neck. “You are very beautiful.”
“So are you.”
He breathed me in, huffing. “You are really staying.”
“Yes, Honey. I’m staying. How many times do I need to say it?”
“My apologies.”
“No.” I caught his chin, so our eyes met. “I’m not mad. I am truly asking, how many times do you need me to say it? How do you need me to say it? What will ease your worry?” I kissed him gently. “What do you need?”
“This. Exactly this.”
I captured his mouth in a slow kiss in an attempt to soothe him, to show him how much I loved him, to convey we had all the time in the world. Mindy started to move to our room, and Pookie squealed.
“She needs a walk,” I muttered against his lips.
Mindy groaned. “I need you.”
“After. I promise.”
Before he had a chance to protest, Pookie leaped off and tackled one of her toys, shaking it as she started to take it back to the lair she’d made of blankets and pillows.
“She is content for the moment,” he said with a smirk.
“You got lucky.”
“I did. I have you, don’t I?”
I locked my lips to his. Mindy stalked to our bedroom and dropped me on the bed moments before he fell on top of me. His wings sprawled and his tail whipped. I ran my fingers over the leathery membrane, tracing the delicate veins.
“You’re gorgeous,” I said.
Serlotminden smirked. “I know.”
I laughed. God, he was so arrogant. I loved it. “I want to ride you so bad.”
“Take what you desire.”
“Hmm, is that so?” Arching, I kissed his chin and moved up his jawline. “I want to make you beg. I want to edge you until you are crying for me.”
“Please, Flower. Please.”
“You’re already begging for me.”
“I told you I would,” he panted.
I bit my lip.
“What?” he asked.
“I don’t know how.”
“I will teach you.”
I ripped my shirt off, and he helped me, then tossed it to the ground. I tried to pull off his shirt, but his wings were out, making it impossible. He had to draw them in so I could yank it off. The rest of our clothes followed the same descent to the floor.
Rolling on top of him, I kissed his neck and a flood of nerves rose from my gut. This was something Serlotminden loved, and I had to make sure that I was meeting his needs. I’d never done it, though, and while I knew how he looked when he started to come, I wasn’t perfect at predicting it. What if I messed up?
“Flower,” Mindy cried beneath me, head falling to the side to give me more room.
The nerves rushed out of me so fast I almost sagged against Mindy. He was in love with me, and he was very easily pleased. More than all that, we had time. If this time wasn’t great, we would try again and again and again.
I licked his scent gland and teased his sides. He arched beneath me, whimpering. Pressing kiss after kiss to him, I muttered, “I love your noises. I love when you call for me. I love when you scream for me.”
Chest heaving, Mindy groaned, “Mate.”
Slowly, I tried to kiss, lick, nip, and tease every part of him. I wasn’t exactly sure how to edge Mindy, but the first plan was to get him worked up. My hand slid down his taut stomach until I reached his cock. The tip was wet with his desire, and I spread the liquid to ease the glide of my palm and pumped him.
“Bartholomew, don’t stop. It’s so good, Mate.”
“Tell me when you’re close. I’m not good at this yet.”
“Yes,” he cried, and I wasn’t sure if it’s because he was agreeing or if he was enjoying what we were doing.
I cupped his balls, playing with the scales on his sack. Mindy thrust upward into my palm chasing the friction. I jerked him, watching his face, and tugged on his balls. When his cries reached epic levels, I pulled away, and Mindy groaned in protest. I kissed his knee, placing more down his thigh, tongue tracing his scales, to silence any problems he had as well as to comfort him.
“You were close, weren’t you?” I asked.
“Flower, more. I won’t come yet.”
He’d been close. I was sure of it. I kissed his thigh, coming close to his cock, but I moved away at the last second to do the same to his other thigh. Mindy trembled, grabbing my hair. I rubbed my nose over his inner thigh. “What do you want?”
“Your mouth on me.”
I sucked his tip into my mouth, and we both groaned, albeit Serlotminden’s was far louder. My tongue worked the underside of his cock as I took him as deep as I could manage. I hummed around him, and he canted, sending his cock into my throat.
“Mate,” he screamed, and I slid off him, coughing. Breath harsh, he asked, “Did I hurt you?”
“No.” He’d been close again, I thought, so I slowed down, rubbing and kissing his scales. “Can I lick your ass?”
“Do you want to?”
“I want to try.” I’d always been curious, and now, I had the chance.
“Then lick me.”
“Can I put my fingers inside you?”
“Yes,” he said. “But grab the lube.”
I snagged the lube before returning to my spot between his thighs. “I can’t see you, Honey, so I need you to tell me when you’re close or if you’re ready to come.”
“I will.”
I lapped up the sweet beads of liquid that dripped from his cock and kissed my way down the shaft to his balls. I sucked on one, then the other, making him groan, before licking from his taint to his hole. Mindy took a sharp gasp. Tentatively, I swiped his pucker, and he cried.
Mindy was so damn easy to please.
With each pass, I grew more confident until I was attacking him and making Mindy scream. His hips ground against me as I licked him. When he relaxed enough, my tongue slid inside his tight warmth.
“Yes, Mate. That’s so good, but I’m too close.”
“Good job.” My own cock was hard to the point of painful and it was leaking all over the sheets. I wanted to plunge inside of him, but I knew he didn’t want that, at least not yet. One way or another, I needed to come, but I wanted to bring him to the edge one more time.
Putting some lube onto my fingers, I circled his opening.
“Bartholomew!”
I pushed one finger in, and he groaned loudly, hips rocking instantly to ride me. “Don’t you need time to adjust?” I asked, sliding my digit in and out of him.
“No. More.”
A second, then third finger joined the first, thrusting in and out of his hot channel. I searched for his prostate, but I couldn’t find it. “Honey, where’s your prostate?”
“My what?”
“Where is the spot that makes you feel good?”
He shook his head, panting, saliva coming out of the corners of his mouth. “Too deep for your fingers.”
“Do you have toys?”
Mindy paused in his rocking. “What?”
“Sex toys.”
“I understand. Yes, but not here or right now. This feels amazing, Mate. So impossibly good.”
I wrapped my lips around the tip of his cock and sucked, tonguing his slit for more liquid. Mindy keened loudly, rutting into me gently as he rode my fingers. He shook and trembled beneath me as my name and animalistic cries ripped out of his throat.
“Close,” he snarled, his movements becoming jerky.
I pulled off him.
“No, Flower. I need it. Please. Please .”
I kissed his glistening tip. “Let me ride you.”
“Please. Please. I need you. I need to be inside you.”
“You beg so nicely.”
He moaned, more pre-cum escaping him.
“Help me?”
“Of course.”
I climbed on top of him and gave Mindy the lube. With shaking hands, he put on the glove before coating his fingers with lube. He circled my hole, and tingles went up my spine, making me grunt. I bore down when his finger prodded my pucker; we were both too impatient to draw this out anymore. My cock was hard and leaking, and he was dripping all over his abs.
Gently, I rode his finger that quickly became two, then three. I panted at the stretch, grinding on him until I was swearing with every movement and sweat dripped down my spine. I couldn’t wait any longer. I lubed his dick, then angled it toward my ass. I impaled myself in one hard motion, and a loud noise ripped out of my throat.
Serlotminden hissed. “Be careful.”
I grunted. He was a worrywart. I was fine. God, I was more than fine. I was so full. It was amazing. He stared at me, eyebrows pinched. He was focusing far too hard on me. I placed his hands on my hips and began to rock, picking up the pace as I rode him.
When the first cry slipped from his lips, I grinned. Now he was focused on the right thing. I moved faster and harder, shoving down onto him. Serlotminden planted his feet wide and bucked up into me. The sound of my skin slapping against his scales mixed with his loud cries.
“Mate. Mate,” he screamed on a loop. His tail curled about my leg and his wings were spread over the bed beneath me. With his messy hair and wide eyes, he looked completely undone, and I fucking loved it.
“What?” I asked. “What, Honey?”
He didn’t reply, mouth open as animalistic cries escaped. With my hands splayed on his chest, I sped up even more. My own cock jerked and slapped my stomach, but I ignored it. I wanted Serlotminden to beg. I wanted to watch him come apart beneath me.
His eyes screwed shut as he called out for me even louder.
“That’s it, Honey. Scream for me. Show me how much you love me.”
Serlotminden complied. He thrust up into me with each of my downward movements, making our fucking even harder and more desperate as he shrieked like he was being killed.
“Husband, please.”
I smirked. “Beg more.”
“Please. Please. Ah, stars, please, Flower. You’re so tight. You are perfect. So perfect. Hell it all . I need to come. Please. Please . Let me.”
I kissed him to swallow his pleas, hips moving. His tongue slid over mine. I slammed back, and he moaned. I ate it up, not letting his mouth go.
I stilled.
“No, I’m so close,” he whimpered.
“You’re mine.”
“Yes, Mate. Yours. All yours. Please.”
I started to ride him again, pounding back. He grabbed my cock, pumping it. His thumb swiped over the tip, and my head fell back. Serlotminden thrust into me, hitting my prostate as he jerked me off.
“I’m coming, Honey.”
“Cover me in your seed. Claim me. I need it, Bartholomew.”
His name ripped out of my mouth and my hearing went to fuzz. Serlotminden rutted into me once, twice before his cock kicked and warmth flooded me. I groaned as his cum filled me. With a shudder, I fell on top of him, his softening cock inside of me. My breath was harsh as I lay on his chest, shaking.
He teased the slight curls that had started to grow at the base of my skull and said, breathlessly, “That was amazing. The best I’ve ever had.”
Very doubtful, but I kissed his chest, licking one of his nipples. He wiggled, oversensitive, and yet I continued, because I liked to torture him.
“I think we should spend the rest of the trip here, alone,” he said.
“If it is anything like the tension in the cafeteria, I agree.”
Serlotminden rolled me over, kissing my neck. “Another round?”
“Give me a few minutes.”
He grinned. “We have all the time in the world.”
We did. I pressed my lips against his. Serlotminden was mine, and I was never going to let him go.