Chapter 5
chapter
five
Malcolm
“What did I ever do to deserve a love like yours?” she asks.
“You were yourself.” I crowd into her. “You smell so goddamn good. Where does the scent come from? Is it all over? Just your skin?” I scent around her neck, then make my way to her mouth.
I kiss her. Pouring in everything I’ve felt since she left. Her hands scrape up my bare chest.
“I’ve missed you so much,” she says.
“How do I undress you now? I don’t want to hurt you,” I say. “Can I touch your wings, or will that damage them?”
“You can touch me anywhere,” she says. “And my clothes just all open to the front now. There’s a local seamstress who helps with fashion issues.
She made me several shirts that have slits in the back for my wings, then fasten in the front.
I just wear leggings with them.” While she’s talking, she’s unzipping her shirt.
“I didn’t even see that zipper,” I admit.
“She’s pretty crafty and clever at hiding things like that. Bras are trickier, so if I’m not leaving the cottage, I just don’t wear one.”
But my eyes are already locked on her full breasts.
“Christ, I’ve missed these.” I fall to my knees in front of her, putting me more at eye level with her tits.
I cup them, lean closer, and inhale her delicious scent.
My dick pulses inside my jeans. I flick my thumbs across her hard nipples, and she moans.
“I’m aching, Malcolm, and I’m so empty. I don’t think I’ve ever felt this empty.”
I come to my feet. “I’m going to fill you up, Babydoll, don’t you worry about a thing.”
“Yes, I need you to breed me,” she says. She gasps at her own words. “I don’t know where that came from.”
“From your heat, baby. Your body is ready to have some babies.” I undo my jeans and toe off my shoes and socks. “Take off your pants and get on the bed. Can you lie on your back, or do you need to be on top?”
She strips out of her leggings and panties, leaving her bare to me.
The scent of her arousal has my cock leaking. I grab her by the hips and pull her flush to my body. All her plump curves up against me, and it’s a miracle I don’t come all over us.
“I can lie on my back, but I want to ride you. Is that okay?”
“Fuck, yeah, it’s okay. As long as you let me taste that sweet pussy first. You have no idea how much I’ve missed you and this.” I squeeze her hip. “I missed your body, Joy.”
“I missed yours, too.”
I lie on my back on the bed. “Before you get on my dick, bring your pussy here so I can lick you. I’ve got to have a taste before I lose my fucking mind.”
“Is my heat affecting you too?” she asks.
“I don’t know. I suppose it could be. But I’ve always wanted you like this. I am insatiable for you, wife.”
She crawls up my body, then straddles my face, bringing that sweet cunt down to my mouth. To say she’s drenched is an understatement. Her arousal is dripping from her, sweet like honey. I swipe my tongue straight up through the middle of her cream.
She squeals and rocks against my face. “I’m going to come. Already,” she says.
So I keep licking and sucking until she’s bucking against me. Then she’s scooting away, moving her body down mine until she gets to my aching cock.
She lifts up, lines me up, and then sinks down onto me in one swift movement.
I start coming immediately. “Oh fuck,” I say on a shudder as the intense pleasure pulses through me. “I’m sorry, Joy, I don’t know what happened. I guess it’s just been so long and you feel so good.”
She moves up and down my length. “You’re still hard.”
She’s not wrong about that. And as she keeps moving, it’s already feeling like I need to come again.
“Is it okay if I keep going? I forgot how much you fill me up. Malcolm, I love your dick.”
I laugh. “I’m glad. I hope you love the rest of me too, but I can assure you my dick loves you in return. Yes, keep going. Take what you need, Babydoll. ”
Her movements become wilder as she chases her release. When she comes, her pussy squeezes me so tightly, it sets off my own climax. And still she rides me.
So maybe her heat is affecting me. I have good stamina, but I’ve never come so close together before.
Then I feel a new sensation. Something inside her cunt, grips onto me, at least that’s how it feels. Like there are tiny hands simultaneously tugging and holding me in place.
“What is that?” I ask.
“I’m not really sure, but I can’t get off of you yet.
It’s like I’m locked in place.” Her body shudders with pleasure, and she rocks herself against me.
“I read once that some female moths have locking mechanisms inside them to keep the male in place and get all of his sperm. I think that’s what this might be. Does it hurt?”
“No, it feels unbelievable.” I come again, shooting ropes of semen into her womb. “Fuck, Joy! I don’t know what’s happening, but it’s goddamned amazing. Feels so fucking good.”
“Yes,” she pants. Her wings fully unfurl, and she comes again. “Malcolm!”
“You look amazing like this. Riding my dick with your beautiful wings out. You’re a miracle, my love, not a monster. I feel like I’m falling in love with you all over again.”
When she stops coming, she falls over my chest. I wrap my arms around her. Her wings flutter over us.
“I think you might have gotten me pregnant,” she says.
“Can you know already?”
“I’m not sure. But it feels like that. I have a peace that I haven’t felt since all of this started. I mean, it could just be being reunited with you. Because that is everything.”
“I never stopped looking for you,” I admit.
“Thank you for not giving up on me. I’m so sorry about how I handled things.”
“It’s over with now. I’m here and I’m not leaving. Of course, we’ll need to get our own place. Not that I want you to abandon Amelia.”
“It’s okay. She would much rather live closer to the water. She’s stayed here because of me.” She nuzzles against my neck. “You’ll really move here?”
“Wherever you are, Joy, that’s where my home is. So yes, I’m afraid you’re stuck with me.”
She leans up and looks at me. Her wider, rounder eyes gleam with happiness. “That bodes well for me, especially since you are literally stuck inside me at the moment. Presumably, my body will release you at some point.”
“Being inside you is paradise, Babydoll. I’m in no hurry to leave.”