CHAPTER 59 #3
I was enchanted. I watched my mate breathe steadily, so beautiful and flushed after our mating.
I knew I had pleased her. Her delightful screams had attested to that.
My inner demon was proud, practically strutting.
Even more astonishing, she was sleeping on her back.
Her trust in me was absolute. She was truly mine now.
Each breath pushed her breasts up, and I stared at them, marveling at how beautiful they were.
Her anatomy was so different from a Ptexari female.
I was fascinated by every tiny difference.
I had never felt skin so smooth. I loved how it pinked up when I slapped her buttocks.
How the round globes of her ass felt as I dug my fingers into them when I thrust inside.
And her mating channel. Gods, it was the stuff of dreams. So hot inside.
So wet and tight. I felt myself growing hard again.
It was difficult not to climb on top of her and take her, but I needed to let her rest.
Instead, I sat up and stroked my hard length.
The idea of covering her with my seed and rubbing it into her skin was nearly as enticing as fucking her again.
I leaned down and smelled her cunt. Mmmm.
Delicious. I could not wait to taste her again.
I would feast on her for hours, if she allowed it.
I had eaten her twice already, and it was not enough.
Would probably never be enough. I sat back up and stroked some more.
I leaned over her right breast and breathed gently on the nipple.
It engorged and sat erect. I let out a low groan at the sight and did the same to her left breast. She was so responsive.
I began to stroke faster. I could not stop myself from groaning as I remembered her wet heat.
I wanted to dip my fingers in her channel and scoop up her slick and paint my skin with it.
I brought my hand to my nose. I could still smell her on my fingers.
I dipped my fingers in my mouth, tasting her, as I stroked myself harder with another hand.
Nothing in this world tasted as good as my mate’s wet pussy.
It was tempting to wake her up again with my face between her legs.
My hips bucked at the picture in my mind.
I was stroking hard now, groaning low, so as not to wake her.
I drank in her naked form, picturing all the ways I was going to take her. All the ways she would ride my cock.
I felt a tingle at the base of my spine, and my balls drew up tight.
“Yess,” I hissed out as my cum spurted onto her stomach.
I rose up onto my knees and aimed my cock at her breasts.
Ropes of cum covered her nipples, and I grunted at the final pulse.
I gazed in satisfaction at her body covered in my seed.
I could no longer resist. I gently spread my seed on her abdomen and breasts.
Andie sighed in her sleep, but did not rouse.
Again, I thought.
Ptexari males did not have much of a refractory period.
When our females went into heat, they expected to be rutted for hours on end, over and over, during a mating frenzy.
They may only desire their mate twice a year, but by the end, the male’s dick was raw, and he was more than happy to wait a few months to recover.
I stroked my cock again and came on her mound. Then once more on her breasts. The last time, she finally roused. Gazing at me with sleepy eyes, she took in my hand on my cock with a raised eyebrow. She sat up and glanced down at her torso. It was a sticky mess.
“How many times have you come on me?” she asked.
“Three so far,” I said, not pausing my hand on my cock. “This will be my fourth.”
She ran a finger through the sticky seed on her breast and brought it to her mouth. “Mmmm, sweet,” she said. She seemed pleased. “Lay down.”
I lay on my side and continued to stroke as I drank in the sight of the cum dripping down her breasts.
“On your back, please,” she said. I hesitated. I knew this was coming, but in the moment, I was finding it hard to actually lie on my back, with my wings pinned beneath me.
“Is something wrong?” she asked.
“No, of course not. Anything for you,” I said, as I slowly rolled onto my back. I tensed as she hovered over me. It was a dominant position, although her posture did not seem to indicate she intended to dominate me.
“Let me taste you,” she said. Of all the things I had seen humans do on video, this made me the most nervous.
The idea of allowing a female to put my cock in her mouth was unthinkable.
First, why would anyone want that? I did not understand.
Second, what if she were not careful and bit it off?
Ptexari teeth were very sharp, meant to tear through meat.
I realized humans had blunter teeth, but I still was not sure if I wanted to allow this.
“You will not bite me?” I asked.
“No! Of course not. Wait, have you never had a blowjob?” Andie said, incredulously.
“Ah, no. This is not something we do.”
“I’m starting to think you’re all sexually repressed,” she chuckled. “Trust me. You’re going to love this.”
I relaxed. I did trust my mate. She had never tried to harm me. And truthfully, she was a tiny thing. Weak and fragile. If she did try, I could overpower her easily, even from this vulnerable position. “Very well, then, mate,” I conceded.
She gave me a wicked grin, leaned down, and licked up the side of my cock.
Oh.
She gripped my cock by the base, flattened her tongue, and licked a stripe up the other side.
Oh, stars.
She swirled her tongue around the tip, and my hips bucked off the bed.
She pulled back, laughing. “You have to be still, or you might choke me.”
I nodded, unable to speak words.
She slowly put my cock in her mouth and slid down.
It took all my willpower not to move. Her plush lips covered her teeth, and as she drew her mouth back up, I groaned.
She slid back down again, and I came hard, spurting my seed into her mouth.
She drank it down, and the sight of her swallowing my seed undid me.
“Andie,” I said reverently.
She drew up, chuckling. “We’re going to have to work on your stamina for that.”
“That was…” I had no words.
“I know, big guy,” she said. “We’ll do it again sometime, so you get the full effect, but if I’m being honest, right now, all I can think about is that I’m starving. Is there anything to eat?”
I nodded, still too stunned to string together a complete sentence.
I thanked whatever deities or creators brought us together, because my mate was utter perfection.
I had had intercourse with other females, of course, and I had been told that I was a pleasing lover.
But I had never experienced a mating like this.
I had thought so much about pleasuring Andie, to make up to her the terrible violation I committed upon her, that I had not considered how pleasurable it would be for me.
No wonder human women were so prized. They were sensual goddesses.
There was simply no comparison. I was a lucky, lucky male.
I brought a tray to the bedside with cool fruit juice, berries, meats, and flatbread.
I fed my mate with my own hands. She told me I was ridiculous and rolled her eyes, but she took the bites I offered from my fingers without much fuss.
I knew she was perfectly capable of eating on her own, but it satisfied something deep inside me to feed her this way.
We showered together, and she let me wash her hair.
I admit, I was fascinated by her mane. I knew nothing of how to care for it, and she showed me.
Then after I toweled her off, she let me comb through it, showing me how to gently detangle any knots.
I loved taking care of her in this way. I hoped she would let me comb her hair every day.
She gave me a brief kiss and said, “Thank you for last night. I need to go home and take care of my animals.”
I nodded. “Of course. I will accompany you.”
She looked surprised. “Thank you, but you don’t have to do that, Dakleth. I’m sure you have your own duties.”
“There is nothing that cannot wait, my mate. You are the most precious thing to me. I will see you home,” I said.
“Ok,” she said. “I’ll be back for lunch with the family tomorrow and my piano practice. Give me a moment to gather my things.”
As I waited for her, I leaned into the bed cushions, inhaling our combined scents. I sat in my reverie, replaying our night and morning of pleasure together. My thoughts took a darker turn as I remembered the first time I saw her and took her.
She had been so beautiful, even then, but with the clarity of hindsight, I saw how disheveled and disoriented she was upon our first meeting.
When I entered her, her mating channel was dry.
I had enjoyed her tight warmth, brute that I was, but I did not understand that she would secrete her own lubricant when aroused, because our females did not.
As I replayed those moments, I could not help but feel tremendous guilt, again, for how deeply I had harmed her.
How I had, in my ignorance, ignored her pleas for help, forcing myself upon her over and over.
I remembered the ecstasy of that first orgasm with my mate and felt a deep shame.
If I could cry the way the humans did, I would have shed an endless stream of tears.
Andie
My body was still thrumming from the mindblowing sex I’d enjoyed with Dakleth.
Damn, that man could do wonders with his giant cock.
And hands. And tongue. I hummed a happy tune as I brushed my teeth again.
I dressed, ready to start the day. Even if starting the day was occurring in the afternoon.
I smiled to myself and returned to the bedroom.
Dakleth was sitting on the bedcushion looking…
morose. His head was bowed in his hands, his crest lay flat.
His wings drooped listlessly. What on earth?
We had just spent an amazing night together, and he looked like someone had died.
Oh god, did he get bad news while I was in the bathroom?
I rushed over to him and put my arms around him as I sat next to him on the bed.
“What’s wrong, Dakleth? What happened?”
The eyes he turned to me were so devoid of life, I was terrified.
“What is it?” I pleaded. “Tell me, please.”
He closed his eyes and turned his head away from me. “I am ashamed,” he said quietly. He moved away, extricating himself gently from my embrace.
“Of what?” I said. “Why won’t you let me hold you? Did I do something?” I didn’t like this. He was making me nervous.
He looked at his hands, avoiding my eyes.
“I have been thinking of the time I violated you,” he said softly.
“I ignored all your signs, Andie. Your mating channel was dry. You screamed in pain, but I was so lost, it actually was a goad to my pleasure. You cried tears, which I did not understand. Your body showed all signs of distress. You called for help. It is so clear in my mind now, how you did not want me, and I took you anyway. I know what we did last night was different. But all it does is show me how awful I was to you. I never thought I would violate a woman. That I would violate my mate, the person I should protect above all others. I do not know how to handle this guilt, this shame.”
I wasn’t sure how to react to this. I didn’t want to minimize what he did to me, but I didn’t want him to carry around this guilt any longer, either. I had forgiven him. He was a good man, and I envisioned a future for us together.
“Dakleth, look at me,” I said firmly.
He lifted his head, and I could see the agony in his eyes.
“Yes, you hurt me,” I said, holding his gaze.
“I won’t deny it. But I can’t hold you accountable for things you didn’t understand.
I’ve seen the Ptexari mating ritual. I know I triggered that in you.
You had never seen a human, so you didn’t understand my tears.
You couldn’t understand my language. You didn’t know that I should be wet for you.
Knowing what you know now, would you ever take me if I said no? ”
“Of course not!” he cried. “I would never hurt you on purpose, my beloved.”
It was the first time he had called me that. “I know you wouldn’t. Let me ask you this. When sparring, have you ever been hurt by someone?”
“Yes, a few times. Not often, and usually the damage is minimal, but one time my cousin sliced my wing. The healers sealed it, but I could not fly for a week.”
“Were you mad at him?”
“For a while, yes. I sulked for a few days, but I knew it was a training accident. I forgave him, of course.”
“Did he feel bad about it?”
“Yes, of course. He brought me pava fruit every day. I eventually told him to stop being stupid. But I did enjoy the pava fruit for a while.” He chuckled. I took his hand.
“You were able to forgive him, and I’m able to forgive you. Let it go, Dakleth. It’s the only way we can move forward.”
“You are wise, my beloved,” he declared.
“I cannot promise I will forgive myself so easily.” He squeezed my hand and placed one of his palms on my cheek.
“You are precious to me. It is difficult to know that I was the cause of such pain. But for you, I will try not to let the shame swallow me whole. I will spend all my days bringing you pava fruit.”
I laughed. “I mean, I like pava fruit as much as the next girl, but I don’t know that I want it every day. Let’s just see how it goes. It’s taken me nearly two years to heal. I can wait for you to catch up.”
He nodded and brought me in for a hug. He buried his nose in my hair. “Thank you, my mate,” he said quietly in my ear.
Eventually, I broke his hold. “Come on, I need to get home.”