Chapter Sixteen #2
Jessie couldn’t wait. As cute as it was to see his mother finally get to dote on a small kid once more…
he had a far more pressing issue. Jessie wrapped his hand in Katarina’s, tugging her out of the kitchen.
He pushed through the back door, shut it as nicely as he could, and unlocked the graveyard in quick succession.
He was pretty sure his hands were trembling by the time Katarina shoved him by the chest up against the wooden gate.
“Twisting you up in knots, huh?” she teased, kissing him hard.
Jessie moaned into her mouth, hands flailing as he did his best to lock the gate behind them.
As much as his cock demanded sacrifice right then, he knew better than to get found with his pants around his hooves this close to his parent’s house.
He dragged himself out of her kiss, intertwining his fingers in hers.
“Baby girl, I am going to apologize in advance.”
“For what?” Katarina laughed while racing to keep up.
“I’m about to be so rough on that sweet pussy of yours,” he growled, firmly shoving her into the side of an old minivan.
She grunted but didn’t have time to scold him as his mouth crashed onto hers.
Her fingers took up the front of his shirt and tugged him close.
Jessie’s hand went right for those tight jeans of hers.
He broke their kiss to crouch and tug them off her.
Katarina stomped out of her pants, but Jessie, being the gentleman he was, kept her feet off the ground when the pants took her flimsy flats with them.
Hooking her knees with his shoulders, he hoisted her into a seated position on his face.
Katarina let out a small, surprised yelp that she quickly covered with a flailing hand.
Jessie snickered into her curls, swiping through them with his tongue.
Katarina clamped her palm over her mouth for a moment to hold back the moans.
Only after he’d teased her clit out to play, drenching, did she let that hand go.
“Fuck, where have you been all my life, Jessie? You eat a girl like you’re starved. ”
An easy smile spread across his face as he pulled away from her cunt for only a moment. He couldn’t pull away too far, as he was merely holding her an inch above his mouth. “What can I say? Your boy likes to eat.”
Jessie thrust his tongue back into her eagerly.
Katarina sat down onto his face harder, driving his tongue right where she needed him.
A moan rolled out of him as her tangy delight coated his tongue once more.
His girl grabbed him by the horns and rode him.
Jessie’s cock pulsed in his pants. Needy, desperate, begging to be released, he could feel his knot straining, but he didn’t wait so patiently through dinner not to get dessert.
Katarina started panting, low mewls of delight trickling out of her.
That’s how I know she’s close. He spared a risky hand to the top of his head to toy with her clit.
Her thighs clenched around his ears. Muffled moans echoed over his head as he fucked her with his tongue.
Walls fluttering, cum filling his mouth, Jessie made sure to get his fill of her till she squirmed.
“I thought you needed me to take care of that knot.”
He snickered, pulling away to look up at her.
She was red in the face. Jostling her a little, he did his best to be gentle.
But it grew harder, literally, to restrain himself.
Especially when a tail slithered up the front of his pants.
His cock rammed against the front of his pants as he felt her tail tip hook around the button and pop it free.
“Baby girl, that tail of yours? We gotta talk about that later.” He sucked in a breath as the sharp tip dragged down the zipper. Jessie fixed her legs around his waist.
“What’s wrong?” She batted her eyes at him playfully.
“I want to know what all you can do, but right now all I can manage is to see what you can do with this knot,” he was breathless as he managed a miraculous feat. Having pushed his pants and boxers off his hips without dropping her.
“Succubus tails are multi-faceted. I can undo a shirt, I can sting you and cause all your limbs to fail, or I can swat you across the backside. Not nearly as good as my hand, but she’s cute.
” Katarina’s playful giggle gave Jessie pause.
His heavy tip pressed against her curls, hands wrapped around her, he stared at her in awe. She raised an inquisitive brow.
“You can do all that and you were some accountant?” He shook his head.
“Something’s got to pay the bills.” She twirled his hair around her finger behind his head.
“Baby girl—” He stopped himself from saying what formed on his tongue.
Instead, he shoved his cock deep in her and smashed their mouths together.
Baby girl, I will gladly pay all your bills.
Was it the heat talking? Was it because the idea of having a smoking hot succubus on his arm would be the biggest power move in the world?
Or was it because he cared for Katarina?
Was it too soon to tell? Jessie didn’t like to play pretend, it only led to disappointment. But what if he did pay all her bills? What if he fully moved her and Isabella into the house officially? What if? Would she want to when she realized who he was? What he was capable of doing?
All those thoughts died the first time she moaned into his mouth.
Despite his buzzing wasp nest of a mind, his hips were a well-oiled machine.
Pistoning deep into her, he drove himself deeper until he stood on the edge of free-fall.
His knot was moments from being buried in her.
Oblivion tickled his spine as he pulled back from the kiss an inch.
“That’s my girl,” he breathed heavy as she shifted.
Her heels pressing into the small of his back, angling him more, Katarina clearly wanted it as much as he did.
Her head fell back against the cold metal, eyes rolled back in her head, mouth cracked open an inch for her whimpers to trickle out of, an absolute vision.
One last hard thrust and Jessie fell forward, hands to the metal beside her head.
He pressed against her, both shuddering as his knot popped into place.
His thrusts from there were shallower. Hooves digging into the dusty earth, he drove himself home. “Fuck.”
Katarina raked her fingers down his back.
With every rope of his cum, his hips jerked.
The car behind her groaned in protest of every sharp, sudden press.
It was a tingly, delightful eternity as he rode out his orgasm.
When he finally pried his eyes open, he found cherry glowing orbs staring back at him. That wicked smirk of hers did him in.
Jessie couldn’t have stopped himself even if he tried. “I’m gonna breed the fuck out of you.”
“What?” she blurted out. He blinked, realizing that just came out of my fucking mouth. Katarina stared at him wide-eyed. And now I’ve ruined any chance I had of finding out if you’ll let me pay your bills. Jessie grimaced.
“I...uh...”
Katarina glanced down where their hips met, then back up at his face. “Was that the knot talking or Jessie talking?”
“Honestly?” He wheezed, shame creeping up his spine. “I have no idea.”
“Because if it was the knot talking, then we can play the breeding fantasy all you want. Just like the poor girl can’t afford to pay for her car, gotta have the sexy mechanic rail her over the hood to pay off the repairs.
I am very down with that.” She let out a woozy laugh as she toyed with the hair on his head.
“And if it was Jessie talking ?” He approached softly, voice hoarse.
“Jessie...” she trailed off. Welp, that’s not good.
“I’m sorry, Kat. I didn’t mean to make this—” His voice cut out as she put a hand to the center of his chest. The look in her eyes was apologetic, not angry.
“I just got out of my last marriage. I still don’t have my shit together. I’m not ready for…I’m just not ready for that. For doing that for real. For wanting more than just some fun.”
Jessie exhaled a heavy sigh of relief. “Baby girl, I’m so sorry for putting that pressure on you. Truly it was mostly my knot talking. I just had some post-nut madness and I—”
Katarina giggled, grabbing him by the face. “I get it.”
“I didn’t even think I had a breeding kink!” he blurted out.
She snorted, shaking her head. “Happens to us all.”
“Katarina...are you okay?” He finally asked. Should have just asked that first instead of running your big fucking mouth. But life was full of insanity he didn’t mean to say or do. Jessie followed her gaze, keeping her eyes locked with his till she finally relented with a soft smile.
“I just keep wondering ‘Why are you everything I wanted Gill to be?’” She furrowed her brows, throwing her arms out to her side.
“A man who makes me feel so irresistible that he can’t wait to put his face between my legs?
Who wants to make a family with me? Who invites me to family dinner and I’m excited to go and I have a good time?
Who matches my energy? Was it so hard for him to treat me this way? When it’s so easy for you?”
Jessie Bonesaw swore in that moment, that the second he got his fingers around Gill’s neck, it was the last time Gill had an unbroken neck.
He made an oath to find a way to keep Katarina.
And maybe when she was comfortable, when he’d erased all of that rotten scum of a man from her soul, she’d want to do it for real.
Because Jessie Bonesaw realized in that moment he did want a family, and he wanted to make one with her.
And maybe Nik, if I can ever convince that bugbear to confess that we were never just friends.