Chapter 16
Phoenix
It seemed like it took forever to get across campus to Karrick’s dorm. And even longer to climb the stairs to the floor where his room was located. He was shaking by the time we reached the door, the key missing the lock several times before we finally pushed inside.
As soon as we were in, I grabbed hold of him and pushed him against the wall. His eyes flew wide, but judging by the small whimper he made, this was exactly what he wanted. I’m just not sure he expected it to come from me of all people. He was nearly twice my size and much more macho.
“Are… Are you sure about this?” he stammered, his hands already on my waist as he pulled me close.
“Mmhmm,” I managed, pressing my lips against his. Our tongues danced together for a moment before I retreated. “Are you sure? This is… well… really new for you.”
He nodded. “I can’t resist. And… it’s just sex, right? I know how to do that. The plumbing’s just a little different.”
That’s when I paused and took a step back, feeling suddenly embarrassed. “I… uh… I’ve never done any of… this before.”
Karrick stared at me for a long moment, his brown eyes filled with both concern and surprise. “But… But you’re so beautiful,” was his response.
That made my cheeks burn with delight. “I wasn’t allowed to get out,” I said with a small shrug. “So, I never… you know… got to date or do anything else.”
“You’re a virgin then?”
I hated that word. It always filled me with shame. Everyone always made it seem like it was the worst crime anyone could commit. But I nodded anyway, unwilling to lie about it.
“It’s okay,” he said, his arms tightening around me. “There’s nothing wrong with that at all. And honestly…” He paused for a moment, biting his lower lip. “Is it wrong that I’m like… stupidly happy to be your first?”
“No,” I answered, running my hands over his chest. “I’m glad it’s you because I trust you, Karrick. I know you won’t hurt me.”
He smiled wide. “I trust you too, Phoenix.”
Now that he knew, I didn’t want to wait any longer.
I couldn’t. My cock was so hard it was almost painful, and my pants were not made to accommodate that sort of excitement.
They needed to come off. And I wanted Karrick, desperately.
More than I’d ever wanted anything else in my entire life.
I couldn’t explain the bond I felt toward him, but I knew I needed this. Needed him.
When I tugged at the hem of his hoodie, it was a clear request to remove it.
Karrick pulled back just enough to yank it over his head and toss it aside.
My eyes widened as I took in the sight of his bare torso, my gaze traveling over the dark fur that covered his muscled chest and abdomen.
He was far more muscular than I first thought, and it gave me more of a thrill than I expected.
“You’re beautiful,” I breathed, laying my palm flat against his chest and curling my fingers through his fur.
“You don’t want me in human form?” he asked sheepishly. “You know, for your first time?”
“Hell no,” I snapped, grabbing his neck and pulling him down so we were eye to eye.
“I like you just the way you are. The real you.” Then, taking a deep breath, I reached out with my other hand and cupped his massive cock through his jeans drawing a gasp from his lips.
“And I would never ask you to change for me.”
The raw emotion that flashed across his face was worth every uncomfortable moment in the past couple of days. His eyes rolled back slightly as he pressed himself harder against my palm, a low growl rumbling from deep in his chest. The sound sent shivers through my entire body.
“Phoenix,” he whispered, my name falling from his lips like a prayer.
His clawed hands found the buttons of my cream shirt, working them open with surprising gentleness despite his obvious desperation.
“You have no idea what you do to me. Hell, even I don’t understand it.
But I don’t care. I can’t resist anymore. ”
I could feel the heat radiating from his body as he pushed the fabric off my shoulders, his rough fingertips trailing over my bare skin.
Everywhere he touched felt like it was on fire, and I wondered if this was what magic was supposed to feel like, not the controlled flames I conjured in class, but something wild and consuming.
“Show me,” I breathed against his neck, inhaling his woodsy scent that went straight to my cock.
His hands moved to my suspenders, sliding them down my arms before working at my zipper.
I did the same, my fingers fumbling with his jeans until we were both free of the confining fabric.
When I looked down and saw his cock fully exposed, my breath caught.
He was massive everywhere, thick and heavy and already glistening at the tip.
“We’ll go slow,” he promised, lifting me effortlessly and carrying me toward his narrow dorm bed. “I’ll take care of you.”
As he laid me down with infinite care, I realized I’d never felt safer or more desired in my entire life. The way he looked at me, like I was something precious and perfect, made my chest tight with an emotion I couldn’t name.
His eyes never left mine as he settled beside me on the narrow mattress, one large hand coming up to cup my face. The contrast between his dark fur and my pale skin was striking, and I found myself mesmerized by the sight of his clawed fingers stroking my cheek with impossible tenderness.
“You’re trembling,” he observed, his voice soft and concerned.
“Good trembling,” I assured him, though my voice came out breathier than I intended. “I want this, Karrick. I want you.”
He leaned down to capture my lips again, this kiss deeper and more languid than before. I could taste the desperation on his tongue, feel it in the way his body pressed against mine. When he pulled back, his brown eyes were dark with lust.
“Can I touch you?” he asked, his gaze trailing down to where my cock lay hard against my stomach.
I nodded, not trusting my voice. When his large hand wrapped around me, I gasped and arched up into the touch. His palm was rough and warm, and the careful way he stroked me made heat pool low in my belly.
“God, Phoenix,” he groaned, giving my cock an experimental stroke. “You’re thick.” Then he laughed softly. “I… I’ve never touched another guy’s cock before. Is this okay?” he asked, seeming genuinely concerned that he might be doing something wrong.
“More than okay,” I managed to say between shallow breaths. “Don’t stop.”
His movements were tentative at first, as if he were learning the feel of me, the weight in his palm. When his thumb brushed over the sensitive head, I let out a moan that seemed to encourage him. His strokes became more confident, more rhythmic.
“I want to taste you,” he whispered against my ear, his hot breath sending shivers down my spine. “Can I?”
I nodded frantically, words failing me entirely as he shifted down my body.
The sight of his massive form between my legs, his broad shoulders pushing my thighs apart, was almost enough to make me come right then.
When his tongue, hot and rough, licked a stripe up the underside of my cock, I cried out, my back arching off the bed.
“Fuck!” I gasped, threading my fingers through the thick fur on his head.
His eyes flicked up to meet mine, glowing with satisfaction at my reaction.
Then he took me into his mouth, and I lost all ability to think coherently.
The wet heat enveloping me was unlike anything I’d ever felt before.
Better than any fantasy I’d conjured during lonely nights in my room back home.
As he worked me with his mouth, one of his large hands slid beneath me, clawed fingers carefully kneading the flesh of my ass. When a finger brushed against my hole, I tensed slightly.
He immediately pulled back, lips leaving my cock with an obscene pop. “Too much?”
“No,” I said quickly. “Just... surprised. I want that too. I just need...”
“Lube,” he finished for me, reaching toward his nightstand. “I’ve got us covered.”
He retrieved a small bottle and squeezed some onto his fingers, warming it between them before returning his attention to me. His eyes never left mine as his finger circled my entrance, waiting for my nod before pressing gently inside.
The sensation was strange at first, a fullness I wasn’t accustomed to. But as he moved slowly, carefully stretching me, pleasure began to build. When he crooked his finger and hit something inside me, I thought I had died and gone to a different plane of existence.
“There?” he asked, a knowing smile on his face as he repeated the motion.
“Yes,” I panted, pushing back against his hand. “God, yes.” Then I lifted an eyebrow, looking back down at him. “How did you know about that? I thought you’d never been with guys before?”
“I haven’t,” he grinned, his cheeks turning red under his fur. “But uh… well, I got really drunk at a party freshman year and let this chimera girl peg me…”
“You what?!”
His cheeks burned even brighter. “And then I liked it so much that we did it like six more times after that.”
I wasn’t sure if I was jealous or even more turned on.
“She uh… taught me some things,” he said, curling his finger inside me and drawing another gasp from my lips. “Like how to pleasure myself in ways that I didn’t know were possible.”
“Fuck…” I muttered, feeling my hole tensing around his finger. “If you see her again, thank her for me.”
“How about you cum for me instead?” he suggested, a grin pulling at his lips.
“But… don’t you want to… you know…”
“Fuck you?” He let out a small laugh. “We’ve got all the time in the world for that, Phoenix. But I want to taste you.” He took a deep breath, seemingly summoning up his courage. “I want to feel you cum in my mouth.”