Chapter 8 Carrion

Carrion

“Wait! If you do that, I’ll-” Azul gasped as his back arched and claws dug into my flesh.

“You’ll what?” I asked with a grin. The pain meant nothing compared to his pleasure.

I stroked down his seam, playing with him, finding the right pace and spots that made him choke and groan.

Each rub of his seam and cock brought more sounds of pleasure as foam frothed and his gills flapped.

“Spread your legs wider, Azul. I want your knees on my shoulders.”

The crown prince of the Sapphire Shores whimpered as he did as I asked. He encased me between soft blue thighs, keeping me tight to him.

As I thrust my fingers further into his ass, he bared his spiked teeth. His hand ran between his knees, and he grabbed my head, keeping me against him.

My name fell from his lips as I sped up.

I was curious to see what would happen if I pressed my fingers inside the seam where his cock had been hiding.

As I sucked on his shaft and swallowed his cum, he bucked so hard that the head of his cock drove into the back of my throat.

I choked, losing my grip, and his ass thumped against the bed, dragging his cock from my mouth.

But I didn’t break my stride, jumping back to him, still sucking, still thrusting, working as hard as I could to make sure my prince was fully prepared to take even moret.

I wanted to close my eyes as they teared up, but I needed to see my mate’s face as I pressed my other hand against the seam behind his cock. My fingers were thick against his cool, delicate skin, but I had learned now that every part of him inside was as warm as the fire racing through my veins.

I pressed one finger inside his seam, and groaned at the slick that swelled around it as I went deeper.

“Carrion, push into me!” Azul cried with fiery as the passion in his voice.

“You look magnificent,” I hummed as the warmth of his seam encased me.

As I moved my finger and explored inside the seam, I realized there was room for so much more.

“And here?” I asked as I lined up a second finger, running them up and down his seam. “Is this where you have children?”

I nearly fell on him as he hooked his claws into both sides of his seam, spreading it wide open for me.

“This is just home for my cock,” he said as the sea salt scent wafted from him.

“Just your cock? Or could it be for something else?” I asked, taking advantage of the space by slipping two more fingers into him. And his back arched, and he thrust even harder against me.

All four of my fingers stayed in line, moving up and down through the seam to test how much space there was.

“Why can’t I feel my fingers in your ass through the other side?” I asked. “That’s normally how it is with humans. At least with women. Because this isn’t a pussy, is it? And it would be a waste to pour my cum into here when we both know where you really want it.”

“No,” he shook his head. “You have to fuck my ass. You've already been in my womb, and I need you to fuck me there again.”

“So that’s where I need to stuff you full of cum so I can watch you swell up with our child?”

Azul groaned as more fluid surged from his seam and ass at the same time.

“You're so hot when you talk like that.”

“You’ll look beautiful,” I said, my fingers bending inside his ass while I rubbed in his seam. “How much can we make you swell up now? Because I want to see what you will look like in the future.”

I licked at his cockhead again, distracting him as the four fingers in his seam bunched together, and I made a fist.

I groaned in satisfaction as Azul cried and yelled, screaming as my fist sunk into his seam.

It welcomed me, molding to the shape of my hand as I pushed my fist as far as it could go, while keeping my other fingers firm against the entrance to his womb that made him so wild.

His screams turned into sobs as I twisted my fist, experimenting with how much I could move in him. There was so much more space than I expected, and I could definitely fuck him here in the future. If there was one for us.

It was like the frenzy of battle, doing everything I could to stay afloat while drowning in overstimulated senses. I dipped back down to feed his cock and flares into my mouth again, and my cock was aching at all the luxurious sounds he made.

I never realized how good sex could be until I fell under the thrall of his cum.

There was another spurt of sea foam that flooded my mouth, and by the time I had swallowed it down, my cock was ready for him again.

I pulled my mouth from his cock, giving one last thrust of my fist into his seam. His moan echoed deep from his chest, and even though my mouth had been so full that my chin was actually smeared with cum, I wanted to taste more.

He trembled under me, gasping and moaning as I pulled my dripping fist from his seam.

“You gripped me so hard, Your Majesty. I want to see if you can come on my fist, but your lips look like they are begging for a kiss.”

Still high on the pleasure of tasting his cum, I cupped his cheek, turning his head so he looked at me.

The vulnerability I saw in the eyes of the crown prince of the siren nation swept me away.

I pulled my fingers from his ass, luxuriating in the cry that burst from him as I fell on him and stole his breath with a kiss.

As I plundered his mouth, I adjusted my hips, lifting his back so my cock could easily reach his ass.

“I hope you’re ready for me, my prince,” I said, my voice heavy with lust.

All he had were wordless cries and whimpers. He looked spent, but I promised to give him a child.

I clasped his hand, my battle-worn, slick-covered fingers entwined with the sleek webs of his, his cool against my hot as I met his eyes. His face crumpled, and it was clear that pleasure overwhelmed him before I had even been inside him again.

I wanted to kiss him again, but I didn’t want to miss the sight of his face as I entered him.

“Azul,” I said, his eyes squeezed closed, his body shuddering as my tip slipped inside him. “Azul, stay with me.”

His bottom lip trembled as he forced open his eyes, his brow creased as I gave him the softest smile filled with more love than I had ever known.

“Stay with me, my prince,” I begged. I thrust my hips, his back arched, and we both cried together.

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