Chapter Twelve #2
Gideon smirked and pulled the panties to one side, savoring the look of her shiny lips, glistening with her arousal, a thin stream of his cum peeking from her center.
“In our culture, a ring is given, too, but on the human Queens on board, I’ve seen those rings worn as bracelets.
” Gideon’s tail whipped around her wrist and bound it tightly.
“I promise I’ll give you the finest ring or bracelet you could wish, my Queen.
For now, all I have is myself.” He bowed his head and inhaled the intoxicating aroma of their combined essences before letting his tongue slip inside.
Sasha burrowed her hips forward so that more of her pussy was pressed to his hungry mouth. “That’s all I want. All I need.”
“Then be a good little Queen and lean back so I can take good care of you. Such a brave Queen, taking so much of me, and so much cum.” He kissed her clit and gave her a roguish look over her wadded-up skirt. “If you’re going to be my Queen, I’m afraid you’ll be getting a lot more, too.”
Sasha nodded, breathless as his tongue began its now familiar, debauched journey that would reduce her to a squirming puddle. “I’m okay with that. I’m okay with anything with you.”
He knew he should remain humble. Not press.
But he did. Sasha’s love gave him such incredible confidence.
Her moans, her calls of his name as he devoured her—devoured himself, mixed with her.
He suspected Farhet would never think to pleasure his Queen in every possible way, that he would be selfish, putting his wants first. He might even find such pleasures disgusting with a human Queen, or perhaps with any Queen.
Gideon did not. It was sweet, salty, and cinnamon-y proof that Sasha was his Queen—and would someday bear his child, and no one else’s.
No money could take her heart from him. Or her body.
A body that was so tempting, and so responsive.
His wide paws stroked up and down her cheeks as he held her open wide, pinning her in place as he forced a fast orgasm from her, took a breath, and immediately began to deliver a second.
This time, his thumb stroked up and down over the soft pucker just under her pussy, eliciting a curious moan.
“My good Queen. All of you is mine, yes?”
“Yes.”
“And all of me is yours.” He remembered the feel of her fingers against him, her mouth sucking while she stroked him, her fingers taking the place of a tail.
“I love that. I love you—oooh!”
His thumb slid into her back passage while he feasted, reveling in the sloppy, wet sounds of her sex filled with his cum and his tongue.
She was still so wet and dripping that he pressed into her pucker and past a tight ring of muscle without any effort.
Now, he remained in there, keeping her full, keeping her sensitive nerve endings alight while he made a mess of them both.
“Gideon, Gideon, I need you. I need you again, inside again!” Sasha panted, forcing herself up with a crunch of her muscles, her dress falling down over his head.
“I will my Que—whoaah!”
Sasha knocked him to the floor with a pounce, pushing him onto his back as her knees landed around his waist. Her hands were a flurry of motion at his crotch, unleashing him, pumping him up and down several times, and then mounting him without a second thought, sitting her luscious bottom down and pushing him into her pussy with a needy cry of distress that turned into satisfaction.
Gideon lay on his back as Sasha rode the top of his cock, only taking a few inches in. Her hands were on her thighs, her head tossed back, and the neckline of her dress fell low, showing her breasts bouncing as she went wild, each thrust pushing him in a little deeper.
“Move with me. Move with me—fill me again. Your tail—”
“In your pussy?”
“My ass.”
He almost came on the spot. “My insatiable Queen.”
“Can’t help it,” Sasha moaned, settling past the first few rings of spines, moving on them before they swelled so that the nubs rubbed the walls of her pussy like some divinely textured toy.
“Take the dress off,” Gideon demanded. “I want to see my Queen in all of her glory. Riding her faithful Knight.”
“My King. My husband and King.”
Gideon lost control as she tossed the dress away and undid her bra. The only strip of fabric left was her strained panties, pulled to the side and ready to snap.
He helped them, a single swipe of his claw presenting her naked body for his hungry eyes, and his paws seized what he wanted. Gideon yanked her hips down, pressing himself in until he felt the curved, firm spot that meant she had no more room.
Sasha twisted and rolled her nipples, hands milking her bouncing breasts as he began to swell, locking her in place on top of him. “Your fur is going to be coated in cum,” she warned. “We can switch.”
“On the contrary, I’m hoping to be coated in your cum, my Queen.” He licked his lips, aware that he was telling her his most intimate desires, things that others might mock. “I hope you squirt again, my love—and that it finds my mouth.”
“Fuck, you say the juiciest things,” Sasha groaned, rubbing her nipples insistently.
“You are the naughtiest creature,” he returned, his tail slipping between her cheeks and filling her while his cock continued to push her limits, making her soft middle bulge slightly.
And the thought of how it would bulge when filled with his cum, when it filled with his cub...
“Sasha, it will be too soon, but I cannot help it,” he hissed.
Sasha didn’t seem to hear him, leaning forward to take his tail better. Her eyes were fixed on something, her mouth hanging open as his tail moved in and out, and she gave short, shallow bounces on his embedded cock.
He put his paw down against her mound, rubbing it in insistent circles. “So full, Sasha. When you’re so full of me, you come so hard. It has nowhere else to go but out, my Queen, isn’t that it?”
“Gideon,” she said in a ragged voice.
“Anoint me. Shower me. Mark me when I’m marking you, pretty little Queen.” He dug the pads of his digits down and rubbed, feeling her bulge out where his cock swelled inside of her, feeling how tight it was to move his cock in and out.
“Yes, yes, fuck, yessss,” Sasha cried, her face squishing up, her shoulders shaking.
Gideon pushed her back slightly as she dripped and spurted her sweet, hot juice across his fur. One particularly hard jet aimed high, and he caught it on his tongue with the grace and speed of a predator catching flying prey.
Watching her orgasm shake her, feeling her pussy clamping and squeezing so tightly on his engorged cock, sent him tumbling into bliss after her. Gideon came with a shout, then a roar that shook everything around them.
“My God,” he gasped afterward.
Sasha sank back, using his bent knees as a rest for her shoulders while she remained full of his cock, his spines swollen into a solid ring that was similar to a Canid’s knot. “Do Felid Queens get dehydrated a lot?” Sasha murmured, licking her lips. “Because this is fucking intense, Gideon.”
“We don’t have to do this so often, my love. I’m just so eager. I can stop,” he soothed, stroking her arm lightly.
“You’d better not. I’m going to be in this ‘heat’ for a while, right?”
“Right,” he whispered, gently stroking a paw down her side.
“So, just make sure we get some juice or something for afterward.”