Chapter 15 #2
I pull back just enough to look at him, my breath coming in short puffs. He always looks good, but he looks absolutely stunning when he comes. “More?” The word is little more than a croak.
Tavryn nods. “Yes.” He doesn’t sound much better than me. His voice is so broken the translator has trouble deciphering what he’s saying. “Don’t you dare think about stopping.”
I don’t need any more encouragement than that.
I slide my free arm up until I can wrap my hand around his horn and start sloppily jerking it.
His body immediately clenches around my fingers.
I expect him to tell me what to do like he normally does, but apparently the combination of me jacking off his horn and massaging his prostate has left him speechless.
The only thing coming out of his mouth is a variety of ohs and ahs that are driving me absolutely out of my mind with desire. I need something, anything, or I’m pretty sure I’m going to explode. And not in a good way.
Before I can find my voice enough to ask, or more likely, beg, for what I want, something slick brushes against my crease. Both my hands still as I jolt in surprise, my forehead knocking into the back of Tavryn’s head. He curses, brow furrowing as he rubs it.
“Watch it!” Okay, apparently the pain was enough to draw him out of his lust-filled haze. Good to know. “If you don’t like it, you can just tell me to stop. You don’t have to headbutt me.” It takes me a couple of moments to piece everything together. Oh. Oh.
“That was your tail!” I exclaim. Tavryn stares at me like I just told him there were stars in space, so I guess that must have been obvious.
For being so obsessed with his tail, I sure do forget about it quickly.
“And you were—” I swallow thickly as I realize exactly what Tavryn was planning to do with his tail and quickly adjust my legs to give him better access.
“Don’t stop. Please don’t stop. I want it so bad, Tav, please. ”
Tavryn smirks when I immediately start begging. “I will,” he promises. “After you get back to work.”
Right, we were in the middle of something.
I’m not sure how I could forget with the way Tavryn’s body is sucking on my fingers, attempting to draw them in deeper.
I don’t dare think about how good that’s going to feel around my cock.
I’ve made it this far; I’m not going to come right before the finish line.
I slowly start up my rhythm again, figuring that’ll be easier than jumping right back into things after we’ve had a moment to catch our breaths. Things don’t feel quite as frenzied, though I’m sure it won’t take long. The energy between us is electric, more so than I’ve felt with any other partner.
Tavryn’s tail wiggles its way between my cheeks to find my hole. The tip pokes at me, trying to get in, and I whimper softly.
“Hey.” Tavryn grabs my cheek, forcing me to look at him. I grip his horn, though I keep driving two fingers into him. He grunts as he rocks down into each thrust. He’s definitely not going to let this conversation keep him from chasing his own pleasure.
“Breathe. You’ve got to breathe if you’re going to let me in.” I do as he asks, though it’s more easily said than done when I’m already so desperate.
It takes a bit more convincing from his tail, but eventually he’s able to slide the tapered, lubed tip into me. I groan and bury my face in the back of his neck.
“There we go. Good boy.” Tavryn breathes the words in my ear. They send a full body shudder through me, and my grip around his horn tightens, drawing another pretty moan out of him. “You’re taking it so well.”
I melt under his compliments, my pace slowing as I grind down onto his tail. I’m trying to focus, I really am, but it’s nearly impossible when there are so many distractions.
Tavryn notices I’m not in any kind of mindset to be in control. Thankfully, he has no problem taking over. He guides my hand away from his entrance to wrap it around his cock. “I’m so close. Touch me.”
I nod, quickly working him through my hand. My cock has been dripping precome like crazy, and it slides easily between Tavryn’s cheeks.
Meanwhile, Tavryn slowly pushes his tail further and further into me.
It gets thicker the deeper it goes, until my rim is stretched almost painfully around him.
Right before I think I’m going to have to ask him to stop, the tip of his tail curls to brush against my prostate.
I let out a yelp that morphs into a groan as his tail massages the spot.
It’s far more flexible than a finger, and Tavryn fully uses that against me.
“Tav, Tav, oh, I’m gon’ come!” I’m rambling and I know it, but I can’t stop. Pleasure has completely overloaded my system. “Please, please, please let me.”
Tavryn works his hips up, his cock thrusting into my grip. I feel the ridges throb in my hand. “Come for me,” he growls, biting his lower lip to keep himself from groaning. “Want to feel you around me when you come.”
That’s all I need. My orgasm crashes over me like a wave.
I drown in it. Distantly, I hear Tavryn cry out as he hits his own release, adding to the mess on his front.
His tail continues to stroke my prostate through my orgasm until I’m nothing but a trembling, panting mess.
Once we’re both completely spent, his tail slides free as he rolls over to face me.
“More?” I ask, trying not to wince as I say it.
If Tavryn needs more, I’ll give it to him.
I might be a country boy, but I ain’t no quitter.
I promised Tavryn I’d give him everything he needs.
I’m not exactly sure where I’ll find the energy.
Maybe he’ll let me take a break to get some water and a snack.
I tense when I feel Tavryn shaking on top of me.
His face is buried between my pecs, so it takes me a moment to realize he’s laughing.
Hard. Harder than I think I’ve ever heard him laugh before.
Even though I don’t know what’s so funny, I start laughing too.
Maybe nothing’s funny. Maybe it’s just the joy that comes from a really great lay.
“No.” Tavryn rests his chin on my chest so he can look up at me. “I’m undeniably finished.” His smile turns wicked as he adds, “For now, at least.”
I collapse back against the bed, letting myself relax and enjoy my own post-nut bliss now that I know my work is done.
Tavryn lets out a pleased hum, pressing a kiss right over my heart.
It fills me with a weird kind of warmth.
Not bad, just…weird. I’ve never felt this way, but then again, no one has ever taken me with their tail before, so I blame it on that.
“Did I do good?” I ask softly, feeling vulnerable now that some of the pleasure-filled haze is gone.
Tavryn considers it for a moment, fingers drumming lightly against my skin.
My heart rate, which had slowed to something more normal, quickly starts pounding again.
He takes his sweet time. It’s like he wants to watch me squirm.
After what I swear is the longest minute of my entire life, Tavryn puts me out of my misery.
“Your form needs work.” I pout down at him.
That’s not exactly what I want to hear, but by the grin on his face, it’s apparently not as bad as it sounds.
“I suppose that means we’ll have to practice. A lot.”
I grin back at him. Now I like the sound of that.
The next morning, Tavryn is already out of bed by the time I wake up.
I take full advantage of having the bed to myself, stretching out with a little groan as I take stock in my body.
After the adrenaline from the show and our nearly all-night sex marathon, I’d crashed hard after we cleaned up.
I’m a bit sore this morning, but not in a bad way.
No, it’s more of a way that makes me want to do it all over again tonight.
I guess we don’t have to wait until tonight, since we’re leaving this morning.
We’ll be back to it being just the two of us in Tavryn’s small, cozy ship.
Well, the two of us and Stells. I haven’t heard from her much since we’ve been in Qauvela.
Hopefully she got out at some point to enjoy her time off.
I spend a few more lazy minutes in bed before my need to go to the bathroom gets bigger than my want to stay in bed.
After doing my business, I head into the open kitchen and living room.
The place is empty, but there’s a pot of yurba and some kind of pastry laying out for me.
I help myself to a mug of the warm, rich drink, humming happily as I take that first sip.
Once my mug is half empty, I pick up the pastry and take a large bite. I examine the filling as I chew. It’s chunky and bright orange in a way that doesn’t look natural. Weirdly, it tastes kind of like if peanut butter was more savory and less sweet. Whatever it is, I don’t hate it.
I shove half of it into my mouth as I wander into the garage for Tavryn’s ship. When he hasn’t been running around with me, Oliver, or the Despot, Tavryn has been doing repairs and maintenance on the ship. I figure he’s probably there now, making sure everything is ready for us to leave.
Except when I walk into the hold, the ship is gone. I look around as if a ship the size of an RV could just be hiding somewhere. Nope. The ship is definitely gone.
I quickly swallow the bite in my mouth. My throat is so dry it feels like it gets caught halfway down. Chugging the rest of my yurba doesn’t help. “Tav?” I call. My voice echoes around the large, empty space as if it’s trying to make fun of me for asking such a stupid question.
I wait a few long moments for a response, even though I know there’s not going to be one. “Okay. Okay. No need to panic,” I say to myself as I panic. “He’s probably just…around here somewhere.”
I jog back into the main room and down the hallway that holds the bedrooms and bathrooms. I call Tavryn’s name as I go, my palms getting clammy when it’s clear he’s not here. There’s no way. There’s absolutely no way Tavryn left me, especially after what we shared last night.
…Right?