Chapter Linton
LINTON
My spicket is desperate for a release. It has already released once, messing my pants again, but this time the need to explode is so overwhelming I’m not sure I can hold on.
With my stunning Kaitlyn sitting on it, hiding it entirely inside her, her naked body being a feast for my eyes in so many ways. I want to taste every inch of her, especially the delicious globes on her chest, tipped with little nubs as red as her blood. I want to taste those the most.
She lifts herself slowly up, revealing more of where we are joined together and causing my spicket to buck hard. Kaitlyn shudders and drops back onto me.
I know I want more, so much more. I love having her riding me, but my spicket is demanding. It wants to breed her. It wants to move inside her. It needs to latch.
It takes nothing to turn her over until she is caged beneath me, her eyes staring into mine as I’m able to circle my hips and withdraw before thrusting back inside her once more.
Her sweet hole takes all of me, sucking on my spicket like it never wants to let go.
I dip my head to trace my tongue over one of her delicious globes and find they are as tasty as I was expecting.
Beneath me, her body arching with every movement my spicket makes, Kaitlyn moans and grabs at my wings, her eyes screwed closed.
Then they open, and the glint in them tells me everything. Her hands reach up and up until they are climbing my face, and then…
Lightning hits.
A flash of light brighter than the moon or sun. My spicket explodes within her as she runs her hands over my antennae, and I am completely and utterly unable to control myself.
No one but Kaitlyn has ever touched my antennae, and it sends me over the brink. With a roar, everything happens at once.
My spicket latches, my seed comes from within me, I bite into Kaitlyn’s flesh, and her blood fills my mouth.
Beneath me, she bucks and squirms, calling my name, her breath short, her channel pulsing over my spicket, squeezing the life out of it, holding me so tight I’m sure she’s going to bite it off with her slit.
All I can say is her name, over and over, over and over. She is everything. She is everything.
“Linton?”
Kaitlyn’s face is just beneath mine. She is studying my face, her red lips begging for mine to be pressed against them.
So I do.
“What happened?” she breathes, her hand around my neck.
“I have latched,” I murmur. “You touched my antennae.”
“Should I not have done?”
“That depends on whether you wanted me to latch you.” I’m enjoying our murmured conversation between lips which are stuck together.
“What happens now?” She shifts underneath me and my spicket stays firmly in place.
“I don’t know.” I groan as her movement causes another rush of seed. “I have not put my spicket in a female before.”
I scoop her onto her side and place my leg over her, wrapping my arms around my sweet mate whose lips I want to touch until the end of time. Her gorgeous orbs are against my chest, and her long hair is over my shoulder.
Yet more seed fills her.
“I mean, do we end up stuck like this forever?” she asks.
“Until the breeding is complete.” I enjoy another flood, this time from her. I nuzzle at the puncture marks on her neck, lapping over them until they are gone. “You gave me yourself, my Kaitlyn, and I will protect you until the Yeavering ends and we are all dust.”
She puts her hand on my cheek. “Is that all you want, Linton? All of me?”
“I want nothing. Anything you give me is a precious gift.” I lean into her touch. “I would die happy knowing this is all I will ever have, you and me, together, binding and bound.”
Kaitlyn studies my face, water hovering in her eyes. “Do you really mean that?” she asks.
“Of course I do. I lost much in the Night Lands, but I know you belong to me,” I say.
“What did you lose in the Night Lands?” she asks, her thumb stroking over my skin.
“I lost my soul. But I have found it again. With you.”