Chapter 19
Voss
My entire body was tight with the need for her, the yearning like a physical thing pushing me closer, and yet, I held back. She was right here, dark-eyed and golden in the candlelight, soft and pliant from the orgasms I gave her, ready to take me whole.
All that was left was to plunge in and take her, but I wavered. I told her the truth: I wasn’t worthy. Here I was, the last, the only, a relic of a people that was all gone from this world. All I could give her was a house that was half a ruin, a life in remote wilderness, and myself, and I knew it wasn’t enough.
She was my queen. It became more obvious the more I looked at her. Beautiful and full of life, she belonged with her people, somewhere she could thrive and shine her beauty for many. She belonged among those who didn’t make her afraid.
And yet, I couldn’t let her go. The very thought was hateful, now more than ever. She was mine, and she would stay with me, and I would do anything to keep her happy despite how inadequate the life I offered her was.
I would take this treasure for myself and worship her for the privilege. And if being with me made her suffer, my heart would break, but I knew I wouldn’t let her go even then.
“Come inside, husband,” she whispered, and I opened my eyes in wonder, my tail lashing from the shock of her words. “Come home.”
Her eyes were soft and curious, her lips parted when she studied me. I took a shaky breath and nodded, dropping my forehead to hers.
“Yes. You are my home.”
I drove forward, my aching cocks finding the entrances into her body. I stopped there, shaking, not yet in, but already tasting the heat of her, already pressed into her slick. I raised my head to look at her. I wanted to see her face when she welcomed me in. When I took her.
She breathed fast now, her eyes bright, cheeks dark. I hung in that precious moment, the in-between of almost and not yet, until she squirmed impatiently against me, her breath catching.
“Please.”
That one word flared up my spine like a flame. I pressed forward, forcing myself to go slow. Both my heads breached, turning her stuttering breath into a cry, her body tensing. I pressed deeper, knowing the heads were the widest, and I just had to get them all in.
When it was done, her cry quietened into a pleading whimper and I stilled, gritting my teeth to force back the overwhelming urge to thrust.
“How do you feel?” I asked when her eyes, squeezed shut in the moment of pain, slid slowly open.
“Like I’m about to split in half,” she said with a faint smile. “A joke. Wow. That’s… something.”
I rose high on straight arms and looked down, a shudder going down my back when I saw both my cocks partly inside her, stretching the tight holes open with their girth. Mine, mine, mine. Only mine.
“I really want to fuck you.” I looked up at her face, warring with myself. “But if you need time to get used to…”
“Please do,” she interrupted, raising her hips slightly so more of me slid into her. We both hissed.
“Slowly,” I said, swallowing thickly. “You’ll take me slowly.”
I talked like she had any choice in the matter, but I was the one setting the pace, depth and angle, and it was excruciating. All I wanted was to plunge deep and come inside her, then maybe rest for a bit, still buried in her sweet holes, and fuck her again.
But she was my queen and she deserved better.
“There, my love,” I murmured, slowly sinking another inch into her as she panted, her lovely breasts moving with her breaths. “How is this?”
“F-full,” she whined, her thighs trembling on either side of me.
“Yes,” I said, pushing in a bit deeper. “You’ll be full of me.”
I pressed deeper still, almost halfway in, when she clutched my arms in a tight grip, her mouth and eyes wide open, locked on my face.
“It… Oh gods… It… Voss…”
She gripped my arms harder, breathing so fast now, a lock of hair by her mouth fluttered madly. I pulled slightly back and rocked into her. She cried out, her muscles contracting around my cocks and squeezing them tighter than I ever could in my fist, because my hand could never envelop them as fully as her hot, human body.
“Fuck,” I breathed, stilling while she moaned, her legs shaking. “You feel so good.”
“I feel like… Like I’ll burst any moment…” She gasped in shallow breaths, holding on to me like I was her lifeline.
“I can wait,” I said reluctantly, loathing the thought she might ask me to pull out. That I might be too much for her.
“No! Please, move b-but… slowly.”
I rocked gently, my muscles trembling from the effort. She was slick and ready for me, and yet it was so tight inside her. Every thrust and pull was met with resistance. The pleasure was excruciating, and I felt like I’d come any moment, but I held back with iron will.
I wanted this to last. Forever, if possible.
Alina moaned louder and louder, her moans turning into wails when I worked more of myself into her. Now, the spikes covering the lower half of each shaft brushed her openings with every gentle thrust, and she trembled so hard, I had a moment of worry for her.
But then, her seeking, urgent hands grabbed my hips and pulled me deeper. I slid in, spikes entering her, and she howled, squeezing me so tight, I couldn’t move. Wetness squirted out of her, glittering and hot as her muscles squeezed me rhythmically.
Blinded by the pleasure, the heat, the pride of making her come like this, I thrust deeper in and came, emptying myself into her body in hot, long spurts.
We both panted, our breaths loud and hot, our bodies fused by the same aching pleasure. She shivered still, her eyes glassy as she watched me, obeying my request to the last moment. When my arms felt like they’d give out, I pressed her close and rolled us gently so she was on top of me, both my cocks fully seated in her tightness.
“I wanted it to last longer,” I murmured into her hair that spread luxuriously on my shoulders, chin, and throat, her head lying on my chest.
I shifted to better accommodate my tail, and she gasped, tightening reflexively around my cocks.
“Oh, wow. I can’t believe we did this.”
Her voice was hoarse from all the moans and wails she uttered, and I took pride in it. I made my mate scream, and not from fear. I gave her pleasure. Maybe this could work out, after all. If only I pleased her so well every day, maybe she wouldn’t regret staying with me.
We lay in silence while our hearts and breathing calmed slowly, perspiration drying on her skin, excessive heat seeping out of me. My cocks refused to soften, trapped in her delicious holes, but it felt good and right.
I was fully buried inside my wife and I never wanted to leave.
Soon, she squirmed on top of me, making cute, frustrated sounds when she couldn’t find a comfortable position. I caressed her head and back, and she squirmed some more until my cocks bucked from the friction, and she stilled, gasping loudly.
“Mmm. Would you like to ride me?” I asked, my blood already pumping faster. I was ready for more.
She groaned and sat up, my cocks jostling inside her and immediately hardening even more. She blinked down at my face, her hand stroking her collarbone.
“You don’t have to,” I said as soon as I saw her uncertain expression. “We don’t have to. Just tell me what you want, and I…”
“No.” She leaned forward, making me groan with pleasure, and pressed her fingers to my lips. “I’ve just never done this before. But I want to.”
“Do whatever feels good,” I said against her fingers, then let my tongue out to lick them. She snatched her hand away with a startled laugh. “I promise anything you do, anything at all, will be amazing.”
Her hesitation melted away and she smiled, bracing both hands on my stomach. I groaned and grabbed the sheets when she started rocking, haltingly at first, her gorgeous tits swinging with the movement. My thighs trembled with the need to thrust up into her, but she had control now. I wanted to let her explore and take her pleasure from me just as I took mine from her.
Soon, she was riding me faster, her body bouncing fluidly on top, squeezing my cocks to within the inch of my life. Her eyes slid shut, and I reached up, cupping her cheek.
“Please. Please, look at me.”
She did, releasing a loud moan when our eyes met. I wanted to grip her thighs, but I didn’t trust myself. The pleasure suffocating my cocks and blazing up my spine was too good. I didn’t think I would have enough strength not to grip her too hard when all my willpower went into staying still so I didn’t hurt her.
“Voss… Oh, Voss!” Her eyes were wild, her mouth open and panting.
Her movements grew chaotic, face twisted in the searching need of an almost orgasm. I hissed low, my hips rising to meet her now in short, reckless thrusts. I couldn’t hold back.
This time, she came in silence, her body tense, unseeing eyes glued to mine. She squirted out her pleasure onto my lower belly, her pussy and ass squeezing so hard, my vision whitened with bliss.
As soon as she stilled, I flipped us fast and fucked her hard, snarling and hissing. All I could think of was how I’d already come inside her, so now, I fucked my cum deeper into her body as I got ready to give her more.
I was going to flood her insides, mark her truly and completely, and make her pregnant.
She bared her throat and whined long and loud. I thrust faster, our bodies meeting with faint slaps every time I bottomed out, trying to get deeper and deeper. Soon, pleasure surged, my balls swelling with readiness. I rutted into her so hard now, the bed shook, and she was silent, eyes and mouth wide open, taking me. Taking every inch.
“Just… a moment… longer… And you’ll take it all,” I got out with effort, focusing on the white flame that was about to burst into heat and bliss inside me.
She arched, her breasts brushing my torso, and squeezed me hard with another orgasm. My cocks swelled inside her and then I came, buried so deep, I’d probably have to be pried away from her with force. All my release went into her, marking her inside, flooding her fertile body.
I rolled us gracelessly this time, and we both landed on our sides, breathing hard. She was covered in glistening sweat that smelled delicious, like my mate and sex, and I tugged her to me in an effort to stay inside. But I was done, that orgasm taking the last of my strength. My cocks softened and slid out, followed by a steady trickle of cum from both her holes.
Alina moaned softly and pressed her cheek to my arm, falling asleep almost at once. I drifted off soon after. The last thing I saw was her soft, trusting face pressed to my scales.