Chapter 30 Reverie
THIRTY
REVERIE
Krellix
She wakes far too soon.
I watch her slowly eat the berries and apple I foraged for her at the first sign of dawn, then pick through the extra clothes in her bag, deciding what to wear.
She roams her gaze over me under the hoods of her eyes as I stare point-blank back, taking in her luscious, mostly-naked beauty.
Her breasts are out and the peaks at the ends of them are hard and tipped, begging to be kissed and played with.
The only clothes she has on is her black underwear and even then I do not think she will have them on for long.
It is morning now, but just, and I am not ready to take her anywhere. Yet. Not while she is so delicious in her current state. Her long, dark waves fall in thick locks over her shoulders and the knees she has raised in front of her, opening her legs partially for my desperate perusal.
She is wet between her thighs and there is a dew mark on her underwear. Straight from the source, she smells ripe and wonderful.
“I do not want to take you back yet.” My voice is rough as my gaze keenly trails over her from head to toe.
I reach down and spread my slit, letting my hard prick out. The knot, already forming to its largest ball, pulsates under my palm. It throbs and thrums. Pleasure ignites behind my eyes as I slide my hand over my length once, waiting for her to answer.
No, I do not want to take her back yet.
“Then… don’t.” Her voice is almost as rough as mine.
“You ssssound better today,” I say, reaching out and guiding her body back into the grass by her shoulder.
She touches her throat as she spreads her legs for me, letting my tail and my swollen prick settle between them as I cover her.
I reach between us and slice off her underwear with my claw.
She twitches and narrows her eyes at me. “Hey! I needed those.”
“Not with me, you do not.”
She pushes softly at my chest and knees the side of my tail. “No more destroying any of my clothing you don’t plan on replacing. This stuff is already hard to come by, I might not be able to find another pair.”
“Oh. I will replace them eagerly.” I run my hands over her splayed hips and pelvis, soon moving them down between her thighs. I curve my hands and spread her further open, overwhelmed with the need to taste her rosy pink opening. “With myself.”
I dive my tongue between her legs and lick her from front to back, tasting her everything, greedy with the need to get her flavor spreading across my tongue.
Her hips jerk and I clasp them, holding them still while I lift and look up at her, waiting until she opens her eyes to meet mine. “Even a naga male needs to eat.”
She slowly smiles, guffaws, and drops her head back with a laugh. “Naughty, Krellix. Who knew?”
I shake my head and, pushing my hair out of my way, lick her again, pausing to lazily tongue her clit for a straight couple of minutes. Long enough to make her purr and push her sweet sex against my face.
“Krellix, like I said last night, I will beg. Again. I’m an impatient girl,” she huffs breathlessly, coughing slightly.
“You are impatient.”
“I’m glad we both agree.”
I growl at her, baring my fangs, but I want to be buried inside her as badly as she is begging me for it.
Gripping her thighs wide, I arch my prick up and against her opening.
I push through the tight muscles, growling again with the exquisite effort it takes.
Slowly entering her, I brace one hand against the ground next to her head while I dig the edge of my ridged knot against her slick entrance.
“Oh, yes!” She arches and grinds against me, pushing her heels into the sides of my tail. “Yes!”
I shove my knot inside her. A grunt tears from my throat, turning into a deep hiss of great satisfaction. Letting my lower body drop heavily between her legs, I spend a few minutes just enjoying her pulsing tightly around me.
Slowly beginning to release some spill, I lever up and look down at her.
She moves her hips slightly, moaning and rubbing her clit against me.
For another moment, I watch her find her pleasure, mesmerized that she would do such a thing at all, and then thrilled she is using me for such a purpose.
My knot throbs and releases more seed. The warm liquid heats her already hot sheathe, igniting more heady sensations along my prick.
“Oh, yessss,” I repeat her words back at her. Nothing is as satisfying as having her pinned underneath me and by my prick. Sliding my tailtip over her full breasts, I squeeze them; she clenches incredibly each time I do.
Leaning into her, I suck one of her nipples into my mouth and pull at it.
She cries out, gripping my head with her hands. I suckle harder, savoring the way her sheath strangles my most intimate and needy appendage. It answers her every clench with an eager throb. I move to her other nipple and suckle that one as well.
“Krellix!” she moans, making my knot swell even more.
Thrusting hard and fast with the abrupt need to release, I spill heavily inside her, caught in a tempest of instinct. The pleasure makes me groan out a long hiss as I go still above her.
She grabs the sides of my tail, digging her nails into me and shoves up against my body.
A cry pours from her pouty lips just before I can catch it with my mouth.
Silencing her with my tongue, I feel her sheath constrict around me wildly.
Kissing her through her climax, I thrust hard once more, hoping to extend it.
She moans into my mouth, slowly relaxing under me, her hold on me loosening.
I, just as slowly, lower on top of her and rest my head on her shoulder.
She pants until she finds her breath and settles in the arch of my tail. Looking at how pretty she is in the sunlight, amongst the grasses and little white flowers crumpled between, I exact the moment to memory, praying I never forget a second of her satiated in my arms.