Chapter 40 Finally Home #2
Farther and farther he takes me, slicing through the forest so fast it whips past us.
The leaves rustle and the air wooshes as he twists and turns, following pathways and trails only he knows.
Time passes by and the minutes bleed into hours, and as Krellix eventually slows down, I know I won’t be returning to the encampment—at least not today.
Wherever he is taking me, it’s far—farther even than the river.
It’s then I start to notice mountains appear through the trees.
“Where are we going?” I ask, murmuring the words into his ear as I rest my cheek on his shoulder.
“My Obsssservatory,” he responds with a thick sibilant slur and it reminds me that he’s still very hard between my legs. Despite how far we’ve traveled, he’s enduring that discomfort.
Finally we begin to ascend one of the ridges, following a road-like trail along the side of it.
I turn my face away from Krellix, laying my other cheek upon him as I take in the breathtaking view of the forest below.
I spot the encampment in the distance, so small now, a mere blip in the canopy.
It’s then I realize just how vast the forest actually is.
It spreads for miles in every direction.
There are mountains beyond, both north and east of me, nearly surrounding the entirety of the wood with only a few valleys in between peaks.
After a while the path up the mountain tightens, until it vanishes altogether off the side of the cliff.
From there, Krellix sets me down to take my hand and lead me through the thick undergrowth up along the mountain.
We pass a wide, tiered brook and pause shortly to drink and splash our faces.
The entire time, Krellix’s molten gold eyes are glued to me.
“I want to be inside you, female,” he rumbles when I face him.
I rise from where I kneel next to the water and walk over to him, tracking his throbbing cock in the corner of my eyes.
My body clenches as suppressed desire comes raging back.
With no sounds of activity around us, and only the sweet scent of his pheromones thick in my nose, I want nothing more than for him to be inside me too.
I stop beside him and cup his cheeks. “I know.”
I don’t waste any time, kicking off my boots and shimmying out of my pants while he rises—still partially dirty—from the side of the brook.
I reach out and stroke his cock, spreading my hands and fingers all over it.
Cupping his knot, I tug him towards me. But just as he’s growing wild-eyed, about to grab me and take me to the ground, I pull my hands away with a shake of my head, resting them on his shoulders next. “Let me.”
Despite my temper having cooled, I want to be in charge—and take out my frustration the way that suits me the most.
I push him back down into the mossy grass beside the brook, and slowly, with his eyes locked on me, he lets me.
“Don’t leave me again,” I warn, stepping over his tail and lowering myself on top of him until I’m sitting just above his cock.
His face is taut with restraint, his gaze heated with dark lust, his hands clawing into the dirt where he rests on his elbows to stare up at me. All mine.
I don’t wait for him to answer. My warning is sound enough.
I reach between us to clasp his knotted erection and, with my flannel shirt still on, lower onto the head of his cock.
Slick from breathing him in for the past several hours, I take his rigid girth easily, sliding down him a little at a time just to tease.
My inner muscles constrict, getting used to his thickness all over again.
“My knot is full,” he warns back.
I slide my hand over the straining bulge and give it a gentle squeeze.
Krellix’s groan fills my ears and, just as I’m about to work my sheath over it, his tailtip comes up to slide around my middle several times over.
Suddenly, I’m caught within the ring of his longest limb, and he squeezes me like how I squeezed his knot—everywhere.
His tailtip slides up my arm, his hands—my thighs, and feeling quickly lost in him, I moan and push down.
With only a little bit of resistance, I sway my hips and work my way onto him. Another moan escapes me when his knot presses heavily against my g-spot. Pushing through the pleasure, I settle all the way down and over him, accepting his mass fully.
“Julia, my sweet, beautiful female…” Krellix groans with contentment, running his hands and sliding his tail all over and around me. “Taking my prick into her body so deliciously…” He hisses roughly when I clench my muscles hard around his cock. A groan escapes me as well.
I forgot Krellix has a naughty streak.
I shiver all over at his words.
Reaching over his tail, cinched taut around me, I rest my hands on his chest and look into his hooded eyes. “I need you, Krellix,” I whimper. Using my bare feet braced against the ground, I lift partially off him and drop back down. I do it again, and then again, enveloping his knot anew each time.
Krellix’s hands tighten on me too, squeezing me everywhere.
Overcome with sensation, I quickly pick up my pace, just needing to feel him everywhere inside me.
His hisses fill my ears as his hips meet mine over and over.
I lean over him, bracing my hands on his chest, and my hair falls out of its band to cascade around us.
His body shudders underneath mine and I keen as his knot digs into my most sensitive flesh.
He grabs my hips, raises me, and thrusts up sharply into me, dragging his knot again along my g-spot.
Crying out, I arch as an orgasm rips from my body.
A wave of stress, fear, and rejection explodes out of me with it, so intense that I immediately deflate into his embrace.
As his arms sneak up around me to hold me close, he thrusts deeply into me once more and spills his seed.
For the next few minutes, as I ease into a languid state against his chest, he lightly pumps up into me until all of his seed is spent. His cock, never leaving my constraining sheath, jolts inside me rapidly throughout, nearly bringing me to a second climax. Even without, it feels… amazing.
Finally, Krellix groans as he lifts his head up to press his lips to my slack mouth and we pant together.
For an indefinite amount of time we just lie there listening to the water trickling and falling, bird song and the chitters of small creatures. But as I drop into a doze as he coils his tail over me, I drift off to the best sound of all.
His beating heart in my ear.