Chapter 15
Dani
He led me to the overlook.
We walked through the quiet corridor and out into the night with no need to discuss where we were going or why. The moons were both high, and the air was cold and clean, that mineral-dark scent of the frontier night that I had come to think of as the smell of home.
He didn’t let go of my hand.
We stood at the low wall where we had been a week ago. His wings expanded, and I leaned into his body. I drank it all in: the cold air, the warmth of his body around mine, the moons overhead and the way the light caught the edges of his wings and ran silver along the structures of them.
He turned to face me.
In the moonlight his eyes were extraordinary; the gold deepened to something richer, alive in the light.
He pinned me with his gaze, and I felt like I could drown in the molten gold of his eyes.
“Andrek.” He looked at me the way he’d looked at me inside, without the walls up, and I didn’t look away.
“Dani,” he said, and didn’t add anything to it.
“Yes,” I said for the third time. “I want this. I want you.” My answer wouldn’t change, even though he hadn’t asked me the question.
He lifted his free hand and touched my face, the backs of his fingers caressing along my cheekbone. I closed the distance between us, and his wings wrapped around me.
He leaned toward me and I pressed into him. We didn’t stop until our moths met and the world fell away.
At first, the kiss was gentle; tentative in the way we both wanted; a confirmation that this was happening and we were really doing this. His lips were warm and the touch of them was soft and I felt it in every place I’d been keeping carefully closed off.
His hand moved from my face into my hair, and the kiss deepened, and the months of waiting came through with all the wanting that had nowhere to go, all the looking-away and the deliberate distance.
We’d both been lying to ourselves. Now that our mouths pressed against each other, I made a sound I hadn’t planned on, and his arms wrapped around me even tighter.
His wings moved, expanding to their full diameter before curling around me. I stood in the dark of his embrace, the golden yellow markings on his body glowing to produce a low light.
I put my hands on his chest reveling at the texture of him under my palms. I’d thought about this; dreamed about it since the day we met.
“Ridges,” I murmured. The ridged structures I’d traced on his face were now present everywhere on the muscle beneath my hands when I spread my fingers and felt his breath change.
I moved my hands to his shoulders. His hands tightened at my back.
We kissed until my hands ran up his shirt, and he moaned my name. His hands followed suit, pulling up my shirt, exposing my breasts to his gaze.
He lowered his eyes. “Stars, you’re beautiful,” he murmured. “My wings will keep us warm.”
“I don’t care.” Feeling bold, I pulled the shirt over my head, laughing as he had to help.
He lowered his head to my breast, licking at my nipple.
“Oh, Andrek,” I moaned. His mouth moved to claim mine again, as both his large hands cupped my breasts, caressing and kneading with gentle pressure.
My legs shook, and he rested his thigh between mine, and I ground myself against him as I had last time. “Oh,” I moaned.
Andrek’s hands skimmed the band of my leggings. “May I?”
In answer, I fumbled with the latch on his belt. “Yes.” He helped me shimmy out of one pant leg. The pants dropped to the ground.
“Are you sure?” he murmured.
“More than I’ve ever been.”
“There’s no going back.”
“Good. I don’t want to.”
Andrek hooked his arm under my knee, baring my core. His pants fell to the ground, and I looked down. “Oh… oh my.” My hands reach out, wrapping around his violet cock. “You are ridged everywhere.”
“Touch me. You make me this hard,” he hissed.
I wrapped my hands as far as I could manage from my position, and stroked. “You’re self-lubricating?” I gasped.
“Yes, why would I not be?”
I took his free hand and placed it against my center. “Human females get wet when we’re aroused.”
Andrek’s fingers explored my core, parting my folds. I shuddered when his fingertip touched my clit, sensations exploding behind my eyes. “Amazing.” He slid a thick finger into my center, followed by another. “You’re tight,” he said.
“I’ve never…”
“I’d be your first?”
“Yes, but I have played with toys before.”
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“I can take you. We stretch.”
“You deserve more than standing up outside.”
“I don’t care. I want you.” I stood on my tip-toes, trying to feel his engorged cock against my clit.
“I’ve got you. You can take me as deep as you want,” he said. He picked me up, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He stepped backward until his legs hit a stone bench and rubbed his ridged cock against my center.
“Lower me. I want you,” I babbled.
“Use the bench for leverage if you need.” His hands gripped my ass.
“Lower me,” I demanded.
Andrek obeyed, his pointed tip piercing my core. Each ridge widened me more as he lowered me onto his cock, taking care to let my body adjust with each notch.
“Dani,” he panted, “I’m almost all the way inside you.”
“I can take you. Give me everything you have,” I groaned. “You’re stretching me so well.”
He lowered me over the last ridge, and I was fully impaled on his cock. “Gives a new meaning to ribbed for her pleasure,” I moaned.
“What?”
“Ridges give pleasure. I’m so full.”
“There’s more to come, lovely.”
“More?”
“Rest your leg on the bench, and I’ll show you,” he said before kissing me.
I complied, and he shifted his hips backward, sliding until only the piercing tip of his cock was left inside me. “Hold my shoulders.” Andrek thrust his hips forward, impaling me again.
My eyes rolled back into my head, and I lost all coherent thought. My breasts pressed against his body as he pistoned in and out of me. I felt my core clench, gripping him like a vice.
“Dani, I’m not going to last much longer,” he murmured.
“Me either.”
With a final thrust, he pushed inside of me, and warmth filled my pussy.
“Dani, I love you too,” he said, cradling me against his body.
When we finally parted, we stayed close, foreheads together, breathing hard, his hands at my back and mine at his shoulders, his tail curled around my waist in an embrace that was its own thing.
“Dani,” he said. His voice had gone somewhere husky that I hadn’t heard before.
“Still here,” I said.
I felt more than heard the exhale he made. “Are you okay?” His wings stayed in a protective cocoon around us.
“More than okay. Thank you,” I said, kissing him.
“I was afraid,” he said.
“Of what?”
“That you wouldn’t want to be with me because I was…” he stopped.
“Were what? Say it,” I said.
“Monstrous,” he said. “I was afraid you found me monstrous because of my size and wings.”
I pulled back enough to see his face.
He was looking at me with a vulnerable expression - his eyes were wide, and his mouth agape. “I can’t believe you’d think that. But you know what’s funny?”
“What?” He pressed a kiss to my forehead.
“I was afraid of the exact same thing. That I wasn’t enough for you and that you were kind to me because you’re stuck with me because of the bond I have with Pip.” I chuckled. “We were both sitting there afraid we weren’t enough for each other.”
He smiled, baring brilliant white teeth. “We were inefficient.”
I laughed. “Monstrous,” I said, pressing my face into his chest.
“Mm hmm.”
“Andrek.” I tilted my head up. “I told you. In the common room. I told you I find you beautiful.”
“You did.”
“Did you believe me?”
“I’m working on it,” he said.
“I’ll keep telling you, and keep on making love to you until it takes,” I said.
He looked down at me, and the gold of his eyes appeared to glow. “That may take some time,” he said.
“Good,” I said. “I have time.”
He kissed me again, and I kissed him back. He pulled up my leggings, and neither of us felt the cold.
We didn’t go back inside for a while. “You came here to find out what you wanted,” he said.
“Yes.”
“And?”
I looked at the moons and at his face. I thought about Pip asleep inside, the bond inside my chest, and nodded. “I found it.”
His tail tightened around my waist.
We talked about the future tentatively. He had thoughts about the estate with a larger growing section and a proper workshop. Pip would need educational resources within the next few years with some specialist materials.
We kissed again, our hands moving across each other’s bodies. “I should make love to you properly,” he murmured. “Come inside with me?”
“Of course. Your room or mine?”
“Either works.”
He guided me into the house and headed for his room. “We have all night,” he said, pulling off his shirt as soon as his door clicked shut. His boots and pants followed until he stood there in all his glory. “Let me learn you,” he whispered.
“Seems that I am overdressed,” I murmured.
I sashayed to his bed, crawling backwards on it, until I could rest my head on his pillows. I parted my legs, and he stalked over, before leaning so his breath hitched over my exposed core. “Is this the nerve bundle?” His tongue darted out to lick my clit, and I almost jolted out of bed.
“It is. That’s my clit.” My fingers fisted into his sheets. “Do it again,” I begged.
He listened, and flattened his tongue against more core, licking in circles. My back arched off the bed and my legs clamped around his head. “Andrek,” I gasped.
He licked me through my orgasm and loomed over me, his wings extended to their full length. His tail curved up, teasing my nipples. My hands reached out for him. “Fill me.”
In a single motion, he slipped inside me, one ridged level at a time. He flapped his wings, helping to pound deep inside me. His hands and tail were everywhere, and my body blazed with sensation. Andrek took care with me; he was no longer distant; no longer holding anything back.
Somewhere in the gray before dawn, I lay with my head against his chest. Andrek’s arms wrapped around me with his wings settled behind him. I listened to his heartbeat, slower than a human’s and different in rhythm.
“Are you awake?” he asked into the dark above my head.
“Yes.”
“What are you thinking about?”
“That I’m going to hear your heartbeat for a long time,” I said. “And that past me would be scared, but now the thought doesn’t scare me.”
A pause. His arms tightened around me.
“No?” he said.
“No.” I tilted my head up. I could see his face in the dark, the gold of his eyes open and watching the ceiling. “Are you scared?”
“Of us? No. Of loving you? No. Of losing you? It terrifies me.”
“Me too,” I said. “But I think that’s what it costs. To let yourself have something.”
“Yes,” he said. “I think you’re right.”
We lay there as the dark became less dark, as the first light found the edges of the windows and laid itself across the floor in pale lines.
“Andrek,” I said.
“Yes?”
“For the record," I said, “you are the least monstrous person I have ever met.”
“Since we’re speaking on the record, I would like it noted that you are more than enough.”
Outside, the first moon set, followed by the second.
“I should get up and check on Pip,” I murmured.
“She’s still asleep. Would you like to go for round three?”
I nodded.
We stayed where we were a little longer. We had time.