Chapter 39 #2
She clung to her mate, her grip shifting from his torso to his powerful arms so that she was both stabilized and could find her own leverage.
Having Therxian between her legs was like riding the waves on a stormy sea, his tail carrying her upward with every thrust and dropping out from beneath her before driving up into her again.
Every time he dropped away, she gripped his powerful arms and arched her body, lifting her hips and then dropping them to meet his very thrust.
Pleasure shot through her, and she cried out, but the sound was swallowed by his song, and he drove up again.
His tail was creeping over her in a familiar, instinctive pattern that she recognized through the haze of pleasure engulfing her.
His secondary sant. He was seeking to bury it within her.
Inspired, she reached for the end of his tail with one hand, her fingers skimming against it as she rode him, drawing it up until it slid into her hand.
She caressed it, petted it, and drew it between her breasts where she could luxuriate in its heat and run her fingers over the slick scales.
The more she touched it, however, the more eagerly his tail rose between her breasts and looped firmly around her shoulders.
And then she saw it, the tip peeking from his lower vent toward the end of his tail.
Turning the end of his tail slowly against her, she guided it up and pressed her lips and tongue against the opening to tease the tip.
Therxian’s reaction was immediate. Utterly guttural sound of surprise and fragmenting his song, he speared upward, plunging into her cunt with vigor that made her moan and eagerly tease his secondary sant.
She licked at the round, bulbous cluster of heads and at the swollen seam of his vent, and sucked at the tip every time his sant slid out just enough for her to get her lips around it.
Her mate hissed and hummed with pleasure, his song taking on a deeper cadence as the sant finally extruded from its sheath, filling her mouth.
Alex moaned around it, his taste sliding over her tongue.
It didn’t quite fit beyond the first couple of inches, but she wasn’t a quitter.
Her head bobbed, her lips drawing on it, sucking it deep and withdrawing as they rolled and rocked together
Over and over they came together, riding their bliss together.
At some point, she lost her grip on his tail.
It lay against her heart for a moment, the tip curling slightly, but then he wrenched it away and it rapidly began to wind down her body.
It was no longer just seeking. It was like a missile as it dove low and slid over her mound.
Alex’s eyes fluttered shut, and she bit her lip as his tail slid down the inside of her leg until his sant was rubbing against the wet mess where his primary sant was plunging in and out of her.
The friction against her clit made her quiver and her muscles drew tight as his tail began to move and slowly began to press it in and bury it alongside the other.
Filled to her limit, Alex dropped back against her mate, her hips rocking against his rippling tail as he worked both cocks in and out of her.
The hot water splashed across her chest with his every thrust, tiny droplets spraying over her exposed flesh.
Therxian’s wings encircled them further to keep the worst of the sprays of stirred-up water contained as his rut began to pick up a feverish pace.
Alex’s back arched every time he impaled her, his engorged cock flexing with her as he released small streams of seed, each of which was punctuated with a gruff growl as he filled her.
White heat began to gather within her that put all other blissful waves she’d experienced up until that point to shame.
It sent tiny electric pulses through her muscles, making her hair stand on end as her limbs trembled with her oncoming climax.
Her body already felt depleted and yet there was a fervor burning within her that instinctively compelled her to match him stroke for stroke as his cocks began to vibrate in a way that sent an erotic pulse tripping through her and his song swelled around them, driving them both to the edge... and then fell together.
They cried out, and Therxian fell backward, his wings outspread to catch them in the water.
Water splashed high over her, but they didn’t sink in it.
Instead, they floated there as his cock pulsed, filling her with gushing streams of his heat as she lay panting against his chest, listening to the wild gallop of his hearts.
Gradually his hand came up around her and he began to stroke her back affectionately while they remained tied together, his fingers tracing lovingly over her skin.
And as he held her, he began to sing again.
Not a song to stir the blood, or put her to sleep, but a song that conveyed a depth of emotion that tears pricked her eyes and her lips curled in a fond smile.
It was as if there were no words to adequately express his emotions in that moment, so he just sang them in the only way he knew.
And that meant more than any words that had ever been offered to her. They were his heart in a pure melody.
Alex hugged his chest, her breath brushing his luminous scales there. “Watch out, I think I may really be falling in love with you.”
His song stuttered and welled up once more as his arms came up around her and hugged her to him. When it faded, he brushed his mouth across the top of her head.
“You have my hearts. You are there with me no matter how far apart we are. I do not think you realize how much I depend on it and draw strength from it. Especially tomorrow.”
She tipped her head and looked up at him quizzically. “What’s tomorrow?”
“Tomorrow, I meet with Vekatha.”