FENN DRAX #2
I feel a slight shiver. It would be wonderful if he bit me, claiming me, a beast that nobody takes seriously. I would belong to him.
What a bold thought!
I bring my lips to his glands too, sniffing loudly and intentionally. Marlow's glands are free of any mating bite. No one has ever marked him either.
I guess that's another thing we have in common. No one ever wanted us enough to put a claim on us, to create a mating Bond.
"Fenn… fuck me. I want to be fucked so bad. To have all that simplified, my life. I want to lose myself, to drown in the pleasure… put your dick in my ass and fuck me for hours."
Wow, what a hot plea! I feel a literal fire inside me, shooting up like kindling for a bonfire. My other side, whose strongest drive is sex, impregnation, and constant copulation, hears what he's saying, and nothing else matters anymore.
Yes, yes, breeding! Breeding! It whispers in my head.
The desk chair isn't the best place for this. I grab him by the waist and, with a single turn, move him toward the bed before rolling him onto his stomach, so he's pinned against the edge of it. Marlow’s knees on the floor and his front lying on the sheets.
I spread his pale cheeks and stare at his hole, which is pulsing and contracting.
It clearly isn’t red or swollen; everything looks normal and ready for action, which is interesting because usually the people I’ve had sex with needed at least two days to recover…
It only confirms what I’ve known for some time now about us.
Being fated may take away the pain and accelerate healing.
I have to admit that for a moment I just stare at his body, almost hypnotized, like someone standing at the gates of paradise. I can see shimmering droplets of slick already gathering right in the center of his entrance.
Slowly, I lean down and press my lips to his opening, licking them away. At the same time, my hand moves toward his neck. If you simultaneously press the glands of omegas or betas, they often react with submission, instinctively pushing their hips back to offer their holes.
When I had to have sex at the Beta Activation facility, that was one of the ways to get them ready. On one hand, I don't want to use that method on Marlow, but on the other, my second nature is practically demanding it.
Make him submit, make him yours! Breed him, I will take care of the rest!
So I press my fingers symmetrically on both glands, curious about the effect. To my delight, I see Marlow's pelvis start to tilt back and his opening slowly widen.
So this trick works on alphas too, or maybe only on those who are open to changing into omegas? Hard to tell, but I definitely intend to take advantage of it.
Marlow's hips are now pushed far back with his knees spread wide. I slide my own knees between his to push them even further apart.
What I can do easily with my body is lengthen my tongue. Not by much, but about two inches, and that's more than enough to ensure a very fast and effective prep of his opening.
I drive my extended tongue into him, and Marlow lets out a muffled gasp, clearly stunned that my tongue can stretch that far.
I lubricate him generously, swirling inside and relaxing his walls. Marlow lets out incoherent mumbles, his nails digging into the sheets. I hear the fabric rip, and I suspect he has partially shifted his hands to let his claws out.
I feel a surge of excitement knowing that our natures, those second secret sides of us, have a place in our sex life.
I lift myself up, deciding that my tongue has done a good enough job. To be sure, I slide two or three fingers in and move them from side to side. Marlow also shakes his hips slightly from left to right, somewhat matching my moves, urging me on.
I unzip my pants and let my cock out. Its violet head contrasts sharply against the pale globes of his buttocks. His hole still looks tiny, as if it couldn't possibly fit me, but I already know Marlow can take it.
With one powerful thrust, I drive into him, pushing through the tight muscle ring and burying myself in the hot, wet tightness.
Marlow lets out a muffled moan, his head snapping back.
I grab a handful of his long auburn hair and pull his head back even further, forcing him to take me while completely defenseless.
Still, I reach my other hand between his thighs and find that he’s hard as steel.
Clearly, Marlow approves of what I'm doing.
"Fuck me, just fuck me," he murmurs hotly.
I start doing exactly that, not brutally, but intensely, with passion. Hip thrust after hip thrust, I drive deep, almost to the hilt. I feel his body stretch and adapt to me.
"Fuck me, fuck me," Marlow begs, and my inner beast purrs in delight.
His back arches even more, dipping down as his passage ripples around me in a series of small orgasms, a steady stream of semen pulsing out of his dick while the constant flutter of his walls continues…. He’s obviously having a blast!
After a few minutes of micro-orgasming, Marlow has a small pause; he pants, his red cheek pressed against the sheet.
I wait for him to recover, but he doesn’t take long, and suddenly blurts out,
"Not that I have a monster kink, but I want to know how you fucked them."
Breathing deeply, I lean toward his ear while unhurriedly resuming my thrusts.
"Them?"
"The betas. Fuck me like them."
I let out a huff.
"I could never do it the same way, Marlow, because I felt nothing for them," I whisper right into his ear.
There is a moment of silence, as if he’s thinking about it, though it’s probably hard to think while I’m sliding rhythmically through his tunnel.
And this feels so fucking perfect; I’m experiencing constant micro-orgasms myself, similar to his. My cum dripping over his thighs.
"Then fuck me as close to how you fucked them as you can."
I chuckle and leave a kiss on his cheek. That I can do.
"Your wish is my command."
I grab him around the waist and lift him into the air. With him still impaled on my dick, I carry him to the wall of the room and press him against it.
"I used to wake them up in the middle of the night," I whisper directly into his ear.
"Their alphas slept right next to them. They had stretching dildos in their asses to prepare for me.
But to heighten the effect, when we went outside their residential unit, I would grab them by the neck and press their glands.
Then they would push their holes out for me, just like this.
" I demonstrate the move on him, and his buttocks automatically push back even more, with a gasp escaping his lungs.
"Then, with one hand, I'd squeeze about half a tube of lube into their holes…
but you don't need that here, since you’re leaking nicely.
Only then did I start fucking them. Nothing romantic.
Just a task." I leave an open-mouthed kiss on his shoulder, "Not like with you…
But, yeah. That's how I penetrated them, sinking into their holes, while they were pressed against the wall. "
As I speak, I continue to drive my cock rhythmically and smoothly into his narrow ass.
Marlow is panting, his hands spread wide against the wall.
"Did they come?"
"Only some. Most were in love with their alphas and were doing it only because of the warden’s rules."
"And the ones who liked it?"
"I think they had some kind of monster kink."
"Sorry… if I came across as having one," he breathes out.
I laugh into his ear and kiss his neck, my hips continuing to work.
"That's okay. I am a monster. So if you have a monster kink, that's my gain."
"But I've never had anything like that, so I think I just have a… Fenn kink."
I turn his chin toward me and kiss him on the lips.
"And I have a weakness for a certain catshifter."
My fingers wander across his entire body. I pinch his nipples lightly and occasionally grip the shaft of his cock to massage it.
Marlow pants and sighs, leaning his head on my shoulder while his hips cooperate, rhythmically meeting my thrusts.
"You’re so hot inside, so tight," I mutter the obvious, basking in him, plowing him, filling him.
The sweet tension seems to build in a strange way, new to me, completely unexpected; it feels as if hot currents were piercing my lower abdomen, concentrating along my shaft.
Something is approaching, something is rising like a towering tsunami wave.
My breaths grow shallower. I feel my spine arch slightly…
Oh, fuck! Then I feel it literally exploding inside me. The pleasure seems to spread across my entire length like never before, like a scorching surge that steals my breath.
"Damn it," I blurt out.
What’s going on? I've never felt anything like this. The pressure in my body builds, my arousal skyrockets, and my muscles tense even more as my hips press hard against Marlow.
"Oh fuck, oh fuck," I mutter. "What the fuck…"
Then I feel something expanding on my cock. A slight panic hits me because if this is what I think it is, I don't know how Marlow will handle it.
A moment later, I realize.
A fucking knot! Wow, what a feeling. The best part is that it's accompanied by a strange, intense, and deep orgasm that shakes me to the core, and not just me.
Marlow lets out a muffled groan, and his semen splashes against the wall as he climaxes while tightly knotted, his tunnel rippling around me hard.
"I'm sorry, baby," I blurt out, convinced that this experience might be a bit too intense for him even if he instinctively orgasms. Marlow is tight, and a knot inside could mean a hell of discomfort.
But I only hear ragged panting as a stream of cum continues to flow over my fingers as they squeeze his cock. Marlow shivers in pleasure with his mouth open and eyes clenched shut, tight as a string.
"You… you… you've knotted me," he moans out.
I leave a wet, apologetic kiss on his naked, sweaty shoulder.
"Yeah, sorry about that… but like I told you, sex with you is different. This is the first time I've ever expanded my knot. Never before."
"Really? You have never…"
"No. You're the first."