Chapter 13 #2
Cairn groaned. His wings struck the roof, shaking dust from the beam.
“Careful,” I managed.
“You are holding my horn while my mouth is between your legs, and you are telling me to be careful?”
He curled his fingers inside me and sucked on my clit.
My thoughts scattered.
The orgasm hit hard enough to make my body arch from the mattress. I couldn't breathe. I yelled out, making sounds that had little to do with words. Cairn held me in place and kept licking, drawing out every pulse until I was trembling beneath him.
He finally lifted his head. His lips glistened, his fangs fully exposed.
“I understand why our ancestors composed songs about this.”
“About oral sex?”
“About tasting their mates.”
He climbed over me and kissed me, letting me taste myself on his rough tongue. I wrapped my legs around his hips, but the wet battle wrap remained between us.
“Take that off.”
Cairn’s eyes darkened. “Are you ready to see all of me?”
“You’ve seen all of me.”
“I have been looking forward to this moment for most of my life.”
“No pressure, then.”
He shifted onto his knees and unfastened the wrap. The material fell away.
I stared.
I’d expected large. Cairn was large everywhere else, after all. I’d expected dark grey skin and perhaps a few ridges.
I had not expected three diamond-shaped knobs stacked along the length of his cock.
There was no more dignified word for them. Each section tapered before widening again, creating three distinct nodes from the thick base to the head. The uppermost one glistened with a bead of liquid and seemed to quiver.
No. Not quiver. Vibrate.
“Your cock is humming.”
“It is not humming.”
“It’s vibrating.”
“The upper node stimulates my mate.”
“Wow. Of course it does.” I pushed myself upright for a closer look. “And the other two?”
“The central node provides additional pressure. The lowest swells when I release my cum.”
“How much does it swell?”
“Enough to keep me seated deeply inside my mate. It can lock when I want to fertilise my-”
“Stop right there. No fertilising. I don't want to get pregnant. Shit, we should have had that talk before. That's stupid. Immature. I-”
“Don't worry,” he said gently. “I cannot give you offspring today. Gharrgoils are fertile for only a short period during each planetary cycle. I would feel the change if it were upon me. A mated pair can perform rites to call the fertile period early, but we have done nothing of the kind.”
“So we’re safe?”
“Yes. I will release my seed, but it cannot create life.”
“One alien surprise at a time is plenty.”
His cock twitched beneath my scrutiny, making all three knobs shift.
I reached out and wrapped my hand around the upper one. Cairn’s tail slammed against the railing. I suppressed a grin. I could make this huge gharrgoil move when I wanted him to.
The vibration buzzed against my palm, better than any toy. The entire node seemed to thrum beneath its smooth, granite-textured surface.
“What happens if I do this?”
I ran my thumb over the tapered head. His wings spread sharply. One hit the roof while the other knocked against the nearest chain, setting the platform swinging.
“Georgie.”
I lowered my mouth to him. The vibrating head barely fit between my lips. I sucked it while my hand explored the middle node, tracing the diamond-shaped edges. Cairn’s fingers closed around the railing hard enough to make the metal groan.
His taste was unfamiliar, faintly mineral and slightly sweet. The vibrations travelled through my tongue and jaw as I took as much of the upper knob as I could. There was no chance of fitting the rest into my mouth.
How was this ever going to fit into my pussy?
Cairn’s tail wrapped around my waist and pulled me away.
“Did I do something wrong?”
“If you continue, this mating will end before it begins.”
A smug glow spread through me. “I’m good at this.”
“You are dangerous.”
He lowered me back onto the mattress and settled between my thighs. The upper node pressed against my clit, its vibration immediately making my body jerk. I reached between us and positioned the upper knob at my entrance.
Cairn’s jaw tightened. ”If anything hurts, tell me.”
“If you stop without a good reason, I’ll bite you.”
His fangs flashed. “That is my role.”
He pushed forward.
The tapered head entered me gradually, followed by the widening upper node. The vibration moved inside me, buzzing against places I’d never known needed buzzing.
I grabbed his shoulders.
“Still good?” he asked.
“More than good.”
He eased deeper. The upper knob narrowed before the middle one began to stretch me again. The shape gave me a moment to adjust between each thick section, but the second was wider than the first.
I breathed through the pressure. Cairn waited, every muscle in his body rigid with restraint.
“More,” I whispered.
He obeyed.
The middle node slid inside me. The upper one pressed deep, still vibrating, while the edges of the middle rubbed along my walls. I felt impossibly full, yet the lowest knob remained outside me.
Cairn’s tail slid between our bodies and the end pressed against my clit.
I cried out.
“You said all of me,” he reminded me.
“I may not have understood the scale of that promise.”
“Do you want me to stop?”
“No. Move. Now.”
His control snapped.
Cairn withdrew until only the upper node remained inside me, then drove forward. Each knob stretched and released me in turn, creating several distinct pulses with every thrust. His tail worked my clit in tight circles while his wings enclosed us.
The bed swung beneath the force of his movements. I didn't care. I needed more.
I gripped his horn and pulled him down for a kiss. His thrusts became harder. The vibrating node struck deep inside me while the middle dragged over every sensitive place on the way out.
His tail left my clit and swept over my breasts, squeezing first one and then the other. The tip circled my nipple before travelling down my stomach.
It slipped between my legs and traced through the wetness coating us. Then it continued backwards, sliding between my cheeks.
The tip pressed lightly against my arse.
My entire body tightened. Nobody had ever been down there. Especially not an alien's tail.
Cairn stopped at once, cock buried inside me.
“Not there,” I gasped. “Not tonight.”
The tail immediately retreated and returned to my clit. I moaned as it added a little pressure.
“Another time?” he asked.
“Maybe.”
“Is that a promise?”
“If you behave.”
“I have no intention of behaving.”
He thrust into me again.
The upper node vibrated faster. The sensation built until I couldn’t separate the friction of his cock from the circling pressure of his tail. Cairn filled every part of my awareness. His rough skin beneath my hands, his fangs at my neck, the low growls vibrating through his chest.
I stroked the inner edge of his wing. He shuddered violently.
“Do that again.”
I ran my fingers along the warm membrane, then closed my other hand around his horn.
Cairn drove the lowest node inside me. The stretch was almost too much. I cried out, my body clenching around all three diamond-shaped sections. His tail pressed harder against my clit.
I was close.
“Bite me,” I whispered.
Cairn froze. His cock remained buried inside me, but he stopped moving. Even his tail stilled.
“If I bite you now, it will leave a mark.”
“A mark? Why? How?”
“It will be a mating bite.” His fangs grazed the place where my neck met my shoulder. “I feel the bond is ready to become permanent. This would make you mine according to the laws and traditions of my people.”
“Permanent?” I asked.
“Yes.” His voice was strained. “The mark will remain. No gharrgoil could mistake what it means.”
“And what does it mean for me?”
“That you chose me. That I chose you. That we are mates in truth, not merely because my instincts recognised you.”
His tail resumed its slow movement over my clit, almost destroying my ability to think.
This was permanent. Less than two days ago, I’d believed Cairn was a statue. Since then, he had kidnapped me, nearly dropped me twice, followed me to Glasgow, drunk my blood and destroyed my car.
And I had loved every minute of it. Except for the flying and dropping.
He had also respected me when I told him to stop. He had listened, learned and protected me without hesitation. When I’d thought I was about to die, he had covered my body with his own.
Life with Cairn was going to be complicated, dangerous and very hard on my furniture.
I wanted it anyway.
“Do it.”
His entire body trembled above me.
“Georgie.”
“Mate me, Cairn.”
A growl ripped from his chest.
He thrust deep, forcing the swollen edges of the lowest node against my entrance. His tail pressed firmly against my clit as his mouth closed over my shoulder.
His fangs pierced my skin.
Pain flashed through me, hot and sharp. Then he sucked.
The effect was far stronger than when he’d drunk from my wrist. Pleasure exploded outwards from the bite, racing through my breasts and down between my legs. The upper node vibrated deep inside me while the middle and lowest stretched me impossibly full.
Cairn drank again.
My orgasm tore through me. I cried out his name and clenched around his cock, gripping his horn with one hand and his wing with the other.
He roared against my shoulder.
The lowest knob swelled, holding him deep as his cock pulsed inside me. Heat filled my pussy. His tail wrapped around my waist, and his wings closed tightly around us until there was nothing beyond Cairn’s body, his fangs and the bond burning through my blood.
We were complete.
We were one.