Chapter 3 #3
I rode him harder, faster, my knees digging into the furs for leverage.
My breasts bounced with each downward stroke, my nipples aching and tight, and I felt the orgasm building like a storm gathering force.
I leaned forward, braced my hands on his broad chest, and ground my clit against the base of his shaft with every roll of my hips.
The pleasure was mind shattering. I was drunk on the power of it, on the sight of this massive predator breaking apart beneath me, his golden eyes rolling back, his beak snapping open on gasping breaths.
My body knew exactly what it wanted, chasing the friction, the fullness, the perfect stretch of him filling me to the brim.
"Don't stop," I sobbed, my hair falling forward to curtain my face, my fingers clawing into his fur. "Don't you dare stop!"
Plumak's hands slid from my hips to cup my breasts, his rough palms kneading the soft weight, his thumbs and forefingers rolling my nipples until I screamed.
His hips bucked up to meet my downward strokes, driving himself deeper, harder, the slap of our bodies meeting filling the nest with wet, obscene sounds that mixed with my gasping moans and his guttural grunts.
His wings pressed closer, the soft downy under feathers brushing against my arms and back, enclosing us completely in a private world of sensation.
I was lost in it, drowning in the heat and the fullness and the perfect, relentless rhythm of our bodies moving together.
Every nerve ending sang, every muscle trembled, and I felt myself climbing higher and higher toward the edge of something vast and consuming.
When the orgasm hit, it tore through me like a hurricane.
My back arched hard, my head snapping back, a scream ripping from my throat that echoed off the woven walls.
My inner muscles clamped down on him in rhythmic spasms, milking his shaft, fluttering around his impossible girth as wave after wave of blinding pleasure crashed through my core.
I convulsed above him, my body locking up, my vision going white at the edges as I came apart on his cock.
Plumak roared beneath me, his wings snapping wide, his body arching off the furs.
I felt him swell inside me, felt the hot pulse of his release flooding me in rhythmic jets as he found his own peak.
His talons gripped my hips hard enough to bruise, anchoring me against him as he spent himself inside my clenching body, his beak open on a ragged cry that sounded like my name.
I collapsed forward, my exhausted body melting flat against his broad chest. Plumak sank back deep into the thick furs beneath me, his arms wrapping tight around my waist, his wings curving upward to enclose us in a warm, feathered cocoon.
I lay sprawled over him, his cock still pulsing inside me, his heart hammering against my cheek in time with my own thundering pulse.
The aftershocks rippled through us both, little tremors of pleasure that made us gasp and twitch against each other.
I pressed my face into the soft fur of his collarbone, breathing in the scent of him, feeling the steady rise and fall of his chest beneath me.
His hand came up to stroke my hair, his talons gentle against my scalp, and his low purr rumbled through his ribs to vibrate against my skin. "Mine," he whispered, his voice thick and sated. "My mate."
I closed my eyes and let the warmth of him soak into my bones, knowing with absolute certainty that I would never sleep anywhere else again.
Plumak's fingers paused in my hair, his curved black talons resting lightly against the back of my neck.
The deep purr rumbling inside his ribcage faltered for a heartbeat as he tilted his feathered head down, nudging my temple with the smooth edge of his beak.
"Do you forgive me, Kelsy?" he murmured, a trace of genuine hesitation threading through his gravelly voice. "For the lie about the flood?"
I cracked one eye open to squint up at his fierce golden gaze, fighting back the smile tugging at the corner of my mouth.
Giving a dramatic, drawn - out sigh, I traced a lazy pattern through the short tawny fur over his pectoral muscle.
"I guess I can let it slide this once. Only because your fireplace actually works and you already went to the trouble of stealing half my wardrobe to make this bed. "
An avian click of relief echoed in his throat, and his massive copper wings tightened around my back, sealing us deeper inside our warm, shadowy dome.
Resting my cheek against his broad chest, I listened to the steady thump of his heart beneath my ear and let that secret smile win.
After years of dodging my mother's chaos, choking on toxic ash, and shivering in the mud, the tight, defensive knot inside my chest had finally dissolved.
Tangled in the furs with this massive winged monster holding me like his greatest treasure, I had never felt happier in my life.