CHAPTER 4 #2
It is critically important that her breasts are drained sufficiently before she climaxes and goes through the hormonal crash that follows.
A tricky thing when her moans make me suck harder and faster, and her shivers compel my hands to clench and knead in her flesh.
Her breath catches, and I jump back, followed by a thick stream of milk that splashes along my chest.
A frustrated noise rumbles in her throat. “God—dammit. You are evil, Sylvus. Fuck.”
I chuckle and smirk. “I’m flattered.” The eager kneading and dripping of my pedipalps belies my cool demeanor.
Her wetness beads on the silk at the front of her hips, and I reach out a leg as the drop falls. I bring my toes to my mouth, tasting her—and now I understand why the ancient humans worshiped the idea of milk and honey.
She’s divine.
I work my tongue across my toes, licking up every drop, and the sight clearly affects her. She shakes in my silk, and every little vibration reaches my sensitive feet.
She huffs. “You’re not done!”
“I know. I’m taking my time.”
“I hate you.” Her moan and the milk dripping from her tits somewhat undermine the sentiment.
“Fine by me.” I wrap my tongue around her nipple and swallow greedily. That fresh, hot cream slides down my throat, pooling in my abdomen. My chitin flexes, expanding to take it all.
Fuck, I could do this for hours…
And by all indications, I will.
ANDROMEDA
Fuck this smug, stupid Arachnoid.
Fuck him and his razor-sharp jaw and his washboard abs and his gorgeous hair and his giant hands and his freakish tongue—that insane, incredible tongue that swirls around my nipple, making me gush.
Every passing second is a new high-water mark on the chart of ‘horniest I’ve ever been.’
I make noises no human or space-age sex toy has ever made me make. Every moment is excruciating need, every moment is exultant release. I’m so heavy, so full, and every time he sucks on me it feels so good.
Heat coils in my core, sharpening again. I try to play it cool, to sneak it by him. But I can’t help the shaking moan as orgasmic pleasure sparkles through me, and Sylvus pulls away again.
“Just let me fucking cum!”
“Eventually.”
“I’m going to fucking kill you.”
“I’d like to see you try.” He lifts his arm, and the iridescent tattoo of our contract glitters there.
Apparently, murder is forbidden. I should have added a ‘but what if he really, really deserves it’ clause.
Hot slick slides down my thighs, and the awareness of how turned on I am turns me on even more.
I can take solace in one thing: each time Sylvus latches onto my nipple, he seems as eager for it as I am.
This time, his fingers sink deep into my flesh, sending out radiating waves of pleasure as he pulls my nipple into his mouth. My breasts and cunt throb in tandem, and I’m practically edging with every pulse.
My head hangs heavy in the sling he made for me, and my back arches uselessly. I wish I had some discomfort to complain about—some bit of silk cutting off circulation, some awkward angle—but he’s strung me up perfectly. There’s only unbearable, relentless pleasure.
Is every milking going to be like this?
The thought alone makes my stream of milk surge, and Sylvus once again pulls back right when I hit the edge.
I squirm furiously. Blind need overtakes me, and violence rattles through my limbs—I need to claw, bite, scream. If not him, then myself. I dig my nails into my thighs, trying to draw blood.
Somehow, Sylvus notices. He quickly slices and adjusts the silk around my hands, wrapping my nails in a tight mitt.
I scream with rage.
Then the emotion passes, replaced too quickly with that stupid, embarrassing vulnerability.
Now I get why I’m immobilized. “Fuck, I’m going insane…”
Sylvus’s hand slides along my cheek, tilting my gaze toward him.
I already know what he’s going to say. No, you’re not. It’s just the hormones. Something placating that’s just going to make me feel even stupider.
“You are,” he breathes, eight eyes shining with wonder. “And it’s perfect.”
The words strike somewhere soft and deep.
Everyone I’ve ever known has always tried to fix me.
Nobody’s ever tried to make me worse.
“Oh fuck…” Pleasure boils in my core, pushing me to the edge again, even though he’s hardly touching me.
My core clenches. I gasp as my heat winds tighter.
My eyes roll back.
“Sylvus, I think… I think I’m going to cum…”
His thumb brushes over my cheek. “Then keep cumming for me as long as you can. Alright, little cow?”
The words hit my core like a match in a pool of gasoline.
“Fuck!”
As the first wave of my orgasm tears through me, his mouth closes around my nipple. My pleasure redoubles, echoing through my breasts and cunt, realigning every cell in pulsing waves of ecstasy.
He sucks hard and fast, and as my waves of pleasure slow, I tip over another crest, starting all over again.
“Holy shit!”
My body shakes and trembles and writhes at the overwhelming sensation, and I lose track of what’s another pulse and what’s the start of a fresh climax.
When Sylvus switches breasts, I scream, hurtling onto an even higher plane of ecstasy. Relief of every kind subsumes me as his warm hands slide across my breast and waist. With every gulp, his face gets closer to mine as he drains the pressure away.
Finally, the waves spread out, and I relax into the silk cradling me.
My breasts are still… ridiculously large. But now they feel soft and sated and sore.
Sylvus’s last suck pinches, and I gasp.
He gently leans back, but I’m not quite done. He kneads my breasts gently, as if checking for something. The last bit of milk dribbles out, and I sigh.
Sylvus gently releases me.
Anxiety pangs through my chest, and I start shaking.
“I need you to touch me,” I breathe.
He obliges, cradling my breast again.
“I… I don’t know why…”
“A side effect of the transformation,” he murmurs. “It’ll pass.”
“Okay. Good.” Energy drains from my body, leaving me limp against the silk. Exhaustion quickly overtakes me.
His warmth gets closer, then his chest hits my cheek and I nuzzle into it.
It’s a really good thing this is just a temporary hormonal side effect.
Because my last thought as I drift off to sleep is…
I want to stay here forever.