Chapter 37 #2
“The veins are more pronounced,” I said, and she smiled fully. I didn’t tell her about the patch of ribbed skin above my cock, which was there solely for the pleasure of a partner. “And I tend to be a bit rough. I can’t help it, it’s in our nature. But if it’s too much, please tell me to stop.”
“I don’t think I’ll want you to stop,” she murmured, dusting her lips over the gills at the base of my neck.
Unable to keep my composure any longer, I let my cock spring free, gasping as the head hit the soft flesh on her inner thigh.
It was already coated with my arousal, a sort of slick that didn’t wash away in water.
I hoped that her body had begun to produce it since she’d shifted, as it would make our time in the water far more pleasurable for her.
“Will you, um,” she started, trailing off, distracting me from my thoughts. “Will you use your tongue again?”
I chuckled, kissing her with force this time as I lifted her out of the water.
“You don’t ever need to be ashamed to ask that, Hazel. I want to taste you on my tongue for eternity.” We readjusted until she was on the step at the edge of the pool, and I descended under the water and caressed her cunt with my tongue.
I’d thought she’d tasted delightful the first time, but the first swipe of my tongue confirmed she had started to produce a Talassi arousal, and I wanted to fucking devour her.
I lapped at her lips as if she were the last meal I’d ever eat, groaning against her inner thighs as she threaded her fingers through my hair.
My claws gripped the globes of her ass, and I pressed against the skin until I drew a drop of blood, eliciting a full-body shake from her.
She liked it when I caused her a small bit of pain, and the thought made me harder than I’d thought was possible.
I worked her with my tongue until she cried out, circling her clit with my thumb as I brought her to the peak of an orgasm.
Her legs trembled as she came, repeating my name over and over while her grip tightened in my hair.
My appetite for her only increased, the need to be inside her so intense I was almost dizzy with desire.
Hazel cupped my face, pulling me out of the water and back to eye level.
Her gaze locked with mine, eyes roving over my features before pressing her mouth against mine with such forceful intensity that I fell backward into the deeper center of the pool, pulling her with me under the surface.
A groan escaped me as she tasted herself on my tongue, and I quickly adjusted her hips to line myself up with her entrance.
She rocked herself over my shaft, coating us both with our arousal, and she let out a small whimper when her clit grazed the ribbed part of my tail above the base of my cock.
“I thought you might like that,” I whispered with a smirk. Her body melted as if she belonged in my arms, and she whimpered as I slowly inched inside her cunt.
“You’re stretching me,” she said, gripping my shoulders to the point of discomfort. “Don’t you dare stop.”
It took what felt like an agonizingly long time to fully seat myself inside her, but I didn’t want to harm her. If I wanted to fuck her the way I desired, she needed to be properly prepared, and that required a slow start.
“Please,” she begged. “Move faster, harder!”
“Be patient, my love,” I said, wrapping one arm around her waist as the other rested against the back of her neck.
I ran my tongue along the gills at her collarbone, and she sank down on me with a guttural moan.
For a moment I worried I might finish too quickly, as the feel of her tight walls around my cock coupled with the vibration of her moans was driving me absolutely mad, but I pulled myself together and began moving.
With each thrust, my devotion to Hazel grew. As she clenched around me, crying out my name and grinding herself against my body, it took everything in me to stop myself from pouring out all my thoughts.
“You’re mine,” I whispered, nipping at her earlobe as I pressed as deeply into her as I could. “You’re always going to be mine.”
“Please,” she gasped, tensing her body as she neared another orgasm. “I want to be yours. Forever.”
At the sound of her confession, I lost all restraint. I gripped her thighs until my claws drew blood once again, and I thrust into her with abandon, soaking up her noises and the feeling of her body as if they were an elixir made just for me.
She convulsed on top of me, tightening around my shaft and crying out as she reached her climax, and I followed almost immediately. The lip under the head of my cock swelled, and pleasure rippled through me as my release pumped into her in hot spurts.
“What’s happening?!” She gasped.
“My hook,” I ground out, coming even harder as the swollen lip found the ridge inside her.
“We have what’s called a hook. It’s a lip at the base of my head, and it rests against a divot inside Talassi women.
The purpose is to hold us together during fornication.
I wasn’t sure you’d have one yet, or ever, but you do. ”
By the time I finished explaining I was almost seeing stars, come still leaking out of my cock while her belly swelled against my torso.
“You’re hitting something deep, and it feels incredible, Draya!” She croaked, her pussy fluttering around the base of my dick, “I’m still coming.”
“Me too,” I said, pressing into her as hard as I could while the last bit of my orgasm faded. “We’ll be attached like this for a few moments.”
“I think I’ve actually died this time,” she said, her head falling onto my shoulder. “This is so intense, I don’t want to stop. I don’t want to be disconnected.”
“Then take your pleasure,” I urged, and she ground against me again, letting out the smallest whimper. I pressed a thumb to her clit once more before stroking the pads of my fingers over her labia, and she rocked her hips against my hand until she was shaking with another climax.
I held her tight against me, soaking up every gasp as she clutched my shoulders and tensed with each wave of pleasure.
As the last of her orgasm faded, and my hook began to abate, we floated together in the pool until our bodies had calmed.
She still clung to me, as if she wanted to stay connected like this forever, and I reveled in the feeling.
I was in love with this woman, a man gone mad. And if I couldn’t keep her with me until our very last days, I thought I might have died on the spot.
Eventually we separated, cleaning our bodies and shifting back into our human forms as we collapsed in a heap on her bed.
Despite our exhaustion, sleep was an afterthought.
We spent hours entangled with each other, and when we finally drifted off to sleep, I decided I’d follow her on whatever path she chose.