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She quickly hopped off him.

With rope already prepared and close by, she coiled his forearms together with his wrists locked to his opposing elbows. Then she made him wiggle until his back was resting against the stump they’d been using as a makeshift table.

She slotted a pillow in between to make sure he’d be comfortable.

It was strange, but the fact that a massive, towering monster was bound forherhad her pulse racing. He’d allowed himself to be put into a vulnerable position, trustingly, and she would be able to do what she pleased. Pleasure him how she wanted to, tease him, even leave him to suffer aching with his cock and giving nothing.

He absolutely wasn’t helpless, and she knew that, but it was still titillating.

With the way he was seated, his chest bowed forward, making the large cavity of it seem even bigger. The white bones of his rib cage almost glistened in the low light, and the scales around it had a black-and-blue oil-slick reflection.

With his dark purple orbs focused on her, she crawled between Ingram’s spread legs, being careful of his tail between them, and his cock jerked. Her mouth watered at the delicious feast of the creature bound before her, and she greeted the tapered ends of his tentacles enthusiastically.

Keeping high on her knees, she gripped the base of his cock and let his tentacles wrap around her forearms. At the same time, she leant forward and swiped her tongue over the blunt head, stealing a voluminous drop of seed before covering what she could completely.

The tremor that ripped through him had his head tilting back and the softer inside of his tail coming up to rub against her folds momentarily. The softest moan rippled out of his chest.

She liked when his noises were soft. They were so cute and light it made her eager for more.

“Such a good boy,” she purred against the tip of his cock. “Letting me tie you up to do what I want with you.”

“Fuck, Emerie,” he choked out, as his head dipped to the side.

She circled her tongue around the flared rim, feeling his textured spiking scales that puffed at every touch. Stealing sweet lubricant from him, she sucked it straight off the surface of his cock. He was so hard and hot against her mouth and hands, and visibly pulsating.

She nibbled gently at one of the raised dark veins on him.

“You really like me calling you that, huh?” she murmured.

“Yes,”he admitted.

She drew her lips down one side until his tentacles were caressing her cheek, while her right hand stroked upwards to pet the head in a circle. Everything she did, no matter how small or subtle, had more pearly seed rising to the tip of his shaft. She licked and stole that too, enjoying the heady hint of burnt sugar and hickory bark that burst across her tongue.

“Do you like my mouth and hands on you?” Instead of responding, his beak parted as he let out a deep huff. “Do you want me to keep going until you come in my mouth?”

Her lips curled devilishly against the side of him, then she gave the head and rim little nibbles.

“Nhn. Yes. I want you to drink from me.” He snapped his head forward. “I want to see your face messy with it again.”

“You do?” she purred before pulling away.

Emerie kissed and nipped her way up him, and even licked the protruding bone of his hip, his sternum, knowing he could feel them. She even gave his nipple a flick, which caused him to violently twitch, as she crawled onto him and placed her knees on his thighs before going to his hips. She forced him to let her under his beak, so she could nip at his neck.

She palmed the broad and blunt head of his cock, only to grab him just under the rim to keep him steady. “What if that’s not what I want?”

“Then what ar–” Before he could finish, he choked out a groan when she positioned the tip against her entrance and backed onto it. “Inside you?” He let out a deep expire.

“Mhm. I want to feel you inside me,” she whispered against his neck.

“More,” he encouraged as she wedged the very tip inside by moving in circles to ease herself over him.“You’re so soft.”

She hadn’t even gotten the entire head in yet, and he was already losing it. Ingram rocked his hips as if he wanted to help, to make her pussy swallow him faster, to reach deeper.

He seemed desperate after she made him wait so long.

Her brows knitted tightly, and she placed her forehead against the crook of his neck and shoulder for leverage. It wasn’t easy balancing herself on him like this, high up on his torso. Gravity wasn’t helping with how thick he was, nevermind the awkwardness of their positions.

Had his hands been free, she knew he would have tried to ease her down – and possibly ripped her in the process by accident. He wasn’t very patient, and she may have let him with how much she wanted him right now.