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I watch his face as he palms the cum he left on my thighs, slicking the tip of his tail with it. Anticipation builds as the deft, flesh-colored appendage trails over my ass, painting me with his seed. My mate drapes himself over me, his hand coming out to tease my oversensitive nipples, making me buck. I’m panting, pushing back into him when the tip of his tail pushes past my tight hole. I cry out at the intrusion, seconds before his pleasure cock joins it.

He takes me then, no more teasing, only rough thrusts and biting kisses peppered across my back as he fucks me. “You like my tail in your ass, don’t you, my perfect little human?”

“Yes.” I moan as he swirls it around the rim. “F-fuck you need to—" he thrusts harder, cutting my words off in a gasp. “You need to stop. I’m going to come.”

“Then come, come with my tail fucking your ass, Lenora.”

He says it so matter-of-factly, filthy disgusting words, and I’m putty for it. I come hard, mewling and babbling my praises as the waves of pleasure rock me. I’m lost to it, to the way he worms his hand around to my clit, stringing out the unbearable pleasure. I’m ready, needing, and relaxed when his mating cock slips in mid-shaft. The uncomfortable fullness is everything, but he won’t seat me further while I’m pregnant, even if it is early on. It took a lot of begging on my part and some very… uncomfortable conversations with the healer to get this. I’m speared, each breath only adding to the uncomfortable fullness as he palms his pleasure cock.

“Play with yourself.” He orders, and he doesn’t have to tell me twice.

It’s a battle of divine restraint, staying still when all I want to do is rip, rock, and tug myself back on him until he’s seated so far I can feel him in my gut.

“Yes, yes,yes, yes.” I moan.

“So sweet, so perfect.” He groans, shunting his hips just a little, making me whimper as he roars his climax. The warm pressure of his cum hitting me makes me cry into the sheets. I bare down, forcing him deeper in, only for a steel vice of a hand to band around the back of my neck. “Move again and I take my cock from you.”

“No!”

“Then behave,” he growls, but it's gritted and oh god another jet hits me and I’m mewling all over again, my lower belly tightening as another tendril of fire races through my core.

I come again, nearly blacking out as it whips through me. My mind is somewhere between sleep and nirvana when I’m gathered into Fafnir’s arms. His back now resting against the headboard of the huge bed.

“Thank you,” I whisper, half asleep.

“For what, my Sha'vria?”

“Doing the difficult thing. Thank you for giving us all of this.”

I’m gone to the world before I hear his response, but I feel the kiss he leaves on my forehead, and I couldn’t be more grateful for the day I collapsed in the hall, panicking in front of the Solar Breeding Agency.