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His tongue tastes like my spend and that makes my stomach tighten in pleasure.

My ass is dripping down onto the sheets beneath me with how turned on I am.

It’s all too much and yet, I am prepared to beg for more.

I want it all, everything Christian is willing to give me so long as he promises to actually do it and not leave me begging forever.

My tail continues to slowly fuck my soaked hole because he hasn’t told me to stop yet. His mouth ravages my mouth, leaving me breathless. My cock is already perking up once more despite having only come just a moment before. With Christian, I feel as though I will never get enough.

Christian’s mouth moves to my jaw once more, nipping and sucking a mark into my skin. Then he moves lower, kneeling between my thighs. He stops to kiss each of my nipples. Then his teeth skim my stomach. He licks my cock once in a teasing fashion and then just like that, he is gone.

“Christian,” I call out with a whine.

“Let me get naked.”

“ Pruist , please. I need you.”

Christian begins taking off his clothes but he tilts his head in question. “I know you like calling me that. You finally gonna tell me what that word means?”

I’ve been calling Christian pruist for years. I bite my bottom lip for a moment before nodding. He deserves to know the truth.

“It’s a type of flower. It has big purple leaves around it and a bulb of thorns in the middle. If you are careful and can pull the shell away from the thorny bulb, you will find nectar sweeter than you have ever tasted.” I hold out my hand for him when he’s finally naked. “Just like you.”

Christian crawls back into place between my thighs. His skin is so hot against my own that I suck in a sharp breath, overwhelmed with the feel of him. He runs a finger over my cheek.

“You see me in such a flattering light. Thank you.”

“I see you as you are even if you do not wish to see it yourself,” I say as I pull him down into a kiss. This time when my hips move, our cocks are pressed together, rubbing against each other. We moan into the kiss as we move together.

“Are you ready for me? Do you want me to fuck you, Ghenie?”

“Yes,” I gasp out against his lips. “Fuck me. Consume me. I need it, Christian. I need you.”

“You have me. You have all of me, I promise.”

“Then show me,” I say, biting his bottom lip. He smirks down at me before he’s flipping me onto my belly. I moan, long and low at being manhandled like that. Christian is smaller than me and yet, he has total control. It’s so sexy!

Christian moves my hips slightly and pulls my tail out of the way.

Then he replaces my tail with the tip of his cock.

I push back but his fingers dig into my hips, keeping me still.

I’m at his mercy. My mind is blissfully blank.

I don’t have to think, I don’t have to hear the voices.

All I have to do is allow Christian to do exactly what he pleases. I am more than capable of that.

“You are everything to me, Ghenie,” Christian breathes out as his cock enters me fully.

It’s scorching hot as it moves inside me, stretching me just right.

I’m suddenly breathless, my entire body tensing with pleasure.

More than that, my heart aches with affection.

My mate is here. He’s inside me. He’s touching me in the most intimate way possible. My heart belongs to him.

As Christian bottoms out, he leans his chest against my back, his breath hot against my shoulder.

He’s inside of me but he is also completely surrounding me.

The only thing inside my head is a mantra of Christian, Christian, Christian .

I feel bliss throughout my body from the tip of my tail to the top of my head.

“Feels so good,” I gasp out, doing my best to tip my hips up so I can somehow get Christian even deeper inside of me. “Shit, Christian!”

“You’re perfect,” Christian says as he slowly slides his cock back out. Then he plunges back in, his thrusts coming faster and harder until I have to put my hands against the wall, keeping myself from slipping forward.

This is everything I didn’t know I was craving. Christian fucks me hard, keeping my head silent, keeping my thoughts blank with bliss. He fucks me until my toes are curling and my tail is whipping back and forth behind us.

Christian stills my tail by wrapping his fingers around it at the very base.

His thumb rubs the skin between my tail and my hole.

Pleasure like I’ve never felt before surges through me.

I had no idea that spot was so sensitive .

I have to cover my mouth as I whimper, doing my best to keep myself quiet.

“Use your tail, Ghenie. Wrap it around your cock just the way you like. Dip the tip into your slit. Make yourself feel good for me. I need your ass to throb around my cock as you come.”

I bury my face against my pillow, letting out a long and ragged moan at Christian’s words. I do exactly as he has asked me, wrapping my tail around my cock. Then I use the very tip to run around my cockhead, swirling through my precum before dipping into the slit.

“Oh,” I gasp out as pleasure races through me.

Christian is nailing my sweet spot and my tail is stroking me just right.

He’s still holding onto the base of my tail.

My head is spinning with how good everything feels.

“I am going to come. It’s too good. Please.

Need you to fill me up, Christian. Make me yours. ”

“Mine,” he says, leaning down and latching his mouth onto my shoulder.

The pain mixes with my pleasure and my mind goes completely white as my body locks down around Christian’s cock.

It’s too much. It’s too good. I can’t hold my orgasm back a moment longer, and why would I when Christian is practically begging to feel me come.

I bite my pillow as I come, flooding the sheets beneath me with my cum, my ass becoming so wet that it splashes against Christian’s hips. My body is a conduit of pleasure and I shake with it, overwhelmed in the best possible way.

“Fuck, Ghenie,” Christian breathes out as his hips slap against me a few more times before he’s stilling. I can feel him filling me up, I can feel his cock throb and twitch. I squeeze around him, needing to milk every last drop from him.

I feel claimed. I feel owned. I am Christian’s and I hope with all my heart that he is mine as well. He wraps his arms around me, holding me tight. This is what I have been dreaming of for years and to finally have it leaves me breathless.

This is so much better than the first time because I know he will be here in the morning. No more running. No more guessing. No more hoping because I know .

It’s Christian who moves first, pulling his cock free from my ass. I wince at the feeling.

“I’ll be right back,” Christian murmurs, kissing my head before he goes to the bathroom. He returns with a cloth, using it to wipe my body clean.

I do not remember a time I have been cared for with such gentleness. My chest aches with how much I adore this man. I care for him more than I thought possible.

Once I am clean, Christian carefully rolls Maribel back into the room with us. Then he blows out all the candles before getting into bed beside me. I lie my head against his chest, listening to his heart beat beneath my ear. His arm wraps around me, holding me tight.

“That was everything I hoped it would be and somehow so much more,” Christian whispers into the dark. “You are everything I hoped you would be. I wish it hadn’t taken me this long to get out of my own way.”

I squeeze around Christian’s middle. “Do not trouble yourself with that. The only thing that matters is that we’re here now. We’re together. We are going to plan a future together with Maribel. That’s what matters, Christian.”

Christian makes a playful little growling noise. “Hate it when you’re right. Pisses me right off.”

“Yes,” I say with a chuckle. “I do remember how much you hate that and how many arguments we had.”

“Yeah, yeah. Laugh it up, asshole.”

I really shouldn’t find that nickname so affectionate but it’s the way he says it that makes my heart melt. I carefully nod my head. “Your asshole.”

I can feel Christian cringe and I can’t stop grinning. “I hate that. Never again. Putting the ‘your’ in front of it made it so much worse.”

We’re careful to keep our giggling as quiet as possible, not wanting to wake up Maribel. I lean up on my elbow just enough to get my mouth on Christian. We trade barely there, soft kisses until I have to break apart in order to yawn.

“Get some sleep,” Christian whispers, tucking some of my hair behind my ear. “I promise I’ll be here in the morning.”

“You better be or I’ll kick your ass.”

Christian snorts so loud that Maribel startles. We both freeze, waiting. Thankfully she just turns her head and continues to sleep.

“You dick,” Christian whispers against my hair. “You almost made me wake her up.”

“I was just using your own phrase! I cannot be blamed!”

The two of us continue whispering into the night until we can barely keep our eyes open anymore. It’s the most wonderful night I’ve had in a really, really long time.