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One at last.

Our mouths crashed together the instant we entered our room. I directed Vince toward the furs, and he moaned against my mouth. He frantically shoved my robe off before yanking his own off. His hands wrapped around me, rubbing on my sides.

I growled, and my cock leaped, swelling with my burgeoning desire. Vince ripped his lips from mine, and I moaned, trying to extend the kiss. He evaded me and shoved me toward the furs. I complied, settling on my back. My wings sprawled out beneath me and my tail thrashed.

He stared at my erect cock, leaking pre-seed. I needed my mate. “Vince.”

He bit his lip, and thoughts flashed through his mind. I frowned, only catching the thought of me on my hands and knees and the overwhelming feeling of nervousness. Vince wanted to ask me something, but he was unsure of how I would respond.

“Vince, what is it?”

“I want to fuck you.”

My breath left my lungs, and my soul raced. “I very much want that.”

Kneeling between my legs, he reached for my hand. I gave it to him as well as curling my tail around his ankle.

“I want you to be on your hands and knees while I fuck you from behind,” he said.

I could feel the desire for my body and his worry I would say no or be offended by him simply asking.

Vince continued before I could even say anything, “I want to be in you, but I can’t do it face to face. I’m worried it will trigger me.”

I frowned. He didn’t want to see me?

Feeling me through the connection I’d established, Vince shook his head, then explained, “I want to see you, Don. I won’t be thinking about anyone else. I’m more nervous about the amount of skin to scales ratio.” He swallowed. “Do you even bottom?”

“I’m versatile.” In many ways, I preferred to bottom. I rarely got the opportunity.

“Do you want me to fuck you?”

“More than anything.”

Vince grinned, kissing my palm. We wouldn’t be able to stay connected like this, sharing every emotion and sensation, but it didn’t matter.

He sent me the scenario he wanted to try, and I agreed.

“On your hands and knees,” Vince ordered, voice rough.

I pulled my hand, reluctantly, from his cheek and rolled over. Vince groaned; he was pleased at the sight of my firm ass on display for him. My tail flicked in excitement. I forced my wings to retract, though. I wouldn’t risk injuring Vince with my sharp talons.

Vince grabbed my tail, his touch exceedingly soft. I whimpered. My tail had always been incredibly sensitive, and I loved it being played with. Thankfully, Vince liked to touch it as much as I loved him to.

He ran his fingers over the appendage, his grasp whisper soft. My breath turned harsh, and Vince kept stroking my tail, pumping it like he would if it was my cock. Pre-seed leaked out of my slit at the sensations running up my spine, splattering the furs beneath me.

Patiently, Vince kissed the tip of my tail and gently brushed his lips up the length, taking his time. His wet tongue swiped at the base, and I moaned, trying to keep the volume down.

“I want to hear you,” Vince muttered, tongue licking the sensitive scales where my tail connected to my spine. “Your every noise is mine.”

I cried out, and feral joy ripped through Vince.

“More,” he demanded. “Don’t silence yourself, Sweetheart.” Vince kissed one of my butt cheeks. “I don’t know if someone’s told you they didn’t like your noise, but fuck them. I love all of it, Don.”

More than one person had told me my noises were off-putting, so I tried to remain as quiet as possible when I had sex. Vince, though, was different. He was mine, and I was his.

Not restraining myself, I let the animalistic cries tear out of my throat. With each one, I felt Vince’s enjoyment and hot arousal.

His hands slid up and down my thighs, teasing the sensitive scales. His fingers moved up, and his thumbs spread my cheeks apart, and Vince moaned. “God, even your hole is beautiful.”

I jerked at the compliment, my cock releasing a spurt of pre-seed.

Vince chuckled, his breath washing over my entrance, making it twitch. “You like me telling you how pretty you are, don’t you?”

“Yes.” I loved it.

Puncturing each word with a kiss on my hole, he whispered, “You are so fucking gorgeous, Dontilvynsan.”

Moans ripped out of my throat. I bowed my head and arched my back, presenting my butt to him.

“Good boy. You are such a good boy for me,” Vince said against me right before he swiped his silky tongue over my waiting hole.

“ Nngh ,” I whined.

“Such a good boy.”

I whimpered.

Vince held me tight, keeping me in place, but not hard enough to cause even a twinge of pain. He was always so careful with me. With every gentle swipe, he stole my thoughts and made me writhe. He didn’t relent, kissing, nibbling, and sucking on my entrance.

The tip of his tongue slid into my loosened hole, and I cried out, “My Vince.”

He fucked me with his tongue as his thumbs kept me wide open for him.

I’d never had anyone do this for me, and the pleasure was mind-numbing as his tongue relentlessly worked on me. I could not stop the moans or pleas for more escaping out of my throat. My pleasure was growing with every passing second, making my control slip.

Vince suddenly growled low in his chest. “I feel you,” he whispered. “I feel you.”

Unable to respond, because he attacked me with new vigor, I simply moaned. I didn’t bother to try and control my pleasure as Vince kept tongue-fucking my hole while whispering how good I was for him. My balls were hugging the base of my shaft, and pre-seed continuously leaked from the tip.

Eventually, he pulled back, and I whimpered, wiggling my butt. I wanted him to return. Vince kissed my back. “Soon, Sweetheart,” he said, clearly feeling my desires. He grabbed the lube from where we’d tossed it earlier and put some on his fingers before he speared my entrance.

I groaned at the invasion, loving the stretch.

Vince slid his lubed finger in and out of my hole before adding a second, then third finger. I was groaning so loud I worried that someone would hear, but at the same time, I couldn’t care less. He was my mate, and he was inside of me, claiming me with his talented fingers.

“Your ass is swallowing my fingers so good.”

I cried out.

“Good boy. Louder for me.”

I was near sobbing from the warm pleasure.

He laughed, nipping my butt.

My tail thrashed, and Vince froze as fear shot through him. A hazy memory of an alien with a spiked tail above him played through his thoughts. I stilled, panting. I tried to control my pleasure with deep breaths to help calm Vince if he needed it.

“We can stop,” I said. My breath was equally harsh, but mine was from pleasure, while his was from fear.

“No. I want this. I want you.”

“I know, Vince, and you have me. We have time.”

His fingers slid out from my hole, and he lay over my back, nuzzling my spine. He was so small against me, but I felt so safe with him like this. Vince took deep breaths, and I didn’t move. He would tell me what he needed if he needed anything more than being present from me.

“I want to continue,” Vince whispered.

“Then fuck me.”

Vince chuckled. He kissed my back. “I want your lovely tail to wrap around your cock.”

I swallowed and my cock bucked at the thought. “Slick it up for me, please.”

“Such a polite boy, aren’t you?” Vince asked, kissing down my back, and I whimpered. He rubbed lube over my tail, then kissed the base near my spine. “Jerk yourself.”

My tail coiled around my own cock, and I cried at the warmth. I milked it, my butt wiggling.

Vince pressed more kisses to my back. “I love seeing you like this, needy, desperate. You deserve to feel good, Sweetheart.”

“You make me feel good,” I replied.

“I will.”

His words sent a jolt down my spine.

I felt the head of Vince’s cock press against me, and I bore down; he slid in with little trouble. I moaned at the stretch, at him inside of me. I was full. Perfectly, and wonderfully filled by my mate.

“Vince,” I cried.

He gripped my hips, panting. “Fuck, Don. You are so warm and tight. Your ass took me so well. It’s like you were made to be fucked with my cock.” Vince pulled out, then snapped his hips back into me.

“I was. Yours,” I cried out.

“Mine,” he growled, pounding into me. “You’re my good boy, and no one else’s.”

I couldn’t respond, because Vince set up a quick pace as he rutted into me. With every smack of his hips, he tagged that cluster of nerves, making pleasure swell. Between that and my own tail jerking me, I was edging closer to my release faster than ever.

“I want to hear you come,” Vince said. “I need it, Sweetheart.” He continued to fuck me, nice and fast. I whimpered. He bent over me as far as he could, kissing my spine.

“Vince. My Vince.”

“Come, Don.”

With a loud shout, my release rushed over me. My hole clenched around him as seed erupted from the tip of my cock, spilling over my tail and onto the furs. Buzzing filled my ears with the pleasure flooding me.

Vince pounded my ass a couple more times before he cried out, “Don.”

His cock jerked inside of me, filling me with his warm seed and coating my insides. I whined at the sensation, and Vince grunted face against my back, his breath swirling over my scales.

Slowly, he pulled out of me, and I wanted to ask him to stay inside of me, but I didn’t want to bother him or force him to do something that he didn’t want.

Besides, he would never be able to stay inside me for as long as I wanted.

I rolled to my side and reached for Vince, shaking.

I needed him against me after such a strong release. He didn’t deny me, cuddling close.

Cupping my cheeks, Vince said, “God, your release was so beautiful.”

Heat filled me.

His thumbs brushed my cheekbones, and Vince placed a gentle kiss on my lips. “Never keep your noises from me, Don. I love hearing them, and you shouldn’t have to worry about what you sound like when we’re fucking.”

“Thank you.”

Vince curled close, head tucked under my chin. His fingers ran over my chest as his breath began to slow. In a sleep laced voice, he said, “We should get cleaned up.”

His seed was leaking out of my hole, and I quite liked the sensation. “Later.”

“It’ll be a bitch to clean your scales if my cum dries.”

I frowned at the word “bitch.” There were several meanings supplied by NAID from a mean woman to a female dog, which I had no idea what that was, but from his thoughts, I guessed he meant hard.

“Later. Sleep, Vince.”

He grunted, holding me tight as waves of sleep dragged him away.

Only a few minutes later, my touchstone pinged. Serlotminden’s voice called my name. “Yes?” I answered in a low voice to not wake Vince.

“I assume your two had a great fuck,” my younger brother said.

“What?” I asked. How had he known?

Serlotminden laughed. “Did you forget you share your strong feelings with us sometimes?”

Embarrassment washed through me. “No, I didn’t forget. My apologies.”

“Don’t worry about it,” he said. “I got really turned on, and me and Bartholomew had a lovely time. Since Zoltilvoxfyn and Kalvoxrencol are not answering my pings, I’m going to guess they’re still fucking.”

I held Vince close, running my hand over his arm to soothe my raging embarrassment. I’d never felt this strongly about someone before, so I’d never worried about my brothers catching my strong arousal. But between my love for Vince and my brothers close proximity, it had only been a matter of time.

“Captain, you still there?” Serlotminden asked.

“Yes, Speedy.”

“I wanted to make sure you’re alright,” he said.

I wasn’t. If Vince chose to go home, I wouldn’t survive. Yes, he would still be alive, but the separation would be torture, and it would kill me in the end. Forcing calm into my voice, I said, “Vince fucked me. It was our first time having penetrative sex.”

“Good for you,” he said. “I’m assuming you two had fun.”

“We did.” I kissed Vince’s head.

“I’m happy for you two.”

“Me too, Speedy. I’ve never been this happy before.” Why I was telling this all to Serlotminden was a mystery, but not seeing him or sensing his thoughts was making it easier.

“I hope he stays.”

I kissed Vince again, breathing in his scent, which was laced with the bitter and sweet notes of our spend and sweat. “I do as well.”