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Garnet

S he was going out of her mind. Tanin’s tongue was rough. Different from a man’s. It didn’t hurt, but the extra texture heightened the sensation to an already sensitive area. And his fingers? Just two, but they were already stretching her. She felt the delightful burn and craved more. She wanted him to split her open until she screamed. She wanted him to pound her until she passed out. She wanted it rough and hard.

And he was obliging. His arm pumping so quickly, it made her wild. The sound of it dirty and unbelievable. Was that her body making that sound? She didn’t even sound like that when she added lube to her favorite toy.

Then, he added a third finger.

Garnet let out a strangled cry, her teeth clenching against the pressure of the stretch. Her hands slipped off his shoulders, scratching him in the process. She went to grab him again-

-only for him to pull back. Yanking himself free. She let out a cry of disappointment, now suddenly too empty.

“What did I say?” He growled, quills twitching. She’d almost grabbed his head.

Before she could apologize or beg him to continue or promise not to do it again, he was already pulling the bow of his ribbon, loosening it from his wrist.

His weapon. The one he’d just used to protect her. A cute little accessory, a deadly little secret. He caught her wrists and wrapped it around them. Tying them tightly and securely, knotting it so that, even when she pulled, they didn’t loosen.

“There,” he said, holding her wrists against her belly with one hand as he returned to his position between her legs. “Don’t do it again, or your punishment will be worse.”

Yes. Please, punish her, she wanted to beg. But she didn’t get a chance, because at that moment, he shoved his three fingers right back into her. Setting an immediate, frantic pace. His lips covered her clit and sucked, hard. Like he hadn’t even stopped. Only now, her own hands were adding pressure against her belly, enhancing everything.

He was sending her hurtling towards her second orgasm so fast, she hadn’t even recovered from the first yet. But no matter how she thrashed or bucked, he wasn’t deterred. He was licking her pussy, but she felt like he was servicing himself. Like he was seeking out his own pleasure in this. And honestly, that made it even better. This wasn’t a chore or a favor she asked of him. He would have put his face between her legs regardless and enjoyed every lick and kiss for himself anyway.

When she came the second time, her thighs almost clenched around his head. He stopped her with his shoulder on one side and his forearm on the other, releasing her wrists. She didn't move them from her belly, but she clenched them so tight with the effort she left marks from her nails on her palms.

Her head was spinning, and she realized she had forgotten to breathe. She let go with a gasp, panting hard as Tanin sat up. He kept his eyes on her as he slid his fingers free, making her shiver and ache from their retreat. But her heart raced when, slowly and carefully, he licked them clean with all apparent enjoyment.

“Tanin…” She panted.

He grabbed her bound wrists and lifted them over her head. Pinning them to the bed with one hand, the other lifted her leg and put it around his hip as he pulled his pants down just far enough to free his hard cock.

Garnet’s breath caught again as it hit her belly. Thick and heavy. It reached almost to her belly button, laying against her like an iron bar. She shivered, staring at the inhuman thing.

His cock was dark gray, flush with blood she realized. It was darkest at the head, which came to a rounded point, the ridge of the head much thicker than she expected. But it was the shaft that was really strange.

The skin wasn’t smooth or even veiny. Instead, it was bumpy. Textured. Like there were a series of tightly packed, rounded scales all along the shaft. They were gray as well, except for a silver line down their concave surfaces.

The barbs?

But no. He began stroking his cock up and down her slit. She shivered, the bumps massaging her clit with each slow pass. But there wasn’t anything sharp about them.

The shaft connected to his abdomen, the bumps smoothing easily back into skin. His heavy balls pushed against her with each thrust. Just as hot and throbbing as the cock he teased her overly sensitive skin with.

“Look at me,” Tanin ordered, his voice quiet but sharp. Authority that demanded obedience without the need to be loud or angry.

And she obeyed, jerking her eyes up to meet his as her heart pounded painfully in her chest. Beating against her sternum as she anticipated the moment to come.

“Keep your eyes on me,” he said. “Don’t you dare look away. I want to see every expression on your face when I enter you. Understand?”

“Yes…” She breathed, wondering when she became so submissive. She thought she had buried that part of herself a long time ago. A weak, useless facet of herself that had cowed before those that screamed and shouted and declared her to be useless.

But Tanin didn't scream or shout. And at her soft agreement, he smirked, using his free hand to notch the rounded head of his cock with her entrance.

“That’s my female,” he purred, making her shiver. “You’re a very good girl.”

The noise Garnet let out was strangled and shaky. It was such a little thing but hearing him praise her like that made goosebumps break out all over her skin as her belly clenched with longing and her eyes started swirling with unshed tears. Like she had been waiting her entire life just to hear someone say that to her. And mean it .

Tanin wouldn’t say something he didn't mean. So, she must be a good girl. At the very least, she was his good girl, and that was enough.

He leaned down and kissed her. Sweet and slow. Her arms twitched with the need to go around his neck, but he kept them down and out of the way. Not because he didn't want her to hug him, but because he wouldn’t hurt her. He would never hurt her. Even by accident.

His hips flexed, and the pressure of his entrance made her gasp into the kiss. He nipped at her bottom lip, tearing her focus in too many directions. The bumps of his shaft stroking her entrance. The warmth and roughness of his tongue moving against hers. The strength in his hand holding her wrists, pinning her down. The roughness of his palm as his other hand squeezed her thigh. Keeping her spread wide as he slowly, deliberately, achingly stretched her poor pussy.

Maybe the bumps had thrown off her sense of scale, but she didn't realize just how long he was until this moment. She shivered, her hips twitching. Was he fully in yet? Surely, he had to be in. There couldn’t be more to-

His hips snapped against hers, entering the rest of the way with one quick jerk. She cried into the kiss, eyes going wide, as he hit the back of her channel. She could feel him there. Edging just on the border of pain. Pushed so deep, it stole her breath and made her squirm.

He pulled back then, just as slowly as he entered her. The bumps were even better as they were dragged out. Making her shiver and shake. He pulled and pulled and pulled until there was only the head left inside, stretching her entrance.

Snap!

He thrust right back in. She yelped, just as surprised the second time, as her entire body started shaking, her belly so full of him she could swear she felt it from the outside.

He did it again. And again. Pulling out so torturously slowly, then slamming back in so fast. The contradiction of the two movements made her dizzy. Or maybe that was the lack of air as he continued to kiss her senseless.

The pressure on her clit, the bumps teasing at her entrance, were driving her mad. She whined into his kiss, hips jerking as she tried to get him to go faster. To give her that release she could feel him playing with at the edge of her senses. The slamming thrusts into her jerking it closer, but the slow slide out sending it further away.

“You want it?” He asked, whispering into her ear, making her whimper. “Tell me you want it.”

“I want it! Please!”

“You want what?”

“Fuck me. I want you to fuck me Tanin, please!”

“And…?” He prompted, needing more. Sounding so confident and assured. Knowing she was a puppet for him to play with. Knowing she’d give him exactly what he wanted.

“I want you to come in me,” she said, voice warbling a bit. “I want to feel your ba- ah! ”

She didn't get to finish this time before he slammed into her. And unlike before, he didn't do the slow pull out. He set a brutal pace. Like with his fingers, he owned and dominated her body. Using her. Giving her pleasure because it pleased him .

She threw her head back, crying out as she jerked and bounced with each hard thrust. She felt his strength, so perfectly controlled but still bruising in its force, pounding into her. He grunted right in her ear, fingers digging into her hips as he fucked her ruthlessly. Without break. Without pause. The speed, the force, was overpowering, but he didn't need to stop even once.

Garnet screamed this time when she came. Her entire body locking up, mind whiting out with ecstasy, as she shook and trembled under him.

And that was his voice in her ear. Praising her for coming so well. For tightening around him like that. For being such a good girl. Grunting, panting, not hiding his own pleasure. And that made it even better. To hear him there. Not just telling her how good she was but proving how he felt and not hiding his own reaction to her.

Then, he released her thigh and instead reached between them. He began circling her clit, just as rapid as the stroking of his cock in and out. The skin was too sensitive for that, but all she could do was let out a wordless cry of painful pleasure as another climax, right on the heels of the last one, shattered her to pieces.

“Yes,” he hissed, grunting. “Just like that. Just like-Ugh!”

His hips stuttered, his entire body going taut. Shaking with effort as a sharp pressure pressed all along the walls of her pussy. She was already so slick, so sensitive, that the extra stimulation made her vision gray as she choked on her cries. Shaking and trembling beneath him.

Warmth filled her. Hot and slick. Coming. He was coming inside her. But wait, if he was, then that meant he-

Before she could finish the thought, he was wrapping his arms around her. Holding on tight. Keeping her trapped against him as he came and came and came. So much. Did his orgasm never end? And that pressure inside her. It wasn’t painful, but she was acutely aware of it.

Tanin relaxed all at once. All the tension draining out of him in a snap. He lay on top of her, both of them breathing hard, but that pressure didn't lessen.

Experimentally, Garnet squeezed her muscles. Tanin grunted. She felt them! The point of his barbs, pressing into her walls. It wasn’t sharp or painful, but she was acutely aware of their presence stretching her even further.

“Stop,” Tanin ordered, his arms tightening. “You don’t stop, they’ll never go…”

He trailed off with a long moan when she did it again. She couldn’t help it. Her pussy was spasming out of her control in the wake of the orgasms he’d destroyed her with.

When it happened again, rippling all along his barbed cock, he bit her shoulder. Little fangs digging into her. Twin points of pleasurable pain that made her whimper as he used his grip to roll them both over so he was on his back and she was spread over his chest.

“Don’t move,” he ordered, stroking his fingers down her spine, making her shiver.

“Cold,” she muttered, the air chilling her sweat now that she was still.

He maneuvered them a bit, reaching for the blanket to pull over their bodies.

In doing so, she slipped up a bit. But his cock, instead of sliding out of her neatly, drug against her walls from inside. The barbs scratched her. They weren’t sharp like claws, but the points certainly weren’t comfortable.

She yelped, quickly grabbing him, forcing her hips back down. Sliding back into place, the pressure lessened again. It even felt good. Like she was being rewarded for keeping herself firmly planted on his cock.

Tanin chuckled, bringing the blanket around them. “Sorry. It wasn’t so bad though, was it?”

She shook her head, her arms loosening. It was like a pinch. And a surprise for sensitive flesh that would normally never be pinched. But there wasn’t any lingering pain. Just that amazing pressure of his bumps pressing against her from inside.

“You feel… bigger…” She panted, wanting to rotate her hips to relieve that pressure, but also not wanting to move lest those barbs poke her again.

“The barbs are out now,” he said easily. “Those bumps on my shaft, they lifted. The barbs are pointing down. So, you only feel them if you try to lift up. Once the bumps go back down, the barbs will be hidden again, and I can pull out then.”

She grimaced, her pussy still rippling along him. “You don’t feel like you’re getting any softer.”

“And I won’t if you don’t stop that.”

“I can’t help it!” She whined.

He chuckled, patting her head, calming her back down. “Did I push you too hard?”

“No,” she mumbled pitifully, still trembling against him. Maybe he had, but she wasn’t going to tell him that. She wanted it just as hard and overwhelming next time. Her arms tightened, as though he might be going anywhere. She refused to let him.

“My, you’re needy now.”

She pouted, her grip loosening.

Yeah, she was needy after sex. Her last few partners told her that too. They didn't like how she clung on afterwards or how much attention she wanted once the act was done. She didn't mean to bother him with that right out the gate.

But even as she was relaxing her hold, he grabbed her arm. He pushed it right back against his chest with a stern look.

“I didn't tell you to stop.”

She blinked, surprised. “But you said…”

“I said you were needy. I didn't say I didn't like it.”

Garnet smiled, relaxing back into him. They didn't have much of a choice but to cuddle now, seeing as he wasn’t going anywhere. But Tanin was stroking her back, holding her so sweetly. The gentleness was in such direct contrast to his earlier ferocity, it made her dizzy. But she liked it.

It took a long time for, first, her body to calm down. And only after her pussy stopped pulsing did his barbs finally ease. The pressure lessened and she let out a breath as she sat up, pulling up off him. He slid out with a rush of fluid that made her wince, embarrassed. That wasn’t all him.

Before she could say anything, however, Tanin rolled them over again, forcing her to her back. She cried out, looking up at him in surprise as he put her hips around his waist, his cock resting against her belly. It should have been softening, but it wasn’t.

“You…” She breathed, surprised.

“I’m not done with you yet,” he said, smirking. “Hold onto me if you must. Tell me when it’s too much for you.”

Garnet was afraid it was too much for her now . But she didn’t stop him when he leaned down to kiss her again. She just touched his face with her still bound hands, eager to accept it. To accept him. And now that she knew for a fact that it wouldn’t hurt, she was even more eager to feel him inside her again.