Page 18 of The Emerald Boa’s Lover (Operation Colonise #3)

Shut up and kiss me.

Charlie.

There is a voice in the back of my head saying I’m heading down the same well-trodden path that has left me heartbroken and alone so many times beforehand.

However, I can’t really hear it over the deafening sound of the hopeless romantic in me blowing on the horn of love and at the helm of the libido sled.

It’s being pulled by my sexually frustrated horny beast, and nothing short of a damn good fuck will put that dog to sleep.

Yes, I am aware this could go badly. Dalahan is possessive and clearly has grander hopes for what we’re going to be than I do.

Yes, he has already taken it upon himself to act as my boyfriend.

I can’t tell if he’s done that consciously or not.

He does see to all my needs, or at least he’s about to see to all my needs, and he’s just…

too cute. I’ve been resisting seeing it until now, but it’s undeniable.

The notes in my lunch. Learning how to cook for me.

Checking I’ve had my meals and carrying me up to bed when I’ve passed out on my books.

All the gentle touches. The doe-eyes he gives me.

I’ve tried to be unphased when he openly desires me, but damn.

I can’t do it anymore. He’s been a constant temptation since I arrived and I’m just not strong enough to fight him anymore.

Not when something wonderful could be on the horizon.

What if…what if he’s right? What if we could be good together?

The hopeless romantic in me that thrusts me towards the male damsels I’m used to dating, is once again pushing me towards Dalahan.

But this time it could be different. He doesn’t have any vices that I need to save him from.

No nasty ex’s. No struggling career he needs help getting off the ground.

Dalahan is the successful owner of a building company.

He’s stable financially and emotionally.

He’s never been afraid to say what he wants from me and he’s…

…a nice guy. Intense with his feelings, sure, possessive, yes, but he’s still kind. He’s funny and his emerald scales are like a warm smooth blanket of gems I want to touch. I’ve resisted temptation when I was turning him down, but now I can’t help but take every opportunity to do just that.

When we got home I fell into the familiar dance of seducing my partner.

Confidently undressing and telling him with my eyes what I’m going to do to him.

I’m excited about how this won’t be too familiar.

Dalahan’s body is exciting new territory.

I may have looked into the homosexual mating habits of Ucfeni after he told me about his inner sheath.

The way it’s described, it should feel the same.

It means I’ll never be behind Dal as I fuck him, but I’m sure that the missionary position with a Naga isn’t ever going to get old.

I thought I was putting on a show, but then Dal hissed at me and unveiled his pouch in time to show me his long green cock slide out of his pouch.

The paler scales around his slit were puckered wide open and I was curious to find out what that magnificent dick felt like in my hand.

How it would taste and feel in my mouth?

It was slimmer at the end with two slits rather than one in the glans.

The ridges on the underside looked enticing as well.

I was imagining it all as I shoved my jeans and boxers to the floor.

I kicked them to one side and talked towards my reptilian lover.

Now I was allowing myself to be attracted to Dal, it was becoming as clear as day that I’ve wanted him a hell of a lot more than I thought I did beneath my resistance.

“Where to start?” I tease him with a chuckle and love that he’s bashfully watching my every move.

He’s still making that deep sexy purring noise and I put my hands on his chest to feel the vibration through his pecks.

He shudders pleasantly at my touch and my dick feels even harder.

Dal flings his hands up to hold my shoulders and his tail starts to slide up my leg.

“I have some suggestions.” He moans and I don’t resist as he cradles me closer to him.

I inhale with a chuckle as his tail cups my ass on its way up my back.

“Are we really going to do this?” Dalahan is breathless when I bring him close enough to kiss.

It’s adorable how clueless he is. This giant green snake has been acting as my boyfriend for a month, and it took our argument and my lack of hesitation to go after him to realise it.

“I can’t believe I’m going to say this, but I’d rather not rush into this with you Charlie, if you’re going to regret—” I’m smirking as I crowd him up against the kitchen wall.

“One thing I can promise you Dal? You will not regret what I’m about to do to you.

” I’m not thinking with my upstairs brain anymore.

A dam burst the moment I looked into his eyes out on the street and saw how bravely he told me how he felt about me.

I want him badly, and unless he tells me no?

I’m going to have him. I kiss him and ‘snake’ my left arm around his waist to hold his back against the wall.

My right hand strokes his jaw as I dominate his mouth, and his hands tremble in my hair and at the back of my neck.

His tail is coiled around my right leg and tugs on it.

I raise a brow, not sure what he’s up to at first, when I realise he’s trying to get me to ‘don the position’.

I straddle either side of his pelvis and he drives me crazy as he wriggles up between me and the wall.

“Please.” He hisses, moaning and pressing his bulging pouch against my hard cock.

“Oh sugar, ask and you shall receive.” I chew my bottom lip and take my time as I learn his emerald topography by heart.

The firmness of his muscles beneath his smooth scales.

The way he quivers beneath my touch. And then finally, the molten slick feel of his cock.

The snarl he released when I took hold of him and started to stroke him was sublime.

He gripped my shoulders for support and arched into my fist. His tail flung away from my back and collided with my breakfast chair and broke it into three pieces.

I should be intimidated by the power of that tail, but all I can think about is how sexy he looks as he clings to me for pleasure.

For all intents and purposes, his cock isn’t that different to mine.

It’s longer, but just as thick, and darker than the rest of his green scales.

He doesn’t have foreskin but his scales move back and forth well enough through his clear natural lubricant.

I look down and see he’s leaking with more of the liquid.

I feel my dick throb with anticipation of how wet he’s going to be when I get inside him.

I always liked a well-lubed ass, and it looks like that’s going to be a natural perk with an Ucfeni lover.

However, I don’t want to hurt him by assuming he’s wide enough for me.

“Alright, I think it goes without saying that I’ve never had sex with an Ucfeni before.

You’re already wet—” Dalahan groaned and I jerked forward when his tail slapped against my back to make me buck forward.

I braced both hands to catch myself against the wall at either side of his shoulders.

I hood my eyes wantonly at him and fight the urge to plough forth without care.

“…but a human man would need some foreplay to make him wide enough.” His deep purring becomes wilder and he wraps one arm around my neck and shoulders and the other holds onto my hip like he wants to mount himself on me.

His tail tip coils around my ankle, my shin, and up my thigh.

I know what he’s planning to do and don’t stop him.

If anything I’m impressed he keeps control of his tail, when I let my right hand slip from the wall and wrap around his slick length to resume a slow and torturous pace as I stroke him.

“The last thing I want to do in my eagerness is hurt you.”

“A-arousing me to extrude stretched my sheath.” Dalahan strangles the words out as I stroke his cock.

His tail tip finishes its journey and caresses the underside of my member.

“I’m ready. Trust me. We can have sex right now.

” He begs me and I can’t bear it another minute.

I look down and see he’s doing more than teasing my dick with his tail tip.

He’s aiming the bulbous pink crown of my cock at the base of his dick.

The slit of his pouch is parted to allow his penis to extrude, but at the base the slit extends further.

I grin, seeing my ‘opening’ and allow him to guide me forward until my glans feels the wet heat of him.

“Charlie, please.” Dalahan hisses and his tail tip slithers away.

I resist the urge to just thrust forward with abandon and inch my way in slowly instead.

It’s a good job I did, because each delicious inch sent thundering waves of pleasure through me.

He was slick, tight, but not too tight to be uncomfortable.

The soft ridges I felt against my length was sinfully stimulating.

Especially with the way he squirmed and said my name like a prayer as he pulled me even closer.

Fuck me. Dalahan just ruined human men for me and we’ve only just started!

Once my balls pressed to his scales I could tell that the other end of his sheath was elasticated but narrower.

It seemed impossibly perfect for giving a mild suction-like effect once I filled him to the brim.