Page 37 of The Emerald Boa’s Lover (Operation Colonise #3)

Dalahan

I can’t remember the last time Charlie and I had spontaneous alone time together.

A million ways I to want to touch my bond mate, and be touched by him, run through my head all at once as I carry him up to the hygiene tier.

There is no ceremony to the way we pull at each other’s clothes to press our bare bodies together.

Uzoti has gone to the archery range, but he could be gone half an hour, or two hours.

One day when our younglings are fully grown and in a nest of their own, Charlie and I can spend as long as we like building up to sex. Now though? Time is of the essence.

“Oh Dal.” He grunts and steps back into our luxury sunken bathtub.

He taunts me, beckoning me with both hands to follow him.

I practically tackle Charlie, and he would have gone over, had I not lifted him in my arms. “Eager?” Charlie wraps his legs around me and I twist my tail around us to make a coil.

I sit him on the upper ring of my tail and reach up to pull on the water chute cord.

“Very.” Once the water starts to fill the bathtub, I focus intently on Charlie. I thumb around his nipples, kiss him feverishly, and moan with desire as he pinches my waist with his strong thighs.

“Come here lover.” Charlie chuckles and palms at my pouch with a cocky grin.

I ululate with need, and shuck, do I have a throbbing need.

It’s throbbing so much that with his fingers caressing my bulging slit, I extrude against the back of his hand.

“Oooh? Is that for me? It looks delicious.” Charlie licks my chin to my bottom lip and I manage to nod energetically for him to find out.

He smirks, swings his legs into the middle of my coil, and wriggles down to kneel.

His hands go to my hips and he licks me.

Heavily. From the base, across the ridges with the flat of his tongue, and to my tapered crown.

“Yup, just as I remember. Fucking sumptuous.” His lips pucker and he kisses the sensitive slits, teasing each with the tip of his tongue, before suckling my glans into his mouth.

I grip the top ring of my own coil to steady myself.

My hips tip back and forth as he bobs his head up and down my dick.

Oh, I love that Charlie demands my first orgasm in his hand or mouth.

He makes filthy wet noises as he slurps and sucks on my cock.

The flat of his tongue swirling around my sensitive tapered head, and when his hand wrapped around the base to stroke me into his mouth?

I nearly saw stars. I bent forward, my hands still braced on the top coil of my tail.

I wanted to fuck his face so badly. I slap my forked tongue against my lips, enjoying even the sight of Charlie’s fist feeding my member into his hungry mouth.

I grunt and my lower jaw is slack as I cum for the first time.

“C-cumming. Charlie I-Ah-oh so good.” He swallows what he can and then wriggles up to stand in my coil. “Oh Charlie.” I hold his shoulders and tighten my coil to constrict and restrain his legs. I ululate with arousal, right in his face, hissing like the wild thing he makes me.

“That good, sugar?”

“Get inside me.” I hiss and reach down to hold his hips. I sway my upper body, sliding and swaying my torso against his in my coil, and he knows what I want. He smirks like a demon and wraps his left arm around my waist, his right hand taking hold of himself.

“Are you wet enough for me in there?”

“I’m always wet for you.” I tug on his hips, needing him to hurry this along.

At the first press of his bulbous glans, wonderfully girthy and stretching my sheath just to pop the crown inside me, I’m a ruined mess.

I ululate deep and throaty, my mouth open and trembling as Charlie thrusts inch by inch into my sheath.

Once we’re flush together I can barely catch my breath, before we’re moving.

Charlie uses his powerful thighs and core muscles to keep up with my undulating navel and hips.

His balls press against my slit and he rocks my world with how full he’s stuffing me.

My sheath grips and milks his cock with each rhythmic roll of our hips.

My dick is wet and trapped between our navels.

With each bump and press of our bodies together, my cock receives a thrum of ecstasy.

Even my com-gem necklace clinks with his as we shuck together.

“Oh, you bet you are.” He taunts me, kissing me and demanding my tongue dance with his. I shudder as he reaches down and strokes me, slow and firm, between our writhing bodies. “Oh Sugar. Are you going to cum all over me? Cover me in your scent?”

“Yeah, surround you in it. Spill my seed all over your sexy body.” He knows all my buttons.

Shuck, I’m going to cum if he keeps this up.

Charlie leans back and his left hand braces on the top ring of my coil behind him.

I tip forward to follow, only to whimper wantonly as I realise what he’s planning.

His right fist picks up the pace and aims my dick at his abdomen and chest. Oh shuck. I love cumming on him, and he knows it.

“Fuck, come on then Dal.” He pumps me faster, demanding my orgasm in a way that tells me he’s about to tip over the edge himself.

I continue to milk his cock with my sheath, determined to drain every last drop of pleasure I can from him as I shuck myself onto him.

“Give it to me.” He moans and he braces his lower back on my coil so his left hand can palm at the sensitive crown of my dick.

Charlie pumps me, hard and fast in one hand, and the other teases at my sensitive glans and slits.

My eyes nearly roll into the back of my head, but I refuse to let them, as I want to watch every single moment as I plummet into delirium.

Every single rope of cum I shoot at his midriff and chest is a feast for my eyes.

“That’s it, oh yeah, sexy fucking beast.” Charlie lets go of his resolve now I’m cumming.

The added feeling of his semen bulging in my sheath and his hand twisting up and down my slick length has me barrelling into bliss.

I lean closer to him, ululating a purr of satisfaction, even after the last pulse of my cock in his hand signals I’ve finished spilling my cum onto him.

I know I’m wearing a dopey grin, spent and delighted, when he chuckles and nods down at the angle I’m holding him.

“So? Fancy lowering us into the bathtub so I can get us both clean?”

“What happened to letting me cover you in my scent?”

“Yes, and I have, and now I would like to get clean.” He grins at me and I laugh.

“Now Dal.” I giggle and wrap my arms around him as I roll us over onto our side.

My coil loosens and our hands move in the water to make quick work of washing each other.

Once we’re rinsed off, and the bathtub only has clean water in it, I use my tail to turn off the water chute and put the plug in the bath.

Charlie snuggles into my arms and we tenderly kiss for a while.

“So our daughter is on a date.” I pout, not happy about that thought, at all.

“And our son is training to be a hunter.” I’m proud of him, but I’m not happy about that either.

“They’re growing up.”

“They are, and I don’t remember agreeing to it.” Charlie mockingly shook his head.

“Me neither. We’ll tell them both off when they get home.” We chuckle together and his left leg is draped leisurely over my tail, with my left arm spooning him close to me. “Seriously though? They’re growing up and in a few years they will have moved out.”

“And yet?” Charlie tenderly kisses me and I swoon, snuggling him closer. “As scary as that is, I’m looking forward to seeing how their lives turn out. Oh, and having you all to myself again.”

“I love every moment I have with you.” I ululate with devotion and we happily cuddle there in the bathtub.

Even with silvery strands in his hair, and a few more wrinkles around his eyes, my Charlie is as handsome and as wonderful as he’s always been.

My love for this man has not lessened with time. It’s grown.

“And I love every moment with you too, sugar.” We kiss, and bask in each other’s arms.

Until the front door opens and Uzoti barks up that we better have our skirts on, because he’s home.

We laugh and start searching for Charlie’s pants, and know Uzoti is going to lecture his dads about something, but you know what?

I don’t care. Even if my eldest is grumpy at times, like his Dad, our lives are perfect, and I apologise for nothing.

Least of all, swinging in front of Charlie nearly 17 years ago at that pairing party, and deciding that this human man, was mine. I was right, after all. With Charlie, I got the best happily ever after possible. Domestic bliss.

The end.