Page 49 of Loki's Enemy Mate

“It’s gonna be so fucking hard not to rail you,” he whispered in my ear, his voice full of desire.

“Who said I don’t want to be railed?” I whispered back, kissing his neck. Then I thought better of it. “But maybe take it slow since it’s my first time, huh?”

“I’ll do my best.”

“I have faith in you,” I replied, sliding off his waist. “Now shut up and let me suck your cock.”

Heimdall didn’t have time to argue as I slipped his pants off and tossed them aside. His massive dick, free at last, pulsed as I wrapped my hand around the base, pulling his cockhead up to my lips. I licked the sensitive underside of his crown, his moans letting me know I was doing an excellent job at finding all his special spots. I kept my eyes locked on his as I finally wrapped my lips around his cock, taking him as far as I could go.

“Fuck,” he moaned, his breath heavy. “That feels so fucking good. You’re getting better and better at that.”

“Naturally gifted,” I chuckled. “That and it’s just so much fun to do.”

“I bet you’re just as good at taking dick.”

I lifted an eyebrow, feeling the butterflies in my stomach flutter. I never knew I was into dirty talk.

“I guess we’ll just have to find out,” I replied, giving him a wink.

But I wasn’t done with his blowjob just yet. Breaking eye contact at last, I went to work on the task at hand. I wanted as much of that fat cock in my mouth as I could take. Really, I was after the taste of him and Heimdall didn’t disappoint. His pre-cum oozed out in a steady stream as I worked, the rich taste of him spreading over my tongue and driving my arousal ever higher. My mind was completely overtaken with his cinnamon-like scent as he thrusted into my mouth. Everything about sucking him was perfect. I just wished I could take him all the way to the hilt. However, considering I wanted to draw breath again, I figured it would be best to hold off until I had more practice.

Heimdall suddenly reached down, grabbing a fistful of my hair and pulling me off his cock with a pop. Saliva trailed frommy swollen lips to his cockhead as he stared at me, his eyes full Alpha gold.

“If you want to get bred,” he growled. “You better get up here.Now.”

That last word reverberated through my chest. It wasn’t a request. It was an order. And to my surprise, it made my dick throb. Or maybe I shouldn’t have been surprised. I wasn’t sure. But either way, I knew I was going to obey. Before the thought had even crossed my mind, I was straddled over his waist, his cock pulsing against my cheeks.

I kissed him roughly as my hands fumbled with the bottle of lube. I filled my palm with the sticky liquid, warming it up before I reached back and slathered it all over his rod and my ass. My lips remained locked with his as I leaned forward, aimed his thick cock at my needy hole, and leaned back.

A tingling bliss rushed through my body, lighting up all those nerves that hadn’t gotten much exercise yet. It was all so new and bright that I could barely force myself to go at a steady pace. Heimdall wasn’t small, and I didn’t want to hurt myself in the process just because I got too horned up to think logically. Still, that didn’t stop me from pushing back against him, feeling my tight ring stretch around his cockhead. Between the kisses, the lube, and my tenacity, it wasn’t long before he slipped inside, his ridge gliding over my prostate.

“Oh fuck,” I groaned arching my back. “This feels better and better every time we do it.”

“You feel incredible, baby,” Heimdall cooed against my neck. “And you look so fucking beautiful like this, all hot and aching for more.”

His compliment made my heart flutter. At the same time, it gave me more confidence to continue. I’d already been fucked by him once after all. How much more could there really be to handle?

Of course, that was before he started to shift.

Heimdall’s body swelled beneath me, his muscles even more juiced up in his Alpha form. Claws appeared at his fingertips, although he took care to make sure he didn’t scratch me as he held tight to my hips. Fangs filled his mouth, and our kisses became more animalistic and erratic. Not only that, but his cock began to thicken inside of me. For a moment I wondered if I could ever possibly take it all. But just when I was about to admit defeat, he stopped growing. When I reached back to check how much I’d taken, I was a little concerned to realize I’d only managed the first couple of inches. Already he was pressed tight against my prostate, his cock pulsing and sending tiny shockwaves through my body.

“Holy fuck,” I whispered, more in shock than anything else. “That’s a lot of dick.”

“You don’t have to take it all if you–”

“I will,” I shot back, my obstinance taking over. “I’m gonna take all of you and your knot. And you’re going to mate me.”

Heimdall smiled, holding tight to me as I let my own Alpha form take over. Much like him, my fangs and claws extended as my muscles swelled. My own cock lengthened against his belly, the knot grinding against him as my pre-cum soaked his skin.

Once I was transformed, I looked into his golden eyes, my worries all but gone. My Alpha form not only made me bigger, but it seemed to make my tolerance level rise at the same time. Now that we were both larger, taking him all didn’t seem like an impossible task. Still, it wasn’t going to be easy. But I wasn’t a quitter.

“Just stay still, okay?” I said, my speech slurred thanks to the fangs.

Heimdall nodded, holding onto my hips as I began to fuck myself on his massive werewolf cock. He watched me eagerly, taking in every moan and gasp as I slid down to his knot thenback to the head once more, milking his perfect dick with my tight ass. I could see the pleasure in his eyes, and I knew he wanted more. With each bounce I managed to stretch myself a little further, waiting for that moment when he’d finally knot me.

In the meantime, my pleasure was building at an astounding rate. With every movement, another rush of endorphins swept through my body. Not only that, but the sensitive underside of my cock was grinding against his belly, made slick with pre-cum. It wasn’t a lot of friction, but it was more than I needed to find myself barreling toward an orgasm at breakneck speed.

“Fuck,” I groaned. “This is going faster than I thought… but it feels so…ah…good.”

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