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I was still gawking at it. Cetius reached out, took my hand, and placed it on the thick center shaft encouragingly.

“Do not be frightened. I will not fuck you until you are ready for me.”

I wasn’t sure I’deverbe ready for something that big. I mean, where the hell would it all go? But I kept that to myself as I ran a curious hand over the thick ridges. His cock bobbed in my hands, and he groaned.

His cock was slick with silky wetness. I couldn’t help but think how convenient it was that he came pre-lubed, given how huge he was. As my fingertips skated over the flared head, shaped like the tip of a trident, he snarled. I snatched my hand away, worried I’d done something wrong.

“Oh! I’m sorry.”

“Do not be sorry. It’s just that I need to get you ready first.”

“Um…okay.” I wasn’t quite sure what he meant by that, but I was happy to let him take the lead.

Chapter 8

Cetius

My little bride was clearly very curious about my cock. She looked at it like she’d never seen one before. For a moment, I wondered if Starlight Brides had sent me an untried female, but then I remembered that human males were different. They wore their cocks externally all the time.

Suddenly I realized why they all wore clothing. I couldn’t imagine having my cock and prongs exposed all the time. And their gonads were on the outside, too.

The horror! Something so precious should never be exposed to the elements. And it appeared that human males didn’t have any prongs for the female’s pleasure.

A female Thalassonian’s fertility was greatly enhanced through their pleasure. As such, our upper and lower prongs helped things along by stimulating and heightening their enjoyment, leading to a greater chance of conception. Vera had looked surprised by my oils as well. Again, it was an evolutionary trait designed to improve our chances of triggering ovulation.

My little human bride might be wary of me, but she wasn’t turned off. Far from it. Now that the initial shock had worn off, she was both curious and flushed with arousal.

Encouraged by the lingering feeling of her hands on my cock, I laid her down on the bed.It was strange to do this out of the water, but I’d manage.

“Relax, my little bride.”I stroked the inside of her thigh. The skin there was soft and smooth, so very different from our hard scales. “Our females enjoy this part. It is pleasurable for them even if they are not in heat.”

I started at her full, generous breasts, licking and kissing until her nipples beaded up into little nubs. Then I moved down her center to her belly. She had a navel, just like me. Now that I was exploring her body properly, I saw more of our similarities. No wonder we were compatible, despite their strange fleshy legs.

I chuckled when her fingers gripped my quills, urging me down lower. My little bride was impatient! At least she wasn’t afraid of me.

I let her guide me to her center, then dove into her salty goodness. Unlike our females, her slit wasn’t hidden by a vent and scales. My lower prong would fit perfectly into her tiny rear hole, although she was unfortunately missing a pocket for my upper prong.

Had I missed something? We were supposed to be compatible. I must have.

I searched her tasty folds with my tongue for a hidden pocket, licking and prodding thoroughly. I found none. Instead of a pocket, she had a tiny nub instead. I tongued it experimentally, and her hands tightened in my hair.

Aha! It served the same purpose. Her pleasure spot was just more exposed. That made my job even easier. There was no need to search for it.

I swirled my tongue around the tiny nub with firm pressure, and Vera made a choked sound like she was trying to hold back a moan. Immediately her slit grew wetter and more slippery, and I slid my thick, clawless thumb over the opening, gathering up her juices.

That was one benefit to being on dry land: there was nothing to wash away her cream, and I could have it all to myself. A good thing, too, because I was greedy. Her flavor was heady, and I wanted more. Much more.

I plunged my thumb into her velvet warmth, drawing more moans from her as she keened and arched her back. This part was clearly the same in both our species. It only took several pumps of my thumb into her depths as I suckled on her nub before her channel clenched around me, and I was rewarded with a rush of fresh wetness.

I inhaled deeply as her body quivered and shook with her release. She smelled wonderful, but the scent hadn’t changed. She’d fallen apart completely under my tongue and lips, but she hadn’t gone into heat.

That was to be expected, if a bit disappointing. The first tasting rarely triggered a female’s heat. It would come eventually as her body was primed with one orgasm after another. I just had to be consistent. My cock pulsed and complained, but it would have to wait patiently until she was ready.

Vera was relaxed now as she lay there in the aftermath of bliss. I crawled up to join her, gathering her into my arms and pressing my cock to her back, urging myself to relax. I’d take myself in my own hands later to get my release.

She reached for my cock, and I wondered if she thought she had to finish the job because of the contract she’d signed.

“Relax, my little bride. There is plenty of time for that. We will wait until you are ready.”

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