Page 46 of The Naga

"I'm sure. I want to feel you inside me even when you're not there."

Cursing under my breath, I slid almost all the way out of him before slowly pushing back in, and this time, I slid my index finger in too. Slowly, I loosened him until he could take three of my fingers along with my cock, and only then did I press the head of my second cock in alongside the first, slowly pressing in.

"Tell me if it hurts," I said, and Dustin nodded quickly, his teeth buried in his lower lip.

He was tight, almost too tight, maybe, but he didn't stop me as I slowly, slowly slid inside him.

I stopped when I was halfway in, and pulled back a little before thrusting. Slowly, I started thrusting into him, pushing deeper and deeper into him.

Dustin threw his arm over his face, hiding his eyes from me, but I couldn't have that. I need to see him, to know that he was enjoying himself just as much as I was.

Reaching for his arm, I pulled it off his face, pressing a kiss to the back of his knuckles before placing his arm gently above his head.

Dustin peered up at me through slitted eyes, and I smiled down at him, pulling him into a soft kiss.

"There you are," I murmured against his lips. "Don't hide from me, please."

Dustin hummed against my lips, then pushed his hips up, pulling me deeper into him. I groaned against his mouth, then started moving, meeting him thrust for thrust as we both chased our climaxes.

As I continued kissing him, I trailed my hand down his body, teasing his nipples and eliciting a strangled gasp from him before I moved lower.

I kept my touch light as I trailed my fingers over his stomach, then down his happy trail before reaching his cock. In one of our many conversations, Dustin had explained to me how he referred to various parts of his anatomy, and I'd promised myself I'd never, ever refer to any part of him in any way other than what he preferred.

I ran my thumb over him, stroking him the same time I pushed into him, and I loved the broken little moan that slipped out of his mouth.

"Fuck, Khush. Are you close?" he asked, the strain in his voice implying that he certainly was.

"Yeah, shit, Dustin. You're so fucking hot," I grunted as I fucked him harder, my pace increasing as my orgasm drew closer and closer.

"You sure you don't want me to pull out?" I could hardly string together the words, but I tried regardless because it was an important question. If we did this, I didn't want Dustin to regret it.

"I'm sure," he promised, and when I met his luminous blue eyes, I believed him.

Pulling him closer, I pressed our lips together as I thrusted into him hard, my tail wrapping tighter and tighter around his legs the closer I got to my climax.

I rubbed the tip of his cock, and he moaned loudly, his lips trembling against mine as he arched up into me, his whole body going stiff.

I slid in and out of him a few more times before my own orgasm barreled through me, and I groaned loudly, my mouth falling open as I spilled into my mate, coating his insides with my cum and marking him as mine.

Dustin was still trembling from his release, and I wrapped my tail around us all the way up to our hips, binding him to me as I flipped us around so he was lying on top of me.

Resting his chin on my chest, Dustin gazed at me with barely open eyes, his breathing still a little choppy.

"That...was..." He trailed off, blinking slowly as he tried to find the right word.

"I know," I murmured softly when he kept struggling, and reached up to push his hair out of his face. He smiled as he pushed into my touch, then wriggled a little, as if testing my grip on him.

"Did you...is your tail wrapped around me?"

I nodded mutely, and he squinted at me. "You're still inside me."

I nodded again, then realized he might need an explanation.

"It's a naga thing. Would you like me to stop?"

"No, don't," he said quickly, shaking his head slightly. "It feels nice."

I smiled, glad he felt it too. Holding my mate close like this felt soothing, especially after the emotional rollercoaster of a day we'd had. I knew we still needed to have that conversation, and I needed, no, I wanted to tell Dustin about my past, but for now, I was happy to just hold him as we lay in our bed, sharing a peaceful silence that was only interrupted by the scratching on the bedroom door.

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