Page 25 of Hooded

I put my hand over his and guide it to where I want to be touched. His large finger circles my clit with just the right amount of pressure, making me drop my head back.

If Klynn has never mated before, he’s certainly a fast learner.

“What is this?” he asks.

“My clit.”

“And it is for your pleasure?”

“And yours.”

The wicked grin is back.

“I like it,” he says. “I like how wet it is, how wet you are,” he murmurs, those eyes darker than ever.

He slides his thick digit inside me and groans under his breath. “Hot and tight. How are my cocks ever going to fit?”

Klynn has voiced my concern. I already had an idea he was huge. What I’ve just handled is, frankly, enormous.

“You’ll fit,” I say, trying to be confident.

Klynn curls up his finger, and with an accuracy I’ve never had from a human male, he hits my g-spot, sending me into convulsions as I climax without warning, my pussy clamping down over him.

“Fern!” he exclaims.

I can’t speak initially, my vocal cords strangled by the sudden, delightful rush of endorphins.

“You made me come,” I finally gasp.

“Without my cocks in you?” he queries, eyes filled with concern. “Can you still take my seed?”

He genuinely wasn’t kidding when he said he had never mated. I feel oddly empowered that I’m going to be this huge alien warrior’s first.

His eyes widen as I gush over his hand, his nostrils flaring again. “You are…wider,” he exclaims.

Klynn’s entire body shakes, his wing feathers rattling. It would be a mistake to draw this out, partly because of his apparent inexperience, but also because we risk running out of time.

“You can put your…cocks in me, if you want,” I murmur, trailing my hands over his cockheads.

They are both soaking, pre-cum running everywhere. Both jerk again at my touch. Klynn groans, his hips rotating.

“I want to,” he says, only just able to form the words, pawing at his pants to free his monster cocks more. He settles himself between my thighs and notches the heads at my entrance.

“If I mate you with my second cock, I will fill your belly,” he murmurs. “But if I don’t, they will not know any difference. I will still spill my seed.”

“And if I don’t get pregnant by you, they will find another way.” I stroke my finger down his handsome cheek, trailing over the silver scar which runs down from his eyebrow. “I want it to be you.”

Klynn drives himself inside me, his eyes widening as he stretches me to my absolute limit and then bottoms out.

“I am…sheathed in you,” he rasps, looking down to where we are joined. “Inside you.”

My pussy pulses and he groans again.

“Now I have to put a youngling in you.”

KLYNN

Being in my sweet mate is exquisite. She is the softest thing besides my feathers I’ve ever touched, and her wet heat makes my cocks pulse alarmingly.

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