Page 129 of Cosmic Castaway

“Do you have toys?”

Mindy paused in his rocking. “What?”

“Sex toys.”

“I understand. Yes, but not here or right now. This feels amazing, Mate. So impossibly good.”

I wrapped my lips around the tip of his cock and sucked, tonguing his slit for more liquid. Mindy keened loudly, rutting into me gently as he rode my fingers. He shook and trembled beneath me as my name and animalistic cries ripped out of his throat.

“Close,” he snarled, his movements becoming jerky.

I pulled off him.

“No, Flower. I need it. Please.Please.”

I kissed his glistening tip. “Let me ride you.”

“Please. Please. I need you. I need to be inside you.”

“You beg so nicely.”

He moaned, more pre-cum escaping him.

“Help me?”

“Of course.”

I climbed on top of him and gave Mindy the lube. With shaking hands, he put on the glove before coating his fingers with lube. He circled my hole, and tingles went up my spine, making me grunt. I bore down when his finger prodded my pucker; we were both too impatient to draw this out anymore. My cock was hard and leaking, and he was dripping all over his abs.

Gently, I rode his finger that quickly became two, then three. I panted at the stretch, grinding on him until I was swearing with every movement and sweat dripped down my spine. I couldn’t wait any longer. I lubed his dick, then angled it toward my ass. I impaled myself in one hard motion, and a loud noise ripped out of my throat.

Serlotminden hissed. “Be careful.”

I grunted. He was a worrywart. I was fine. God, I was more than fine. I was so full. It was amazing. He stared at me, eyebrows pinched. He was focusing far too hard on me. I placed his hands on my hips and began to rock, picking up the pace as I rode him.

When the first cry slipped from his lips, I grinned. Now he was focused on the right thing. I moved faster and harder, shoving down onto him. Serlotminden planted his feet wide and bucked up into me. The sound of my skin slapping against his scales mixed with his loud cries.

“Mate. Mate,” he screamed on a loop. His tail curled about my leg and his wings were spread over the bed beneath me. With his messy hair and wide eyes, he looked completely undone, and I fucking loved it.

“What?” I asked. “What, Honey?”

He didn’t reply, mouth open as animalistic cries escaped. With my hands splayed on his chest, I sped up even more. My own cock jerked and slapped my stomach, but I ignored it. I wanted Serlotminden to beg. I wanted to watch him come apart beneath me.

His eyes screwed shut as he called out for me even louder.

“That’s it, Honey. Scream for me. Show me how much you love me.”

Serlotminden complied. He thrust up into me with each of my downward movements, making our fucking even harder and more desperate as he shrieked like he was being killed.

“Husband, please.”

I smirked. “Beg more.”

“Please. Please. Ah, stars, please, Flower. You’re so tight. You are perfect. So perfect.Hell it all. I need to come. Please.Please. Let me.”

I kissed him to swallow his pleas, hips moving. His tongue slid over mine. I slammed back, and he moaned. I ate it up, not letting his mouth go.

I stilled.

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