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“You talk too much!” I snapped and grabbed both sides of his face as I pulled him toward my lips.

Chapter Eighteen

Valpar

I wanted to takethings slow after speaking to Osirus, but that all changed faster than an anole, a feline-like creature back in the Wood that could change direction quickly mid-run.

My miresa had both hands on either side of my face and brought her lips to mine.

She delicately separated them, firmly placing them on various parts of my mouth. The edges, the center, and even against my sturdy tusks.

“Kiss back?” she breathed

This is kissing?

As she continued, my mind was in a whirlwind. This kind of affection was new to me, something I had never seen before between my orgamos and ogamie. In my culture, tusks would have gotten in the way and madekissingimpossible. The closest thing we could do was rub noses or foreheads, and caress each other’s faces with our hands.

But here I was, experiencing somethingdifferent.

I did not dislike it.

Her lips were soft, like flower petals against my rough ones, my miresa was exploring every corner of my mouth. My body was responding in ways I never thought possible from just touching one’s lips.

I couldn’t tear my eyes away as she ran her tongue along the seam, the sound of her soft and lick filling the air. The faint scent of sweetness wafted towards me, and I felt a mix of anticipation and curiosity building within me.

Moon Fairy above, help me! I thought to myself, as I struggled to process all these new sensations.

As her lips moved from mine to my tusks, I let out a low growl of pleasure. She seemed to understand and pressed her body harder against me. Our mouths danced together, their movements becoming more frantic as the kiss deepened.

I lost myself in the moment, letting go of all my reservations and just enjoyed the feeling of her lips on mine.

But then, suddenly, she pulled away, leaving me breathless and wanting more.

My drum raced with excitement as I looked at her beautiful face and realized that from now on, things would never be the same for me again.

I wanted her. I wanted more of this.

I pressed my lips harder to hers, my body surrounding her and pulling her close. I felt the snap of the leather around myleg holding my shaft tightly to my body and groaned, feeling its relief.

Calliope licked my lips again. This time, I parted them, and she slipped her tongue inside.

Bassza, what was this?

She licked the inside of my mouth, my tongue meeting hers as fire lit across my body. I ground my shaft into the furs and felt the wetness gathering beneath them.

My miresa moaned into thekiss, and her fingers tangled into my hair. I continued to push my shaft into the furs, gaining any sort of friction.

I was going to leak all of my seed on the bed, and I did not care! Her mouth tasted and felt so good. It made me wonder if this was what it would feel like when I stick my cock inside her body, how wet and warm it would be.

My miresa sucked on my tongue and I whimpered, feeling my heavy sack fill with more seed.

“Mmm, my little fairy,” I whispered into her lips. “You are being naughty.”

She giggled, and my hand wandered, roaming up her side stopping near her tits. I wanted to taste them too and put the small mounds into my mouth, but I was having too much fun with thiskissing.

It should not be calledkissing. It should be calledmouthmatingbecause I was rutting her mouth, and my shaft was about to explode.

I grunted, my hips flexing onto the bed. I couldn’t let myself seek pleasure until she did. Could she come by just kissing?

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