Page 79 of Needed in the Night
Without hesitation, her fingernails digging into my thighs, she took my cock head into her lovely ass, pushing it in a little farther each time, moaning and shaking. My precum splattered her ass and lower back. A beautiful sight, but not half as beautiful as the sight of my cock disappearing into her.
An inch at a time, she took me, and despite my roaring desire I held still and let her set the pace. I would not hurt my mate—not for anything.
Once she nearly reached the base of my upper cock, she withdrew almost to the point of freeing herself, reached for my lower cock, and positioned it at the entrance to her pussy.
The moment she slid it inside her slick heat, I nearly roared.
“Yes,” she said, arching her back. “My beautiful beast.”
I wrapped my arms around her, picked her up, and pulled her to me, burying my cocks into her past the halfway point. She screamed and screamed, her sounds pure pleasure and delight.
She rode me like that, bouncing on my cocks slowly at first and then faster, her cries rising in volume as she took more and more. I guided her with my hands on her hips, watching and feeling her stretch to take my slick cocks.
I had wanted so much to make love to my mate as Fortusia turned outside the window, but I found myself unable to see or care about anything but Isla: the way the dim light shimmered on her sweat, her reflection in the glass, her breasts bouncing as she rode me, the way she called my name.
My orgasm built to a nearly frightening crescendo. But I would not come until my knot locked us together, and I did not want to knot until my mate clenched around my cocks one last time.
I reached around and circled her swollen clit. Her gasps rose in pitch in a way I had come to know so well already. And moments later my mate’s head fell back as she wailed, tightening around both of my cocks in a way I should be so lucky to feel in my dreams.
My knot swelled inside my mate as if my body had learned it must wait until she came to lock us together. Isla cried out and her hands tightened on my thighs.
“Fill me,” she begged, turning to look into my eyes. “Please. I want to feel you fill me.”
With growls and rumbles, with arms around my mate and claws extended, with full hearts and wild soul, I came in great spurts that wracked my body and hers. My beautiful mate took all I had to give.
When I laid us down on our sides on the lounge, still locked together by my knot, she trembled violently. I held her tightly in my arms and licked the perspiration on the back of her neck, sosweet and salty and tasting of me, ofus. I had never done so before—never felt a desire to until now. My beastly needs were basic. I wanted to devour all of her. Everything about her sustained me.
“M-Mikas,” she said, her arms wrapped around mine as if she was holding on for dear life. “I’ve never c-come so hard in my life.”
“Neither have I.” My voice was gravelly. “I have never let myself be so free. You asked me to give you all of myself, and that is what I did.”
“You bit me.” She ran her trembling hands over my forearms. “I loved it.I loved it. It felt so good.”
Her scent and reaction had already told me so, but I was glad to hear confirmation that she had enjoyed that moment as much as I. To savor the memory, I licked my fangs to catch any remaining traces of that sweet liquid.
“My fangs produced something new just now,” I said, my lips against her hair. “I was drawn to bite you and share it.”
“I felt it,” she said, to my surprise. “It was so warm and loving. Pure comfort. And it made me come from everywhere, like my entire body had an orgasm. Did you know you could do that to me?”
“No, I did not.” I pressed a kiss into her hair. “Sometimes genetic engineering leads to unexpected abilities. The substance and orgasmic bite must be something I can do only for my mate, like my coo.”
“You didn’t need to coo for me this time.” She wiggled against me and I quaked at the sensation of my cocks moving inside her. “But I miss it, so please coo for me now.”
Happily, I cooed. She seemed to melt in my arms, her scent so thoroughly contented that my racing hearts slowed simply from smelling her tranquility.
“Did making love to me with the planet outside the window live up to expectations?” she asked.
Careful not to break her skin, I trailed the edge of one of my fangs very lightly along the nape of her neck and enjoyed her shiver. “Is there a planet outside?” I asked.
She laughed softly. “Yeah, I didn’t notice it either.” Her hand found mine and squeezed. “I see it now, though. It’s beautiful.”
We lay like that for a long time, savoring the sensations of our joined bodies and watching Fortusia turn.
Finally, I raised myself up onto my elbow and pressed my lips to her ear. “Show me my bite,” I said.
She moved her leg and revealed two pink, almost invisible puncture marks on her luscious inner thigh.
The sight of the marks next to where my cock was still buried inside her, held there by my knot, made my balls tighten.
