Something cut through the haze, bringing me back with a jolt. Teeth. On my throat. He gripped me in his mouth, pressing down hard enough to make my heart thunder even faster. I froze, my mind hopping around frantically. Rip out my throat. Shred my skin. Too sharp. Those teeth didn’t feel the same as when I’d kissed him. Not that I’d been running my tongue around to measure his incisors.
A rattling, snarling sound vibrated against my neck. Low. Vicious. The sound a lion might make, guarding its kill. Right before it ripped off the choicest bits for itself.
Warmth flooded me. For a moment, I could only think that I was bleeding. That he’d torn my carotid open. But the warmth wasinside, not on my skin. He shook against me, still making that feral sound that raised the hairs up and down my arms. And it dawned on me. Finally.
That flood was cum. So hot, in such a large quantity, that I could actually feel it dripping from my vagina down my ass crack.
Holy shit. Maybe he was right. Maybe my birth control shot didn’t have a chance in hell against that much semen.
How did I feel about that?
Shellshocked to say the least. But right now, basking in the bliss of climaxing so hard and long, I couldn’t bring myself to worry.
I’d dreamed of having hot, wild sex with a stranger. Of having a gorgeous man pick me up and toss me down on his bed. Things like that didn’t happen to me.
Until now.
The grip of his jaws loosened on my throat. I could feel the sting where his teeth had pricked my skin, though the small pain eased as he licked and kissed the marks he’d left.
Still panting, he asked, “You okay?”
Shyness cringed through me, making it hard to meet his eyes. At least they weren’t glowing like red lamps. Maybe it’d been my imagination? “Yeah.”
I waited for him to get up. Roll over. Maybe be a gentleman and hand me a tissue. Actually, as messy as I felt right now, I’d need the whole box. Better yet, the shower. But he stayed on top of me, his beefy forearms bracketed on either side of my head. His mouth close enough I could feel the hot pant of his breath.
The intense scrutiny of his eyes from inches away made my cheeks burn. “I swear your eyes were red earlier.”
His chest rumbled against me. “Yeah. I warned you I might shift. I’m glad I didn’t.”
“Shift?” My voice broke and slipped up an octave. “Into the… lizard-thing. Right? How is that possible?”
“Not human, remember?” He brushed his mouth over mine lazily, his fingers tangling in my hair. “Ask me anything.”
“Um, I don’t know where to start.” I laughed a little, giving him a push in the chest. “Let me go clean up and I’ll come up with a list.”
He didn’t budge. Still draped over me, he kissed my eyelid and then my temple. “I can’t move yet. We’re locked together.”
My brain short circuited all over again. “Like… stuck? You’restuckinside me?”
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Isquirmed, trying to wriggle out from beneath his crushing weight. Holy fuck. My lungs seized and I froze. He was still inside me. As hard and big as ever. Tremors cascaded through me.
How? He’d come twice in less than an hour. He couldn’t still have an erection. Could he?
A fresh shock of adrenaline-laced pleasure richoted through my body.
“Be still.” He hissed against my ear. “Or I’ll go for round two before you’ve had a chance to adjust to me.”
Trembling, I balled my hands up into fists against his chest, still pushing at him. Irrational, I knew. I had no hope of budging him. He was too big. Too strong. But panic pulsed through me.
Stuck. We’re stuck together. What if his dick is permanently welded inside me?
He gathered me up against him, one hand pressing my face against his chest, the other holding my shoulders as he rolled over onto his back. His chest heaved beneath me, catching on another groan. But at least I could move and breathe without giant muscles suffocating me.
I shifted, trying to get my knees under me so I could heave myself up, but pressure strained inside me. It felt like his dick had swelled up even bigger, tugging uncomfortably. Like if I moved too quickly… all my organs would be dragged out along with his dick.