Page 23 of The Stone and the Star

“I love you too.” My lips automatically turn up at the corners, my chest aching with a fullness I only feel in his claws. “But—”

“There is nobutafter you profess your love, my star. You were made for me. I need you to know that.”

I take a step back, needing the chilled wind whipping between us to cool me down.

“Yes. However—”

“Am I going to have to prove myself to you?” He smirks, showing off the points of his saliva-slicked fangs.

“You have nothing to prove to me.”

“I don’t know about that.” He closes the inches between us and drops his head to my neck. “I think my little human might need a reminder.”

I hold my breath in anticipation until, finally, he flicks the pointed tip of his tongue over my sensitive skin, and I inhale sharply. Immediately, he covers the damp spot he created with his mouth and fangs, and I whimper as he sucks and nips his way up the column of my neck, moving over my jaw until he takes my mouth.

“You keep distracting me,” I murmur, returning the kiss with fervor as I cling to him.

“No, little star. I am focusing you on what matters,” he growls into my skin. “Us.”

His claw drags down my back, the cheap satin fabric of the yellow dress splitting open at the seams. I shiver and lean into my monster further for warmth.

His lips fuse to mine as he pulls my arms free of my dress so the bodice puddles at my waist. With one arm around his shoulders, I reach back with my free hand and frantically try to untie the hoop skirt.

“I’ve got it.”

Another sharp slice of his claw and, with a little shimmy, the hoop and dress drop to the tiled floor. I’m left in nothing but my corset and panties.

“Keep… keep the corset on, please,” I beg as he reaches for the laces at my back.

His heavy bare brow creases in confusion, but his hand stops midair.

“I like the way it holds me, like I’m tied up,” I explain, suddenly nervous.

“Ahhh,” Colossus groans, realization sparks in his stone eyes. “My little human wants to be trussed up and on display. It’s been so very long since the neighbors heard you scream, hasn’t it?”

A violent crimson blush floods my cheeks and travels from my face down to paint my cleavage red.

“Is that why you’re feeling so concerned? I haven’t fucked you properly.”

He lightly drags the tips of his claws up my thighs. Another couple slashes, and my panties drop to my feet.

“You…oh god…” I gasp. “You know that isn’t true.”

In only my corset, my chest and waist are held tight as the rest of my body overflows with fleshy curves. Compared to the bound parts of me, my thighs and ass shimmy and jiggle so deliciously.

Before I have time to fully react to my exposure, Colossus’ tail wraps around my wrists, bending me back ever so slightly and forcing my breasts high. My nipples finally slip free of the bodice. They are painfully taut, and as they rub against the binding of the corset, the tiniest of movements shocks me, with hits of pleasure cascading directly to my cunt.

Colossus slips his claw between my thighs and palms my bare pussy. He squeezes me, holding me so firmly, I can’t move. My tender folds pulse against him, beating to the same desperate rhythm of my racing heartbeat.

“So wet, my star, so damn wet. You’d think I didn’t enjoy your tight little cunt every night.”

His tail pulls on my wrists, arching my back even more forcefully so my hips are pressed against the heavy bulge in his loincloth.

“Maybe I do need that reminder,” I tease back, my voice low and husky.

“Needy little human,” he growls out, working the heel of his palm against me and using his tail to force me to rock into him.

“Fuck,” I murmur, eyes fluttering close as the silent night air is filled with the sound of my heavy breathing and the wet slap of his claw on my pussy.

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