He was stirring her insides. His thrusts increased in speed, giving it to her and tears started to drip.
His breaths were so short and panted she thought he might cease breathing at any moment, tearing through his throat like he was choking.
“Can I come inside you?” His cock did that pulsing swell, making him feel even thicker for a second. “I want to so badly. To fill you with my seed. My scent in you, on you, marking you.”
She wrapped her legs tighter around him so he couldn’t escape.
“Give.” Thrust. “It.” A hard slam. “To.” Another quick thrust. “Me!”
She needed to feel that hot semen bursting inside her, knew from when she’d touched him how hard it came out of him, knew that he would spill more than she could handle.
He engorged and his tentacles clasped her almost painfully, making sure neither of them could pull away. He shoved in hard, deeper, pressing into her body with all his might, and then froze.
He shuddered and twitched, quaking around her. He curled into her before he threw his head back and let out a deafening roar to the headboard.
Reia moaned at the first spurt, then squirmed for each one that followed. Liquid fire spread. It filled every crevice, every textured ripple, every place inside her to slowly fill up her channel.
His hips rocked, just barely pushing in and out like he couldn’t stop himself from moving. His hips twitched, and she could see the fins on his back had risen all the way.
Oh fuck, I swear it’s about to— He rocked in and a rope of it squeezed out of her, hitting against her clit before more
bubbled behind it to drip through her folds and down the crease of her backside.
Orpheus wanted to fill her with it, and he had to the point it didn’t all fit. It started dripping down her stomach before he finished.
They both panted and huffed as they held each other in a tight embrace. Against her chest, she could feel his heartbeat was heavy and fast. It matched the one inside her that reached a place no human would ever, ever reach.
I can never go back, she thought, her eyes bowing as she felt him fluttering inside her so intimately. Reia had adored this. Nothing had ever felt this amazing, and after taking all of him, she knew no human would be able to satisfy her.
She wanted to feel dread, to be upset, but all she could do was bask in this blissful afterglow. She clutched him tighter, and he started rubbing the side of his snout against her head above her ear in affection.
He was cuddling her, nuzzling her, being so gentle after he’d just pounded into her like a wild beast, almost like he’d been holding this in. And yet, she knew that he must have still held back, that he hadn’t given her everything.
“Are you okay?” His voice held so much concern and sincerity in it. She nodded, stemming the want to cry in confusion, in satisfaction, to weep like an idiot at the pleasure he’d just given her. To literally weep around his cock. “You are not hurt, are you?”
He was playing with her heart strings, and she felt them ache in her chest. And when she looked up through his fur and her lashes to find his glowing eyes were pink, she felt them tug harder.
It’s not fair that he’s so sweet.
Orpheus woke with a terrible ache in his groin. The kind that was prominent and piercing down his cock, unable to be ignored. He kept his vision dark, but his mind was waking.
He panted, drawing the softness and warmth that was Reia in his embrace closer, grinding his hips against her plump backside. Just that bare stroke was enough to make him shudder.
She’d fallen sleep in his arms not long after they’d had sex and he’d clutched her to him, content with her asleep in his arms, in his bed, under his furs, naked and limp from pleasure against him. Her faint breaths had lulled him under, her light heartbeat felt through her back and radiating into his chest had been soothing.
He should be asleep still, but he was restless.
In every draw in of breath, he took in her elderberry and red roses scent, but that was just the base. There was the smell of her sweet arousal, her tangy orgasms mixed in with his lubricant and his seed. She was a tangled mix of scents that told him on every intake that he’d just fucked her.
The stench of it was driving him mad. She was marked in its evidence, in the scent of his body and come, and he wanted more.
Orpheus hissed in a breath when his hips uncontrollably moved forward, his cock seeking the nursing comfort of warmth and inner walls sheltering it.
He moved his arm from on top of her and grabbed it. I’ve extruded. In his sleep, bombarded by different sensations, his cock had extended all the way past his tentacles that weren’t holding it back.
It ached in a way no human could understand. There was a reason his tentacles held his shaft back. It didn’t like being uncovered for long periods of time and required the wet warmth of them or to be buried in his slit, or hers, and it stung to be unsheltered for this long without stimulation to make his lubricant seep out. He could only imagine how long he’d been this engorged and free.
His body was excited from earlier, from having felt Reia finally, being connected to her and having her want to share their bodies.
But she was asleep, and he was ashamed that he’d allowed himself to get to this deeply aroused state when she may feel vulnerable.
Using the palm of his hand, he pulled his hips away from her and started pushing down. He held back his whimpers as he tried to stem his shudders of revulsion at what he was doing. Uncomfortable pain radiated across his groin and his cock protested.
He was too engorged to do this, too hard, but he shoved down anyway. His tentacles twisted around, trying to aid him and waiting for him to push down enough that they could encompass it all the way to the head.
Tension was stiffening his muscles, making his fur and fins raise.
There was no sigh of relief when they wrapped around him completely. Not when the base was putting severe pressure on his insides behind his seam.
“Orpheus?” he heard her sleep-filled and groggy voice ask.
“Sorry,” he rasped, wiping his hand on the fur of his thigh to remove his lubricant from it, that was thicker than normal from drying out, so he could rub her arm soothingly. “I didn’t mean to wake you. Go back to sleep.”
I don’t want her to leave my arms. He wanted her to stay here more than anything so he could hold her.
