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“They aren’t but thank you for saying that.”

I carry her to the bed and toss her onto her back. She giggles when I lie on top of her and cover her body with mine. First, I kiss her lips, being careful to not dig or scratch her with my tusks. Then I move down and suck on first one nipple, then the other, spending a very long time on those gorgeous breasts.

Her legs spread and my hips are between her thighs. “Please,” she begs.

I sit back up. “Up,” I order. “I want you on your hands and knees so I can take you from behind and look at my brand as I sink inside of you.”

I begin to sink inside of her wet channel, watching as my green cock slowly disappears, with another eye on the mark I have given her on her ass. It is the most erotic, monumental moment in my life. At this exact moment I am taking my bride and creating my son.

“I love you,” I gasp.

“I know,” she laughs.

And then I finally hit the bottom and I’m fully seated. “More,” she pleads.

I reach under and start thrumming her clit with my finger as I slide in and out. I start slow but soon lose control and am fucking her hard.

Krissy is soon screaming out her orgasm, her entire channel clamping down on me and her body writhes with pleasure.

And then I can feel that moment arrive, my own pleasure racing up my spine and through my body. I toss back my head and let out a thunderous roar as my seed jets out again and again, until I am empty and exhausted.

I pull back and the both of us fall back into the bed, with our arms around each other. And soon, we’re both asleep.

The next morning,I wake up with a stiff cock because my bride is still in bed with me, naked. And she’s already working on giving me that blow job she promised.

I let out a gasp of surprised delight at this wonderful way to wake up in the morning. And I place both of my hands gently onher head, as if to guide her, but then drop both when I realize she needs no guidance whatsoever.

How is she so good at this?

This is when I surmise I don’t want to know and will simply remain grateful that her knowledge benefits me.

She works hard, her cheeks sucking in and out, her other hand underneath her lips, stroking me. And then she pauses to concentrate on the head of my cock, right where I’m leaking. She looks over and makes eye contact with me as she uses her tongue to scoop up my seed and swallow.

I let out a moan of desire. “I’m almost there.”

And then she gets back to it, giving me mean strokes this time, sucking hard. “I’m about to come.” And then I seize up and start jetting. My bride takes her time, swallowing all I have to offer.

I have to lay for a minute, gasping for breath and recovering. Then I sit up, grab my naked bride by the waist and toss her back onto the bed, with her legs splayed. “Your turn.”

“Oh yes.”

I place my head between her thighs and start licking, just the way I know she likes.

She holds onto my horns tight.

I grin with delight, because I can’t believe my luck—for the rest of my life, this female will allow her cries of passion to ring in my ears alone.

Epilogue

Krissy

Five years later…

I look out the window of my home office, still loving the view of the snow on our expansive front yard.

A huge smile spreads across my face as I work on our financials, because I have to admit, life is good.

All three of our slightly senior cats are sleeping in perfect contentment on the huge cat tree in the corner, near the desk and window.

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