His thumb pressing down on my clit rocketed me into another orgasm, this one more earth-shattering than the first.
As I lay in a panting heap on the bed, he peeled off his suit jacket. My eyes focused in time to watch his shirt come off and confirm that, yes, his scaled skin moved from deep red to that golden color across his chest and down, disappearing into his pants.
How odd that I’d seen his dicks multiple times, but this was the first time I’d seen his chest.
“Are you ready for me,Arum?”
“Yes. God. Please.” I weakly canted my hips, feeling so empty where his finger had filledme a moment ago.
Then his pants were gone and his erections jutted in front of me, huge and ridged and gold and scaled, and I remembered that somehow I was going to have to fitbothof those inside me.
I grabbed for him.
He dodged out of the way and spread my thighs with his massive hands. A quick adjustment pulled my ass a little farther off the edge of the bed and brought me to the perfect height to take him.
The tapered tip of one cock notched at my entrance, the other brushing my labia. I squirmed, trying to getmore.
He steadied me with a hand on my hip. “Careful, Elle. You’re so tiny.” His claws pricked my skin. When had he pulled them back out? Did he know those tiny pinpricks drove me crazy?
I nodded, then shook my head. “Please.” If I didn’t have him inside me soon, I might die. It ached so badly.
His wings flared behind him, looming over me, andfuckthat was hot. “I promised to take this slow,” he said thickly.
He pressed down on one cock, grinding it against my clit as he pushed inside an inch with the other, creating a slow, delicious stretch that radiated throughout my whole body, muscles and nerves giving way. I rolled my hips, seeking more.
He cursed. More rubbing on my clit, another slow press inside until the slight flare around his cockhead lodged in place. The stretch was immense, almost too much. It burned so good.
I grabbed his hips, urging him on. Each millimeter pushed me closer to another earth-shattering orgasm, and I wanted to know what it felt like to break apart while he filled me.
He slipped in farther, then a little farther. That first ridge popped inside, my pussy trying to suck in more. That texture would feel amazing when he started thrusting. I rolled my hips and, fuck, yes, the tapered head, the ridge inside me, all pushed me closer.
“Hold still,” he bit out. He pressed down on my clit with his other cock, and I came apart, stars bursting behind my eyes as I writhed and clenched and moaned on his thick shaft.
“So pretty when you come for me.” His claws dragged along my sensitive inner thighs, shooting sparks through my body and sending me into yet another orgasm as the overstimulation rewired my brain to feel him and only him.
Panting, I lay in a boneless heap as his hands wrapped around my hips, bracketing them as he returned to his slow press, forcing his way through my trembling muscles. Each ridge that popped inside set off another shudder of pleasure.
“More,” I mumbled.
He shook his head, continuing to enter me in a series of small strokes while keeping steady pressure on my clit. Finally,finally,his hips were flush to mine, one cock buried deep, the other pressed down on my clit with one scaled palm.
Oh god.I shivered as sensation wrecked me.
He ran the backs of his claws along my inner thigh, setting off another ripple of shivers and an involuntary moan.
“My sensitive little human,” he murmured.
He withdrew slowly, and I whimpered and rolled my hips. Then he was back, and I was a creature of pure sensation. Nothing but his cock inside me, his hands on my hips, my ass, my breasts.
“Demanding mate, aren’t you?”
A palm on my ass, a flick of my nipples, I leaned into every new sensation, blood on fire, mindless with desire.
He nipped his way down my neck, and I tilted my head to allow him more access. Down, down, down, more kisses trailed to my chest, to one breast, and he rolled the nipple in his teeth. I writhed for more.
“You want more?”
“So bad.”