Page 53 of Simon

I took one into my mouth, teasing the nipple with my teeth before suckling gently. She moaned in pleasure, her hands reaching up to grab my horns.

Her thumbs rubbed at the base, and I let out a bleat. I paused, full of embarrassment, my face heating at how I let out such a primitive sound.

Lucy panted and sat up. Her hand reached out and pulled at the back of my hair. “I don’t care, Simon. I enjoy hearing you.”

My mouth parted as she pushed me up off her body. She got on top of me with her legs spread, and her heat sat on my shaft. I swallowed heavily, feeling the wetness of her arousal.

She had lifted her dress, so she could feel me.

Her heat was all around me. It was on my shaft and in my nose.

This all felt like a dream.

“I like your sounds,” Lucy whispered against my lips. “I like them a lot,” I whimpered, my eyes closed when her forehead met mine. “Every sound, do you hear me?”

She moved her wet slit across my girth. My hands gripped her waist as I helped move her.

“I like my little faun losing all of his control.”

What was she doing? Why was she so commanding? Were all females like this?

I like it—so much!

Her wetness coated me. She slid effortlessly along my shaft.

She leaned down, her lips brushing against mine, and whispered, “You want this, don’t you?”

I nodded, my mind hazy with excitement and desire. I wanted her and needed her more than I had ever needed anything in my life.

She smiled, a wicked glint in her eyes as she adjusted herself over me. I felt the warmth of her folds wrapped around the tip of my shaft, and I groaned at the sensation of being possessed by her completely.

“Say it,” she hissed, her eyes locked on mine as she continued to ground her wetness on me. “Say it or I’ll stop.”

Excitement ran through my body as I choked out the words. “I want you. So much.”

Her smile widened as she finally moved in earnest, her hips sliding against me in a steady rhythm. Her breath was shallow and uneven, but she maintained control over the situation.

This female was not disgusted with me.

My hands gripped her waist tightly as she ground against me. My claws just barely scratching her skin with each thrust.

This felt so good. Why had we not done this earlier?

I let out a rough grunt.

“That’s it,” Lucy hissed again, her breath hot against my ear. “Let me hear you.”

I did as she asked, giving in to the primal urges. My bleats turned into growls and grunts as my seed covered my stomach.

Lucy cried out as her fingers dug into my chest. I used her arousal and my seed to move her up and down my shaft. Her breasts bounced in front of me, and I leaned up to suck one into my mouth.

“Simon!”

I snarled and bit into her breast. My fangs sank into her. Her body shuddered against me when she let out a pleasurable cry.

“Yes,” she moaned.

I didn’t let go. I let my fangs stay latched to her flesh until her head rolled back. My fangs released, and my mouth popped after licking the peak of her breast.

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