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“Marcus, we’re... We’re middle-aged. Don’t we need to worry about rest or something?”
“We’re in our forties and fifties, not our eighties.” He scooped her up, wet, dripping mess and all. “I have decades left to enjoy being a rutting young lover—at least in private.”
Decades together? Decades.
Her heart sped up, and she laid her head on his shoulder. “What do you have in mind?”
“I think Leonid cum makes excellent lubricant, particularly for human Queens. You’ll see.”
Chapter Seven
My tail is in Abi’s pretty little pussy—and she’s putting on one hell of a show.
Marcus sat on the ledge of his tub, and Abigail stood between his thighs, her hands on his shoulders. His long, flexible tail was between his legs, angled up. At first, it had been flicking over the swollen pink folds, so succulent and sweet looking that it was all he could do not to lift her to his face and suck on her pussy until she came.
But then his tail had done its job, and slithered up inside of her, long and growing thicker from tip towards base, stretching her more and more the deeper he pushed.
“Yes, yes, yes...” Abi was riding it, bouncing on him as he pressed inside of her, his paws on her waist.
“Take me nice and deep inside, little Queen,” he encouraged.
Her voice was foggy and pleasure-laced, and her eyes were dreamy as she intoned, “So deep.”
He leaned forward and ran his paw between her legs as well. “In a few more days, you’ll be taking my cock.”
“Her eyes opened, and they were surprisingly sharp. “I don’t want to wait until the next cycle.”
“I know, love, but—”
“Is it a waste of the serum to start now?” She gripped his fur as her hips swiveled and her walls clenched, drawing him in deeper. “It starts the heat, right? It doesn’t mean I ovulate that day?”
“That’s right. It would be in a few days to a few weeks, but heats last about a month. We would need daily scans and blood tests to—”
“I want you inside of me.” Abigail leaned forward and climbed up into his lap. His tail bent with her still buried inside. “We’ll make it fit by the time you need to fill me.”
“So determined.” He nuzzled his clean, wet muzzle against her breast as she kneeled, still bouncing.
“Says the man who made a serum that could reverse population decline by working for how many years without quitting?”
He chuckled. “It was a long time. I was patient. I can be patient.” He groaned as one of her hands closed over the head of his semi-erect cock.
“I’ve been patient, Marcus. All of my life on Sapien-Three, I was quiet, hard-working, and patient. Meticulous. I was never passionate about anything—until I met you. Shouldn’t passion and perseverance be equally rewarded?”
“You’re going to make me fall in love with you, Abigail. It’s the sign of an intelligent, incredible Queen when you can be bouncing on my tail while using phrases like ‘Shouldn’t passion and perseverance be equally rewarded?’ By the way, the answer is yes.”
“Good.” She kissed him, fingers making dark streaks in his wet fur.
Neither of them brought up what he’d said about falling in love.
But Marcus thought about it.Does that mean... Does that mean she doesn’t want this to be love? She just wants us to be what we are —friendly and physical, comfortable?
I can live with that. It’s greedy to want more.
“Marcus!” Abigailed wailed his name when she came, and he knew that, selfish or not—he wanted more. He wanted everything.
Body, heart, and soul.Her life, forever wrapped up in mine.
ABIGAIL WOKE UP INher own bed, disoriented, aching, and smiling.
