Page 66 of How to Flirt with a Hellhound
“Couple hours. They’re going to have him shower and eat before coming back.” Dex looked at me then, and I saw a spark in his eyes. “Atlas is gone, too. It’s just us.”
If he had asked me a half hour ago, I would’ve said there wasn’t a sexy thought in my head. But now, knowing that it wasreallyover, that the stalker was gone, that the guy he’d kidnapped was safe—I felt this profound sense of relief, and more than anything, I wanted to be close to Dex.
He growled low in his throat—and I felt myself getting hard at the sound.
“My Toby,” he grumbled, and I nodded my head yes.
He picked me up off the couch, and fuck, he wasfast. He ran up the stairs and into my bedroom, slamming the door shut with a flick of his hips. He slowed down then, kissing me as I wrapped my legs around his waist. Our lips pressed together, and all the stress of the last day melted away with each flick of tongue, each nibble of lips.
We started slowly, tenderly, but before long we were both frantic, gasping for breath as our lips slanted against each other. I rubbed up against Dex as much as I could while being held up by him, but I needed skin to skin.
“Need you, Dex,” I cried out. “Need to feel your skin. Need to feel you inside me.”
Dex turned and laid me gently on the bed, then he hurriedly stripped out of his clothes. I fumbled with my own clothes, somehow getting my shirt stuck over my head. Dex chuckled andpulled off my pants, and I attempted my own growly sound at him.
I’m not sure it worked, since he just chuckled again, but he helped disentangle me, and then he stretched out on top of me, his face pressed close to mine.
“You’re so fucking cute, Toby. And you’re mine, and I love you, and I will kill anyone who tries to hurt you,” he murmured.
“You say the sweetest stuff, Dex,” I murmured, smiling and running my hands through his hair. “I love you, too. And you’re mine, just as much as I’m yours.”
“Yes,” he growled as he kissed me again, running his hands along my back and then to my chest, tweaking my nipples and caressing my skin.
And that’s when I felt… something bumping against my hole. Only…
“Dex?” I asked, pulling my mouth away from his. “Do you have extra hands or something, because they’re up here, so what’s down there?”
He grinned down at me, and… whatever it was gently flicked against my hole. Fuck. It felt like a finger, only thicker, and it seemed lubed up already. It gently caressed me, and it felt so good, but his hands were still both here, and his dick was hard against my thigh, so it wasn’t that.
I was turned on and confused by equal measures. If there was a ghost or something prodding at my hole, I thought that might be enough to pull me from the sexy moment.
Maybe. I mean, it was Dex, so maybe not.
“Hellhounds have tails,” Dex murmured, and he took that moment to let the tip of his tail slip inside me.
“Oh god,” I murmured, because it felt so fucking good.
“Is that ok?” he whispered.
I looked up to see hesitation in his face, but at the same time his tail thrust deeper, found my prostate, and pressed. My eyes slid shut in bliss.
“Oh god, yes, yes, definitely ok. Better than ok. So good. Dex!” I cried out as I felt sparks of pleasure flow through my whole body as his tail undulated inside me, rubbing against my channel, nudging into my prostate.
I opened my eyes to see him grinning down at me. “I also have a knot,” he murmured. “Usually I can control it and not knot someone…”
“Oh my god, last time—you knotted me?” I asked, remembering how he had felt bigger, how we had been so blissed out in pleasure for so long.
“I can try to hold it back…” he started, but I interrupted him.
“You better fucking knot me, Dex. I want it all,” I insisted, then I cried out again as his tail did whatever the fuck it was doing inside me, making me feel like a bundle of sexual nerves.
His lips were on mine again, and I was grabbing onto him, scratching him, but it only seemed to turn him on more as his tail pushed deeper and his hands touched every inch of me. He ground into me, his cock hard against my thigh and his stomach muscles rippling with each thrust, applying pressure against my own dick.
I was going to come, my god, I was going to come from his tail inside me and his scent around me and his hands on me.
“Dex!” I cried out, and my dick spasmed as I came onto his stomach.
“Yes, baby. So beautiful. So pretty in your pleasure,” Dex murmured, continuing to rub against me, drawing out the pleasure.
