Page 39 of Code Mages & Empty Pages
His hands wandered lower until he touched bare skin on my legs, then reached under my dress. I wore a lot of dresses these days for easy access. Being around Luc made me basically insatiable.
“Yes,” I said in a hoarse whisper.
“Be right back, Ruff,” he told our fairy cat and then pulled me from the room and up the stairs.
Sex in front of our pet felt a little odd.
In his bedroom Luc removed his glasses before quickly stripping his shirt, shorts, and boxers.
Yet, he took his time undressing me. His tiny, reverent noises made me even wetter. Luc cupped my breasts and suckled my nipples until I moaned and clenched, already desperate for his knot.
“You are gorgeous, Roe. I love your body.” He guided me to lay back on the bed and buried his face in my core.
“Oh, fuck!” I cursed. His rough tongue on my clit electrified me. “You’re making me come,” I groaned. How did he know my body so well that he could get me to climax within minutes?
He grumbled happily and kneaded my tits, getting me there even faster.
“Luc, I mean it! I, oh, shit, I can’t—“ The rest of my sentence got lost halfway up my throat when I came under his tongue. Heat raced through my veins and my legs tightened around his head, keeping his mouth where I needed him.
Once my grip on his head loosened, he moved up and covered me with his body.
“Fuck, Roe, that was hot,” he rasped. His hard cock left a trail of wetness on my thigh before he lined himself up with me and sank slowly inside.
“Holy shit, Comte. You’re so big today.”
“Ugh,” Luc huffed and grinned cheekily at me. “Don’t make me crack a Little Red Riding Hood joke when I’m inside you.”
We both giggled. Then he carefully bucked his hips and our laughter turned into gasping groans.
“Want to take my knot?” he asked me, sounding half manic. “Please Roe, let me knot you. I’m begging you, sweet Roe. Please take all of me.”
“Yes!” I snapped, eager to be stretched and to come around him again. “Of course. Do it,” I added in a gentler voice and cradled his cheek. He drew out half an inch and pressed forward. His knot sank into me without any resistance.
I clamped my thighs around his hips, holding onto him for support. My muscles tried to squeeze around him but couldn’t. He was almost overwhelmingly large.
“Roe,” he growled into my neck. “I love…this.”
“Me, too,” I moaned, thinking for a moment that this wasn’t what he wanted to say. Luc raised his head to look at me, then kissed me.
It took both of us only moments and barely any movement to come. My taste on his lips, and our hot, mingling breaths tipped us over.
He swelled inside me and filled me with his warmth. It was a gentler, deeper climax this time, like a secret we shared with each other. A secret that was big and scary that neither of us was prepared to express aloud.
Luc rolled over to the side, careful not to jostle me with his knot stuck inside me.
Best feeling ever.
“I’ll make us some dinner when…” I gestured at our locked bodies.
“Don’t worry about dinner, Roe. I can have a sandwich.” Luc grumbled happily and tightened his furry arms around me. “Right now, all I want is you.”
“Me, too,” I muttered, hoping that I wouldn’t give away how much those words meant to me. I wanted to be all he needed, for good.
Later, after we’d finally managed to disentangle and clean up, I slipped downstairs and threw together something simple for dinner. I made one of my comfort foods: pasta with cheese and peas and a little butter, nothing fancy. Luc said he’d be waiting in the living room so that we could watch something together while we ate.
When I walked in with the bowls, I stopped short. Luc was fast asleep on the couch, Ruffles curled up on his chest. He had his head buried in Luc’s neck fur and purred loud enough I could hear. Luc’s glasses sat crookedly on his nose, making him look both adorable and completely at peace.
My heart gave a sharp little ache.
