Page 6 of Fated
I rewarded the show by creating half a dozen flowers just for him.
I was going to jerk off so hard after this was over. How dare he have a tongue like that?
I waved his words away with a hand and said, “Oh, I noticed.”
Would asking him if I could touch the curved ram horns sitting proudly on each side of his head be too much? I was also considering asking him to spin in a circle so I could see his tail in order to be properly cowed by his might.
Then he did me the extreme honor of letting me see it without needing me to ask when he crouched down once more to give a barking Mitzy a gentle pat on the head with one large finger. The greedy little bitch was trying to hog up all of my man’s attention for herself. Would I get head pats too if I barked at Areth?
To keep myself from following through on that thought, I examined Areth’s tail as it lay draped across the ground beside him. It was long, thick, and shaped like a spade at the end; like if you were to mix a dragon and a classic devil tail together. It looked heavy and was easily a weapon all on its own.
I instantly began to cough so hard I saw stars, and I littered the ground around us with a small mountain of purple and greenflowers—far more than should be able to fit inside one small human.
I was nothing more than a sad, shivering mess once the fit let me go.
“I do not think you should make any more of those for me, little one. It does not appear to be good for you.” Areth was kneeling over my prone form and patting my back gently as I recovered from my latest love attack. He only used three fingers to do it, probably because he would have pounded me into the ground if he used his whole hand.
Mitzy was busy licking my face and barking her anxious bark.
“Oh, it’s not so bad,” I tried to say, but the effect was ruined when one last flower decided to make an appearance. It landed right onto Areth’s hoof.
Areth’s face went dark as he picked up the bloodstained flower. “Are you doing this on purpose?”
I laughed weakly. “As much as you deserve a flower parade for bursting into my dimension, I’m afraid that I am not a willing participant in this activity.”
Fuck, my throat hurt.
“You are sick?”
“Unfortunately.”
“Can your healers fix this?”
I gave another small, raspy laugh and shook my head.
“Where is your home, little one? I will take you there.”
“I can walk there. It’s-aaand now I’m in the air. Okay, I guess we’re doing this now.”
Ohmygodohmygod.
Areth had scooped me up like a child into a princess carry, and my face was smooshed against the boob I had been poking earlier.
You can take me now, Heaven. I am ready.
“Mitzy, show me the way to your home,” Areth commanded.
And damned if she didn’t do exactly what he said.
Areth carried me down the small path to my house, using his wings to knock branches and small trees out of his way. I swear the dizziness I was experiencing was only half from the coughing. The other half was from the fact that one of my favorite body parts was selfishly hoarding most of the blood in my body.
When we reached my backyard, Areth didn’t jump over the gate. He stepped over it.
Areth was fucking enormous, by the way. Have I forgotten to mention that part yet? His sheer size was beginning to make me think there was a small possibility he could be the real thing and not a fever dream. In my fantasies, he was massive, but not too big to take. Jesus. If I tried to ride him at this size, it would be the end of me.
It said a lot about who I was that it wasn’t a dealbreaker for me.
Besides, could it really be considered love if an oversized dick could come between two people?
