Page 38 of Song For His Siren
Finally, her eyes flew up to his. "That is not going to fit," she said adamantly.
"It will fit."
"I'm not a physicist or anything, but unless my vagina grew magically, there is no way," she said, still eyeing his massive cock.
"You're good for my ego," he said as he swept her off her feet, carrying her to bed.
"But seriously, Dru, it was a tight fit when you were in your human form. How is this going to work?"
"Do you trust me?" he asked with a cocked eyebrow.
"Heaven help me, I do," she said as she shook her head and huffed a small laugh.
He laid her in bed and crawled right in next to her, wrapping them in the covers.
"This is a very soft bed," she said, sitting up, looking surprised.
"Did you think I would take you to an inn with an uncomfortable bed?"
"No. I just didn't know what to expect."
Her eyes caught on his cock tenting the sheets. She looked at him, and he gave a small nod. She pulled back the covers, and he clasped his hands behind his head and stretched out for his mate’s perusal.
She traced her finger trip the tip of his cock, all the way to the base, as pre-cum began to bead at the tip.
"What is this?" she asked as she traced her fingers along the bulge at the base of his cock.
"My knot."
"What's it for? Pleasure?" she asked as she ran her fingers all around it.
A groan rumbled in his chest as she touched him. "Yes, it is for pleasure, but also to make sure my seed stays deep in your cunt. When we are mated, it will lock inside of you after we fuck."
The air was suddenly thick with her arousal. "You like the thought of that, little mate? You want to take my knot?"
"I can't!" she said, panic mixing her with the arousal in the air.
"Yes, you can. It will fit. I’ll make sure you are slick and stretched and begging for it."
It would seem all that was left now was arousal, and she brought both of her hands to wrap around his cock and squeeze as she stroked it up and down. He groaned as a bead of pre-cum rolled down his cock. Callie lowered her head and traced her tongue along the ridge of his cock, catching the drip on her tongue.
"Enough. Now, I get you ready," he said as rolled her onto her back and settled between her legs. "I’m going to taste you and stretch you until you beg for my cock. And you will beg for it," he said before spreading her legs and running his nose along her slit, inhaling deeply.
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CALLI
The whole day had been more than she could have ever imagined. One thing was more unbelievable than the next, but when she saw his cock, she couldn't help but feel like this was some giant cosmic joke, because there was no way it would fit. He seemed to think it would, and as his tongue licked up her slit, she was more than willing to let him try.
"You taste so good," he rumbled against her, giving her another slow lick before dancing his tongue over her clit in a few quick flicks. She gasped, and her back drew off the bed. It was as if her body had been primed for him all day. Another long slow lick followed by quick flicks, but then one of his thick fingers toyed with her opening. She wanted him to lick her in earnest and sink that thick finger into her, but he just slowly circled and tasted her, taking his time.
She cried out and held his head against her. He continued to lick her as he slid in a finger. A release was already building inside of her. How was that possible? It was like just being near him had her primed for an orgasm. All he had to do was touch her, and she felt it building deep inside. Maybe it was part of thebond he kept describing; whatever it was, she would never have enough of him.
He pulled out his finger, and she watched as he took his hand down to his cock and gathered some of the precum oozing out of the tip.
"What are you doing?" she asked in a pant.
He pulled his mouth away to look at her. With his hands and his mouth both gone, she wanted to cry. She needed him on her again.
