Page 147 of Breakneck
We collected our clothes and luggage and climbed four flights of wooden stairs to the house. It was relatively small, with only three bedrooms and an open space with a kitchen island and living room area, but the glass walls opened onto a massive terrace with a pool, a Jacuzzi, a circular cabana, and an outdoor bar.
Terry fished out a tote from his bag and grabbed my neck, pushing me toward the cabana. I didn’t protest one bit. A familiar ache was already blooming inside me, my balls full and cock hard from anticipation only.
“On your knees, mate.”
I climbed onto the mattress and pushed my ass out. The night was hot, the air still, and the gauzy curtains around the cabana were barely moving. Terry dropped the tote, with lube inside, onto the mattress next to me, and the next thing I felt was his mouth on my ass.
I moaned, unashamed of the high-pitched sound. This was bliss. “I love when you do this to me.”
Humming, Terry licked inside me.
He rimmed me for ages, drawing pitiful mewls and cries from me. I clutched the bedding in my fists, rocking back against his face. My knot felt hot at the base of my dick, my balls drew up, and my length throbbed. But I took it like a good boy, knowing the pleasure would be all the sweeter if I let Terry prolong the buildup.
Then he added a single finger, grazing my gland. My horns, wings, and tail burst out of my body, and I came. My skin tingled all over, and my asshole was still twitching when Terry quickly moved behind me, grabbed my tail, and pushed his cock into me.
He’d half shifted too. I didn’t see it, but I could feel it.His lubed dick felt massive inside me, like a fucking fist, but my body took it, loosening up for my mate.
My husband.
Terry stroked my tail and moved slowly, letting his half-swollen knot pop in and out, stretching my rim wider. His balls brushed mine.
I expected him to speed up and pound me like he always did. I was bracing for the assault of sensation. But Terry tugged me to the side, hugged my tail, and leisurely circled his hips. I felt so full I could barely breathe.
“Shh, baby. Let me love you. Let’s look at the stars and make love.”
I breathed deeply and forced my eyes open. It was a new moon, and the calm ocean reflected the starry sky. Slow, deep thrusts filled me, and I inhaled and exhaled, letting my tail and wings draw back into my body.
“That’s it. We’ll do this for a long time. I want to feel you.”
Terry hugged me, spooning me, and pressed into me to the root. He remained half shifted and just rocked me on his cock. The size of him inside me felt most overwhelming like this, and I adored it. Slow, so slow.
“I love you, Terry.”
He pressed small kisses to my hair and shoulder. “Good. Because you belong to me now. Forever.”
“And you’re mine.”
“Mm-hmm. All yours.”
Fuck, he was huge. His dragon dick in my human body. I began making sounds on each lazy thrust, guttural and loud. My arms and legs felt heavy, my muscles loose. I wouldn’t be able to control my movements if I tried.
With impressive self-control, Terry edged me for whatfelt like forever. Toward the end, I didn’t know if the stars were real or just sparks in my brain. My orgasm came like a tidal wave, rising from around my asshole and thundering through my lower body until my untouched dick sprayed cum all the way onto the patio floor.
I was shaking in Terry’s arms. He fucked me harder, forcing my hole to clench with aftershocks. He stilled, burying his face in my hair.
His dick pulsated inside me, and I smiled, knowing he was dousing my insides with his cum.
He stayed inside me until he softened, and we kissed, rolling on the messy sheets. We might have to buy Paris a new mattress and bedding for the cabana.
Fucked out and mellow, I lay on my side and watched my husband make our drinks at the fully stocked outdoor bar. He brought me my glass and sat beside me, gazing at the dark ocean spreading infinitely before us. I could live like this forever.
“We only have ten days,” I said quietly, feeling a little childish.
“Only?”
“I’m afraid the time will go too fast.”
Terry kissed my shoulder. “It’s a honeymoon, love. After this, we have our entire lives in front of us.”
My life, entwined with Terry’s, decades of love and adventures, and maybe even our own family… He was right. This was just the beginning.
“Enjoy your drink, and then let’s find something to eat,” he said. “You’ll need carbs because I want my husband to fuck me and breed me like an animal.”
I grinned at my mate. “I’ll make you cry.”
“I expect nothing less.”
Our kiss turned dirty and messy. We didn’t make it into the kitchen until much later.
The End
