His fingers moved from my balls to my hole. He circled my rim in slow movements, sending sparks of electricity to my cock. My balls tightened, and I grunted. My orgasm swelled closer and closer, threatening to tip me over.
He sucked up and off me, and I growled. I was close. My cock was hard to the point it was painful. I wiggled, hoping he would come back.
Instead, Seth ordered, “On your hands and knees.”
I shifted onto all fours, and my tail whipped back and forth, wings spreading instinctively. Seth kissed both of my butt cheeks before snagging my tail. His fingers dragged over the length, making me swallow as shocks went up my spine. Seth pressed a kiss where my tail connected to my spine, and I cried out his name at the tingly sensation.
Seth lifted my tail and licked the base, making me shake and my breath quicken. My cock felt as hard as a rock. I whimpered, wordlessly begging him, but Seth kept licking and kissing my tail as pre-seed dripped from my cock, splattering onto the bed. He pushed my legs wider, and I complied, ass clenching. He continued to kiss my tail, though he began to pump my length, sending bolts of sensitivity up my spine until my breath was harsh and my hips arched toward him.
“Wrap your tail around me, Babe.”
My tail curled up his arm, out of the way. Seth kissed my cheeks, nipping on them. I jolted. “Mate. Husband. Please.”
He caressed my thighs moments before something wet swiped against my rim, and I growled, shoving back against Seth. His tongue mercilessly licked my hole as he pumped my cock with rhythmic jerks. I couldn’t stop the pants mixed with growls escaping my lips. My tail squeezed his arm, desperate to bring him even closer to me.
He swiped his tongue from my balls to my ass, then back again.
“Please,” I begged.
“What?” he asked before licking the pucker of my ass.
“Fuck me.”
Seth bit one of my ass cheeks. “Soon.”
He opened the bottle of lube. I could hear him squirt some out but couldn’t see anything from my position. One of his fingers probed my ass and I pushed so he easily sank inside. I groaned at the warmth that began to swell at the invasion. I needed more. He slid the digit in and out, and my hips jerked to meet his movements automatically while my tail strangled his arm.
“More,” I demanded.
A second, shortly followed by a third, finger entered me. I was grunting as his fingers rammed in and out of me, stretching me. Seth brushed the perfect spot deep within me, drawing a cry from my lips. His fingers kept returning to that cluster of nerves with ease.
I groaned. Pleasure radiated down my cock, making more pre-seed leak out. With every touch, I moaned and my muscles clenched with need. Seth kissed my spine and continued to fuck me with his fingers. My breath turned harsh. I bowed my head; my ass lifted toward him, changing the angle.
It wasn’t enough. “You, Husband. I want you.”
His fingers slipped out of me, and I couldn’t stop the cry that came out of my lips from the sudden emptiness, though it only lasted a moment because I felt the head of his cock notch against my ass. He slid in with little resistance. My hole stretched as he slowly entered, filling me. I grunted when his hips slammed into me. A wave of hot arousal crashed over me, making me tremble. I was so full. Perfectly full.
He held my hips in a bruising grip and stayed perfectly still, allowing me time to adjust to his girth, which I didn’t need, but he always forgot no matter how many times he fucked me. I rocked back into him.
Voice rough, he asked, “Are you alright, Babe?”
“Yes. Fuck me.”
He began to thrust into me in long, slow strokes that made me shake. Each time, Seth hit that spot, making my cock jerk aswell as sending bolts of pleasure down my length. I pressed back, meeting each movement.
“Fuck, Kal,” Seth muttered. “You’re so tight and hot.”
I panted. “Harder,” I said, unable to get more than a word out. I was close, painfully so. My hole squeezed around his cock and my muscles tightened.
Seth grunted, movements turning faster until he was pounding me, my scales and his skin slapping together in a wet symphony. I snarled, tail squeezing his arm. My wings flared, but I drew them back, unwilling to risk harming Seth. His weight draped over me, lips caressing my back, and his hips continued to slam into me.
“Kal,” he moaned. “I love you.”
Light gathered under my scales. “I love you too.”
He rutted into me, ripping a snarl from my throat. I put most of my weight on my elbows, head in the pillow, arching toward him, and loud moans continuously escaped my mouth.
His movements grew rougher and jerkier as he neared his release. I tried to stroke myself because I wanted to come with him, but I couldn’t support my weight and jerk myself. Seth let go of one of my hips and grabbed me. His hand slid up and down my shaft in time with his rolling hips.
