“I know, Vince, and you have me. We have time.”
His fingers slid out from my hole, and he lay over my back, nuzzling my spine. He was so small against me, but I felt so safe with him like this. Vince took deep breaths, and I didn’t move. He would tell me what he needed if he needed anything more than being present from me.
“I want to continue,” Vince whispered.
“Then fuck me.”
Vince chuckled. He kissed my back. “I want your lovely tail to wrap around your cock.”
I swallowed and my cock bucked at the thought. “Slick it up for me, please.”
“Such a polite boy, aren’t you?” Vince asked, kissing down my back, and I whimpered. He rubbed lube over my tail, then kissed the base near my spine. “Jerk yourself.”
My tail coiled around my own cock, and I cried at the warmth. I milked it, my butt wiggling.
Vince pressed more kisses to my back. “I love seeing you like this, needy, desperate. You deserve to feel good, Sweetheart.”
“You make me feel good,” I replied.
“I will.”
His words sent a jolt down my spine.
I felt the head of Vince’s cock press against me, and I bore down; he slid in with little trouble. I moaned at the stretch, at him inside of me. I was full. Perfectly, and wonderfully filled by my mate.
“Vince,” I cried.
He gripped my hips, panting. “Fuck, Don. You are so warm and tight. Your ass took me so well. It’s like you were made to be fucked with my cock.” Vince pulled out, then snapped his hips back into me.
“I was. Yours,” I cried out.
“Mine,” he growled, pounding into me. “You’re my good boy, and no one else’s.”
I couldn’t respond, because Vince set up a quick pace as he rutted into me. With every smack of his hips, he tagged that cluster of nerves, making pleasure swell. Between that and my own tail jerking me, I was edging closer to my release faster than ever.
“I want to hear you come,” Vince said. “I need it, Sweetheart.” He continued to fuck me, nice and fast. I whimpered. He bent over me as far as he could, kissing my spine.
“Vince. My Vince.”
“Come, Don.”
With a loud shout, my release rushed over me. My hole clenched around him as seed erupted from the tip of my cock, spilling over my tail and onto the furs. Buzzing filled my ears with the pleasure flooding me.
Vince pounded my ass a couple more times before he cried out, “Don.”
His cock jerked inside of me, filling me with his warm seed and coating my insides. I whined at the sensation, and Vince grunted face against my back, his breath swirling over my scales.
Slowly, he pulled out of me, and I wanted to ask him to stay inside of me, but I didn’t want to bother him or force him to do something that he didn’t want. Besides, he would never be able to stay inside me for as long as I wanted. I rolled to my side and reached for Vince, shaking. I needed him against me after such a strong release. He didn’t deny me, cuddling close.
Cupping my cheeks, Vince said, “God, your release was so beautiful.”
Heat filled me.
His thumbs brushed my cheekbones, and Vince placed a gentle kiss on my lips. “Never keep your noises from me, Don. I love hearing them, and you shouldn’t have to worry about what you sound like when we’re fucking.”
“Thank you.”
Vince curled close, head tucked under my chin. His fingers ran over my chest as his breath began to slow. In a sleep laced voice, he said, “We should get cleaned up.”
