Experimentally, Garnet squeezed her muscles. Tanin grunted. She felt them! The point of his barbs, pressing into her walls. It wasn’t sharp or painful, but she was acutely aware of their presence stretching her even further.
“Stop,” Tanin ordered, his arms tightening. “You don’t stop, they’ll never go…”
He trailed off with a long moan when she did it again. She couldn’t help it. Her pussy was spasming out of her control in the wake of the orgasms he’d destroyed her with.
When it happened again, rippling all along his barbed cock, he bit her shoulder. Little fangs digging into her. Twin points of pleasurable pain that made her whimper as he used his grip to roll them both over so he was on his back and she was spread over his chest.
“Don’t move,” he ordered, stroking his fingers down her spine, making her shiver.
“Cold,” she muttered, the air chilling her sweat now that she was still.
He maneuvered them a bit, reaching for the blanket to pull over their bodies.
In doing so, she slipped up a bit. But his cock, instead of sliding out of her neatly, drug against her walls from inside. The barbs scratched her. They weren’t sharp like claws, but the points certainly weren’t comfortable.
She yelped, quickly grabbing him, forcing her hips back down. Sliding back into place, the pressure lessened again. It even felt good. Like she was being rewarded for keeping herself firmly planted on his cock.
Tanin chuckled, bringing the blanket around them. “Sorry. It wasn’t so bad though, was it?”
She shook her head, her arms loosening. It was like a pinch. And a surprise for sensitive flesh that would normally neverbepinched. But there wasn’t any lingering pain. Just that amazing pressure of his bumps pressing against her from inside.
“You feel… bigger…” She panted, wanting to rotate her hips to relieve that pressure, but also not wanting to move lest those barbs poke her again.
“The barbs are out now,” he said easily. “Those bumps on my shaft, they lifted. The barbs are pointing down. So, you only feel them if you try to lift up. Once the bumps go back down, the barbs will be hidden again, and I can pull out then.”
She grimaced, her pussy still rippling along him. “You don’tfeellike you’re getting any softer.”
“And I won’t if you don’t stop that.”
“I can’t help it!” She whined.
He chuckled, patting her head, calming her back down. “Did I push you too hard?”
“No,” she mumbled pitifully, still trembling against him. Maybe he had, but she wasn’t going to tell him that. She wanted it just as hard and overwhelming next time. Her arms tightened, as though he might be going anywhere. She refused to let him.
“My, you’re needy now.”
She pouted, her grip loosening.
Yeah, she was needy after sex. Her last few partners told her that too. They didn't like how she clung on afterwards or how much attention she wanted once the act was done. She didn't mean to bother him with that right out the gate.
But even as she was relaxing her hold, he grabbed her arm. He pushed it right back against his chest with a stern look.
“I didn't tell you to stop.”
She blinked, surprised. “But you said…”
“I said you were needy. I didn't say I didn't like it.”
Garnet smiled, relaxing back into him. They didn't have much of a choice but to cuddle now, seeing as he wasn’t going anywhere. But Tanin was stroking her back, holding her so sweetly. The gentleness was in such direct contrast to his earlier ferocity, it made her dizzy. But she liked it.
It took a long time for, first, her body to calm down. And only after her pussy stopped pulsing did his barbs finally ease. The pressure lessened and she let out a breath as she sat up, pulling up off him. He slid out with a rush of fluid that made her wince, embarrassed. That wasn’t all him.
Before she could say anything, however, Tanin rolled them over again, forcing her to her back. She cried out, looking up at him in surprise as he put her hips around his waist, his cock resting against her belly. It should have been softening, but it wasn’t.
“You…” She breathed, surprised.
“I’m not done with you yet,” he said, smirking. “Hold onto me if you must. Tell me when it’s too much for you.”
