But he didn’t. He let her stay. He let her seduce him. He chose to take her up on what she offered. He chose to make her his. And now, he was giving her this choice.
And it seemed so easy now, considering how much she’d just been stressing over it.
Being in his arms was right. Kissing him, feeling his touch as he pulled her shirt up and over her head was exactly right. Before he grabbed her again, he removed his own shirt, so that when he embraced her once more, they were skin-to-skin. Heart-to-heart. Her soft body molded perfectly against his hard one. The lines of his muscles were a firm contrast to her breasts, her belly. Her skin rubbed against his as he reached for the seal of her pants between them.
Her heart pounded as she helped him take them off, lifting first one leg, then the other, so he could pull them away and toss them aside. She stood up then, earning a displeased look, but before he could scoop her back into his lap – which he looked like he was about to do – she kneeled between his legs. She leaned over his thighs, reaching for the seal on his pants. It was past time she let herself get acquainted with the cock that brought her so much pleasure.
She wasn’t scared of his barbs now. Even after feeling the way they’d tugged at her insides when she’d pulled against them, they weren’t scary.
Actually, she liked the extra pressure they applied when they came up. She liked feeling the heat of his cum moving around them as he pumped her full over several minutes. She was coming to crave that poking feeling inside her.
And now, as she brought his cock out and gripped the shaft, she could finally get an up close look at the strange little appendages.
The bumps covering his shaft that concealed the barbs weren’t hard like bone or nail, but she wouldn’t describe it as normal skin either. It was tougher, like leather, but when she started stroking up and down, enjoying the bumpy texture against her palm, Tanin groaned like it felt good.
Leaning up further, she practically laid herself on his lap as she brought the head of his cock to her lips. She kissed the slightly pointed tip before opening her mouth and swallowing it down. It was a tight fit, but she sucked on the fleshy knob, feeling it poking in the back of her tongue, nearly triggering her gag reflex. She groaned, the vibration making him tighten under her as her hands continued to work up and down the bumpy shaft.
The first drop of his precum trickled into her mouth and she hummed in delight. The slightly spicy scent that followed him was present there too. A bit stronger, but not actually spicy. Like clove, it was a luxurious kind of spice that made her suck harder, eagerly seeking more.
Tanin’s hand came down, resting on the back of her head as she started trying to work her way down, forcing his cock to the back of her throat until she choked and gagged. It was uncomfortable, but she didn’t want to stop. The burning in her pussy, the desire to please this male, twisted together in her guts as she put her hand over his on her head, silently encouraging him to push. To make her take more of him. To fuck her face until she was crying and drooling all over his cock.
He hesitated for only a second. Like he was surprised.
But then he did it. Pushing down. Sliding his fingers through her hair and gripping it tight, using it as a handle as he bobbed her head up and down. Carefully controlling how much she took. Even when she wanted more, he didn’t let her go too far.
Which wasn’t what she wanted. She wanted to choke on his cock, to feel the bumps of his barbs rubbing along her throat. He couldn’t cum down her throat, of course, but she wanted to get him as close as possible.
But she’d given him control with that gesture against his hand. And he took it. Unapologetically. She was given only as much of his cock as he allowed, and all she could do was let her hands help. One stroking the remainder of his shaft, her own spit trickled down making it easier, while the other went lower to massage his balls. They were bigger than she expected, throbbing in her hand as she played with them gently.
Tanin groaned, his hips jerking. “Garnet, you…”
It was the most flustered she’d ever heard him, and pride filled her. Even despite the ache in her throat and the unquenched fire still burning in her pussy, dampening her thighs, she felt good. Because she was the one who made the unflinching, unmoving Tanin sound likethat.
This was a great male. The kind of person that not only held convictions but stuck to them even when times got hard.Especiallywhen times got hard. He made a decision, he formed a goal, and then hestuck to it. He’d built all of this! He’d brought everyone here. There weren’t many that could do what he did. At the very least, there was an entire station full of people that couldn’t do the things that he did.
And that kind of male wanted her. Knowing that, it only made her more determined to service him like this. To show him just what a good woman she was in return. To prove that she was worthy of him by taking him as far down her throat as she possibly could.
Tanin grunted again, then yanked her off. She whined immediately, drool trailing from her lips to his shiny cock. She tried to get back, desperate to feel him explode in her mouth. To taste that rich, yummy cum in her belly.
But the grip he had on her hair was strong. She was helpless as he pulled her up, forcing her head back, making her strain her body as she balanced on her toes, knees off the ground, hands on his thighs to help keep herself stable.
She was a mess. Hot and flushed and slobbery from sucking his cock. But he smirked at her with such burning approval, it made her feel so beautiful.
“Get on my lap. Ride me,” he ordered, sitting back, pulling her up by the hair.
And she went. Crawling up his legs, sitting back on his lap. Her hands were shaking but eager as she reached between them. His cock was so slick, and she could feel, now that she wasn’t lost in the fog of sucking him off, that his barbs were throbbing. Lifting. Not much. They were just barely threatening to come up, but she could see the spaces between them getting bigger.
He’d pulled her off because he couldn’t come down her throat. She’d been so eager to take him deeper, she’d somehow forgotten that.
But he didn’t. Because he took such good care of her. Because he was a good male who would never let her hurt herself, even if it felt good to him.
And itwouldhave hurt her. His barbs might not have ripped her throat up on the way out, any more than they would her pussy. But that didn’t mean it would feel good. If he came in her mouth, she’d have no choice but to face that pain to get him off before she choked. However, he wasn’t going to put her in that kind of situation to begin with.
Honestly, knowing that he was that careful, that conscious of her, just made her want to do it more. If it meant her throat got a bit roughed up when he pulled out, what did that matter? She’d get to see how his body looked wracked with the ecstasy of coming down her throat.
Later, she promised herself, notching his head against her entrance. They had a long time, the rest of their lives, for her to get as freaky with him as she wanted. Maybe when her sister finally had full control of the mediring and they could take risks…
For now, she let out a moan of relief as she shivered while sinking down. The heat, the girth of him filling her was even better from this angle. It was a slow descent, but easier than she expected. He had been stretching her pussy to fit him, and they came together now with ease.
