Like every other time he’s carried me, I know that, logically, there should be fear in my brain, but all wrapped up in him all I feel is safe. There’s no chance of being hurt or falling. I know I’ll be taken care of, I know he has me.
A gentle rumble echoes through his chest to the same beat as the faint music in the background.
“Now, would you like to dance?” he asks.
I glance up into his eyes, where he’s studying me, a contemplative tilt in his antennae.
“Up here?” I ask.
A smile breaks across his face. “Yes.”
He waits for me to nod.
My stomach drops as he lifts us even higher. He twists as he flies, swooping us through the air in time to the music, our bodies warm where they are pressed together. I sigh against his chest. The night air is just a little chilly. I almost regret leaving my bridal robe on the ground. Until Ant’s hand finds that slit in my dress again. His hand explores my backside this time, my body getting warmer the more he touches me.
Finally, something seems to occur to him. He leans in close to my ear. “You are not wearing any underwear.”
“In this dress? I get panty line.” I squeal when his hands move to squeeze my mostly naked ass. “Hey. You aren’t wearing anything at all!” I point out.
“I’m not.” He grins, perfect and strange, his antennae dipping to touch the top of my head.
I move my arms around his neck, tugging his face down to mine so I can press our mouths together.
His tongue dips down into me, building up the heat. I dig my fingers into his mane. There’s nothing under me but empty air. There’s nothing but him. His hot mouth, his hand on my breast,the purr in his chest, and his warm vanilla scent. I could spend forever in this moment.
He adjusts our position slightly. I realize he’s raised my skirt, and his aedeagus presses forward, just a little.
“Ant, someone could see us,” I murmur, not making any real move to stop him. We’re over the trees, not far enough from the wedding to truly be alone.
“And my little voyeur wouldn’t want anyone to see us, would she? You wouldn’t want anyone to hear you coming on my cock?” He laughs. “I’m going to fuck you up here, in the air. I’m going to make that pretty cunt cry for me.”
I giggle, slightly appalled at the way that being with him makes me want to drop every inhibition I have. I want to give him everything. I don’t give a crap who knows that we are fucking up here.
His aedeagus slips along my lips, but he doesn’t enter me yet. Instead, he teases the head of his cock against my clit.
I let out a little moan, which he captures with another kiss while his cock continues to play with me, circling my clit and teasing me until I am whimpering his name and squirming to be filled, to be satisfied, to get fucked.
“Ant, I need—” I whisper.
“What do you need, baby girl? You need my cock inside you?”
“Yes.” I gasp when he teases my opening, slipping in only partially before sliding back out.
“You need me to fill you up? To take you? Claim your tight little cunt here above the forest, where a whole group of people could hear the way I make you scream?”
“Yes. Yes,” I whisper. He dips into me with each agreement. Going a little deeper, a little further, every time until he is filling me completely and my body feels like it might shatter from the pressure.
The first time his aedeagus pulses I break into a thousand pieces, so grateful that he is there to hold me, to literally keep me afloat. Fireworks flash behind my eyes, and I have to throw my face into his collar.
He purrs for me, just for me.
“Fuck yes, good girl,” he mutters in my ear, but I can hear the strain in his voice.
“Just do it, Ant. Just use me. Come for me, daddy.”
He releases a noise unlike anything I’ve heard him make before. A screech that no human could ever create. His fingers bury deep into my hair, pulling it tight enough that light pain lances through my scalp. It’s like something inside him snaps. His mandibles wrap around my neck, holding me still while his tongue invades my mouth.
His aedeagus slips out of me, leaving a cool void in its absence. I whimper just before it slams back into me, fast and hard. He does this again and again. Fucking me almost like he’s lost his humanity.
