She let out a frustrated whine. “30:30.”
“Good girl.” I pressed two fingers into her clit, petting in an approving circle.
She whimpered, the side of her face sinking into the mattress. Her eyes closed, and her brows creased in pleasure. My playing was just varied enough to keep her sensitive to the novelty. I suspected my eyes glowed a little warmer every time she moaned my name.
“Fingers. Inside,” she panted.
“Where did you go ice skating?” I inquired in my most soothing voice. She had to be too pacified to be stubborn.
“The pond by a new school,” she answered quickly, as if she couldn’t wait a single second longer for me to fill her.
“How cooperative,” I praised, sinking two fingers into her warmth. She was tight, but so ready to accommodate the stretch. I hooked into the sensitive ridge of her g-spot and stroked it in rhythmic pulses.
“The pond by a new school.”I knew of it. Its construction would be heavily staffed, meaning Mykie would have her work cut out for her if I didn’t get more identifying information about this mystery “friend”.
“Ahhhh,” Faeryn gasped, her back dipping even lower to improve my access.
My other arm snaked under her belly and rolled her clit between my thumb and index, she immediately tensed around my fingers in response. I let that tension build as her cries became louder and longer, and swiftly removed both hands before she could collapse over the edge.
“Graysen!” she objected.
“Only faes who behave get to come,” I chided, waiting a moment for her buildup to fade before finding my way back to where I left off.
Her pussy made indecent squelching noises to match her moans as I plunged my knuckles in and out of her, her lubricant dripping down to where my other fingers rubbed with intention. She was building quicker on the second go, and I knew it would feelthatmuch more devastating when I withheld the release she was working so hard for. I waited until her grip becamerecognizably tight, and then I took away the toys it had been clinging to.
Both of my fingers were glistening up to where the gloves cut off at my knuckles. I stepped to the foot of the bed, and Faeryn rolled her head to the side, eyes watching me intently. A beautiful symmetry of delicate features and voluptuous flesh filled my vision.
I tried to stay focused on my task, squatting so we were eye level and sucking my wet fingers into my mouth.Mmmmhoneysuckle. It was missing the slight smokiness I would contribute later, but it was delicious nonetheless.
“Are you going to answer my question?” I licked each finger individually and saw my forked tongue. A little monster had slipped out while I was focusing on not baring my claws. The orange of my copper eyes reflected in her dilated pupils. Desire was threatening to consume me.
And then that trying female spat on my fucking face.
I blinked twice in surprise before wiping my jaw with the back of my hand. She flashed a wicked smile of harmless teeth in my direction. Their blunt edges were about to be very appreciated by me.
I rose to my full height, unbuttoning my dark jeans. My cock had been straining against the denim for some time now, finally freed as I pulled its weight out to stand at attention in front of her.
“If you’re going to do dirty things with that mouth, I will assign it an appropriate task.” I hooked my finger into the double knotted loop of the restraint bow around her wrists. “Pull if you want to stop,” I instructed, my mind running wild at the view of her pretty face inches away from my erection.
Her eyes batted up at me, her lips parting with the tip of her tongue hanging out patiently. I couldn’t resist pressing a finger into its tender flesh, and shuddered knowing that her delicate mouth was about to hug the sensitive ridges of my length. I grabbed the tall black frame of the bed to keep my hands from being too aggressive, stepped forward, and sunk into her welcoming lips.
Her wanton moan was muffled by my girth, but it felt wonderful as it vibrated around me. I pushed my hips forward until I felt the back of her throat gag around my swollen head. Despite the sounds of her throat struggling to accommodate the intrusion, her tongue rolled with intention as it cradled the weight of my cock. I held for a moment before pumping in once, twice…
Faeryn made a choking sound, pulling the loop of the bow I held. I immediately took a step back, a long string of saliva and pre cum hanging between us before falling onto her chin and throat. She gasped for breath, her eyes watering.
“You’re okay,” I gently encouraged. “We don’t have to do that.”
“I just needed air,” she snapped, as if irritated I had suggested we stop. After a determined gulp, her mouth opened expectantly.
I waited for a moment, giving her the opportunity to change her mind. When her eyes closed to await her meal, I happily fed her. I pushed past her lips, cherishing the way I barely fit into her gaping jaw. Her tongue explored the ridges of my cock delicately while I held still in a state of bliss. The temptation to begin rutting into her mouth until tears fell from her eyes was present, only overshadowed by how desperately I wanted to savor the way she worshipped me slowly and deliberately.
“You did such a good job using your safety signal,” I groaned, petting her head before returning my clutch to the metal support bar.
The metal frame greeted rigid claws with a soft “clang”. I stopped applying pressure on the bow over my fingers. In my feral state, I would slice through the fabric if I wasn’t careful. Too bad these gloves couldn’t completely disarm me.
The smooth swells of my cock popped in and out of her lips as I fucked her flushed face. The feeling of her harmless teeth scraping against my shaft drove me wild, as if they existed for no purpose other than to massage me. Her dainty hands and gentle mouth weren’t meant for survival; they existed strictly for me to play with. Every part of Faeryn was designed by the gods to pull my soul from my body.
I was rapidly approaching my own release and reluctantly withdrew to stall for the time being. There was still work to be done. Drool ran out of the corners of her mouth and down her chin, the coating of saliva reminding me of her other slick lips waiting to be tended to.
