The man’s barely turned to me before I’m launching myself at him, babbling my gratitude in his warm, hard chest. I thank him over and over again, tears wetting my cheeks. Is it a little dramatic? Definitely. But right now, I’m simultaneously so horny and so weepy I can barely think.
His large body shifts with the dangerous power of a predator. Then I’m being grabbed by the legs and thrown over one broad shoulder, fireman-style.
“Hey!” I squirm a little, even though I don’t mind this position at all. “At least warn a guy before you go all sexy Hulk-mode.”
He ignores me and sets off walking deeper into the corn maze, back to the familiar small clearing. Muscular, round ass cheeks flex with each long stride, and I bury my face into his bare skin, my cock filling so quickly I feel lightheaded.
Maybe that has something to do with being upside down.
We reach our destination before I know it. He stops in the middle of the clearing and manhandles me onto the dried grass. I go without complaint, gripping his shoulders as I fall onto my back. Immediately, his arms roam every inch of my body. Stroking my neck, my arms, down my chest, and tucking up underneath my shirt to check the hot, tender place by my ribcage. Each touch licks flames up my skin.
“Are you harmed?”
His accent—is it still an accent if the words are in my head?—is strange, his vowels rounder and softer than I’m used to.
“No, he didn’t get a chance to before you came. Thank you again, by the way. How did you know I needed you?” I stammer, a blush spreading across my cheeks. “I mean, um, your assistance. Not you. Obviously.”
The man scratches his stubble, dark brows drawn tight over his forehead. “I am unsure. I imagine that it’s the same reason you can understand me, human.”
What does that even mean? And why does he keep calling me ‘human’? A rough palm grazes over my stomach, sending shivers down to my toes, and I gasp, trying to think past the overwhelming arousal.
“Oh, I get it. You’re still in character for the maze, right? I’m definitely leaving a five-star review—oh my God.”
Those exploring fingers graze over my nipples, and I let out a moan. Holy shit, that feels amazing. I never knew it could be this good. He rubs them to hard nubs, then grunts and shoves my crop top underneath my chin, exposing my pale, thin chest to his intense gaze.
I squirm against the grass, suddenly wanting that long tongue so badly that just thinking about it makes my cock jump.
The wave of gratitude from before hits me with a vengeance, and I curl my arms around his neck, tugging him down. My fingers bump against something hard on his back. Maybe it’s some part of his costume? But I’m too keyed up to stop and explore.
When my mouth meets his, everything else fades away. No more Jake, or all-consuming loneliness. No more horrible self-pity that makes me feel hollow inside and out. He licks into me, tongue scraping over my teeth and down the back of my throat, fleshy and stimulating, making my eyes flutter shut.
“You can touch me again, if you want.” I pant against his cheek, so needy it makes me delirious. “I’m, um, a virgin, so please go slow.”
He groans, a sub-vocal sound that makes me buck up, my erection dragging over his. “You want me to breed you?”
Oh.Oh. That wasn’t exactly what I meant, but hearing the words in his strange, lilting accent shoots a red-hot needthrough my body that I’ve never felt for anybody else. Not even Jake got me hot and bothered like this.
I nod emphatically, a whine escaping my lips. “Please. Wanna feel you inside me. Please.”
The words are barely out of my mouth before I’m flipped onto my stomach. Two large hands grip my ass cheeks, squeezing so hard I let out a pathetic mewl, burying my face into my arms.
My shorts are ripped off in seconds. The cold air barely has time to register before those hands are back on me again, pulling my ass wide open and exposing my hole to him. He grunts at the sight, thumbing at my entrance roughly.
Nobody’s ever touched me down there, not even me when I’m jerking off. It feels like magic in my skin.
“On your knees, human.”
With one tug, he pulls me onto my knees. No asking, no preparing me, just pure strength. My cock bobs in the air, straining against my stomach. Fuck, that was hot. Like this, I’m exposed fully to him, my ass spread wide. Then something wet and rough and long drags over my entrance.
Oh my God. Is that his tongue?
I try to squirm out of his hold. “Wait, um. Isn’t that gross?”
“Tell me how it feels.”
Ignoring my half-hearted protests, he goes to fucking town licking me down there.
Short, sharp licks interspersed with longer ones, dragging from my balls all the way up to the base of my spine. With every wet pull of his tongue, I turn into horny goo, my knees shaking. No doubt I’d have collapsed if it wasn’t for his strong hold on me.
