Chapter 249: I Am Yours (NSFW)
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Letting go of the mound in his mouth, Ye’tab turned his attention to the other one, studying each one of her reactions, memorizing what brought her pleasure.
She started repeating something over and over again as her hips began to move on their own.
Not willing to let this moment pass, just in case she didn’t want them after the third time she peaked, he shifted his hips until the outer ridges of his cock felt the tiny entrance of her core. She was so tiny. How was she able to take the Njeriuujk without being ripped in two?
"Please," she begged as she looked up into his eyes. Hers were glassy, so lost in the passion he doubted that she could actually see. "Please, Ye’tab, I need you inside of me."
His mate should never have to bed for anything, especially not him. With infinite care, he slowly pushed through her ring of muscles. The warmth and wetness of her core caused him to shudder in ecstasy, but he was single-minded in his quest to bring her to yet another peak.
The bumps and ridges around his cock, designed to be able to be able to cling to the inside of a Saalistaja female in the event that she tried to buck him off, seemed to bring Mei Xing even more pleasure. She lifted her hips and wrapped her legs around his hips, encouraging him to continue.
He refused to rush things and hurt her if she wasn’t ready for him. He was thick and long, something that he was realizing even more as he gently fought for space inside of her core. He could feel his fingerling coming out, seeking when it needed to anchor to ensure a successful mating.
But he was quickly drowning in the pleasure of her body, losing the control that he was originally so proud of.
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My eyes rolled back into my head as Ye’tab slowly entered me. I could feel every inch of him as he moved inside me. He had ridges or something all over his cock, like one of those really good toys that you could buy online.
But if he didn’t hurry up and fuck me, I was going to have to take matters into my own hands. Wrapping my legs around his hips, I got ready to use them as leverage in order to impale myself on him.
But then I felt the weirdest thing... it was like the thinnest of tongues inside of me, exploring my walls.
I knew that I wasn’t supposed to be able to feel anything that high inside of me. 90% of a female’s nerve endings were in the lower third of the vagina, and the clitoris had about 8000 nerve endings in it alone. I swore to God these males were determined to make me feel each one in the best way possible.
The tongue found the remaining nerves in my cervix and seemed to implant itself there, worrying back and forth.
I stiffened at the new sensation until I could feel a soft hand on my hair, slowly running his fingers through it.
"It’s his fingerling," explained Da’kea softly as my hair slipped through his fingers. He had somehow managed to lay down above me; his body curved around my head as if to protect me. "It is meant to keep us inside the female until the sperm has been delivered and the mating is complete. Like the ring around the Njeriuujk’s rod, its main purpose is to keep every last bit of us inside of you."
I shuddered as it seemed to find the ever-so-small hole inside of my cervix. I could feel it pushing through it, the pleasure/pain almost too much combined with Ye’tab’s cock. My hips started to rock back and forth in an almost desperate rhythm so different than the gentleness of Da’kea’s hand in my hair.
I whimpered as there was a sharp, shooting pain from the fingerling as it continued to force its way inside of me. I felt Ye’tab stiffen before his thumb came down onto my clit and started to rub it hard, sending me once again flying.
It was a few minutes after coming before I opened my eyes. I should be tired; I should be wrung out completely. I had come three times already! But no, my greedy little pussy wanted more.
I shifted my hips under Ye’tab, only to hiss in pain. His fingerling was still attached to my cervix, and any movement on my end would just make it worse.
"It will relax soon," murmured Da’kea as he continued to pet my hair. As if his words held magic, I felt the thin tongue move, and Ye’tab was finally willing to pull out. He gave me a gentle kiss on the forehead before resting his against mine.
"You own me, body, mind, and soul. I am your weapon to wield against your enemy. Your lover when you need me. I am anything and everything that you need," he whispered passionately inside of my ear. His chest rose up and down fast as he tried to get the words out. "You are my heart."
I held his face gently and kissed one of the tusks on his outer mandible. I didn’t know how to respond, so I didn’t. I wouldn’t give him platitudes or meaningless words. He was too important for me to do something like that.
Still, he needed something in rely. "I need you. I need Ye’tab." I didn’t want him to think that he was interchangeable with any of the others. He was unique and special in his own way. And that was what I was becoming attached to.
I could feel the tension melt away from him at my words, and he backed away, content.
"Now, my hearts," smiled Da’kea. His movements were so quick and precise that it was easy to tell that he was a predator. "I believe you mentioned something about climbing me like a tree. I don’t know exactly what that entails. Why don’t you show me."
I blinked rapidly, trying to get my bearings. He had picked me up and had sat me down on his lap, his bare lap. I stared at the cock in front of me that was standing straight up into the air. I could see the bumps and ridges along its length, and instead of being intimidated, it made my mouth water.
But that was for another day. I rose to my knees and, gripping his cock, I lined it up at my entrance and slowly sank down on it.
