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Reaching up, Niska hooks her hand around the back of my neck and utters the words that almost do make me reach my peak instantly. “Well then, I’ll be on top later tonight. I just wa
With a snarl so animalistic, I almost can’t believe it came from me, I lower myself further. With our height difference, her face presses to my throat, and I revel in the excited little puffs of hot breath that dampen my skin there as my rocking starts turning more forceful. With my Niska whimpering and moaning beneath me, my mind empties of everything except her; her body against mine, her noises of pleasure filling my room, and her fingernails scratching down either side of my spine. She’s not even trying to keep still for me, and the beast within likes that far too much.
The sweet taste of my own bonding venom starts to coat my tongue. My fangs are begging to sink into that delicate little neck of hers. Claim, claim, claim is all that my base instincts are screaming at me as I pound into my female, making the bedframe creak in an obscene rhythm.
“Kiahn… Ki-uhah… Oh, Fuck! Kiahn!”
Goddess, her cries of my name are music to my ears. And with the way I can feel her tighten around my cock, I know she is close. I wish I could say my movements were skilled. I wish I could say the pace of my thrusts remained steady. Instead, the sensation of her soft, female body tensing up in her personal bliss threw me into an ecstasy that far removed my mind from my body.
Truly, I gave myself over to it - to her - and lost complete control as I gave her my seed.
When my pleasure-clouded self began to refocus, I realize my hips are still jerking of their own accord as I grunt around a mouthful of something soft, my bonding venom spent.
It’s not until I blink my eyes open, do I see that my fangs are sunken into the plump of one of my pillows - the pillow right beside my Niska’s vulnerable neck. For some inexplicable reason, I bite down on the stuffed pillow harder, groaning as I grind out the last of my seed I have for her.
Niska’s panting beneath me, but I feel her turn into me, kissing up my neck before she pulls away in order to see me better. “Did you… did you bond bite my pillow?”
Extracting my fangs from the bedding, my tongue feels around in my mouth. I’ve never issued a bonding bite before - to an inanimate object or not. It feels strange - numb. It’s not until I’m gazing down at her as she grins back up at me, her hair a little disheveled, and her eyes hazy with spent pleasure that I realize her words.
She’d called it her pillow.
I want it to be her pillow. Forever.
Fuck - she can own the whole bed and I’ll just beg to share it with her each night.
I don’t voice any of that, though. “Yes,” I say, slipping my still semi-hard cock from her. “You will have competition now. That pillow is now bonded to me.”
Before I’ve even pulled away from her properly, Niska grabs the pillow in question and hits me in the face with it as she snorts with laughter.
“Careful,” I tease, catching the pillow, “that’s my mate you’re throwing around. Here-,” on my knees between Niska’s splayed legs, I offer the pillow. “Lift your hips.” Stuffing the pillow beneath her, I then gently scoop some of my escaping seed with a finger before trying to push it back inside her hungry little cunt. “Elevation will help.” Without thought, my seed-covered finger glides higher, finding that delicate clit of hers. I loop it once, twice, making her legs jerk from the sensitivity. “Getting another peak out of you will help, too.”
“Help what?” Niska mumbles sleepily.
I can’t help but grin as I slowly start to rub her in circles. “Breeding you.”
Niska springs up until she’s now sitting upright, her wide-eyed face now mere inches from me, my hand still on her cunt. “My pills,” she squeaks.