Page 33 of 20% Stud 80% Muffin
I needed to see him, free of clothes. I wanted him as bare as me. He stood still when I approached and stiffened when I popped the clasps of his overalls.
“Kick off your boots,” I whispered into his ear, nibbling on the soft lobe, so different from a pointy-tipped Lornian’s.
Geo growled and tore at his straps. His overalls stuck where they met his belly. Slowly unbuttoning the sides, I caressed my tail over his wrists to his round shoulders. No wonder he has no trouble with manual labor. The fluffy tip lingered on his bulging bicep and shifted down to dust the ropy veins of his forearm. His eyes locked on mine in a daze. A quick tug freed his overalls from his belly, and they fell to the floor.
“Step out,” I purred.
Geo’s wide eyes were enraptured by the soft rattle of my purr. “Why do I feel like this?”
The roundness of his belly peeped out below his torn shirt, and his hard bulge pressed against his tight white underclothes. I scratched my blunt nails through the sparse hair peppering his exposed belly. Back and forth, scritch, back and forth.
“Jesus.” Geo groaned, shifting onto his tiptoes, taut as a spring. “I’m going to jump out of my skin.”
His body trembled when I pulled his shirt over his head, exposing his pale stomach and the dark fur on his chest. His peppery musk was incredible. I dove in nose first, rubbing my face up his sternum and nuzzling into the soft tufts of fur in his armpits. They smelled spicy. My hands kneaded his soft belly like a kitten.
“I’m in heat, that’s why.”
Geo dipped forward and suckled first one nipple, then the other, giving each the same treatment as if the other might get jealous. Then, he brushed his thumb around the velvety fur there. Each aching nipple he nursed ramped up my lust. A rush of heat flooded through me all the way to the tips of my ears.
“Geo, I need you.”
“Softer than I imagined,” Geo murmured. My skin sizzled like a drop of water in a hot pan.
Geo fumbled between my legs and brushed over my sensitive pouch. “Where is it?”
With my knees in danger of collapsing, I grabbed his wrist and guided him to the top of my protective pouch, where my erection ached for his touch.
“What the…” He hummed as both of our hands plunged inside to pull my cock out. “So warm.” Exposed to the humid air, my length stiffened further. He murmured something about a kangaroo, but I was too deep into this wave of my heat to make sense of the image the translator showed in my mind. “And blue, too,” he said with awe as he licked his lips.
Of course it’s blue, what other color would it be?
Before I took my next breath, he dropped to his knees and drew my long blue shaft between two plump lips. “Blant, Geo, what are…ungh.”
He pumped my length in and out of his mouth with one rough hand, cradled then massaged my smooth sac with the other. This is the most amazing… When my legs gave way, he wrapped his solid arm under my butt for support. Eons later, he released my cockhead with an audible pop before he twisted his hand around my base and squeezed up, forcing out a pearly bead of liquid.
An inferno built inside of me. I swiped moisture from my brow. The demands of my heat required penetration and his release inside me, but… Goddess, why does this feel so much better than normal? His fingers circled my tine as I panted.
Blant, I loved it when a partner played with that little spot. Past alphas had paid no attention to the pleasure my tine gave me. Instead, they’d made my heat about what I could give them.
My fingers sifted through his dark hair. “Bless the goddess Sola. Why don’t more alphas suck?”
“What’s this?” He gently pinched the bump halfway up my erection before circling my engorged head with his tongue and sucking it till it grew dark and purple with need.
“Huh?” I moaned. My fingers spread over the back of his damp neck—softer than a bush-tailed montie. His broad tongue ran up the length of my throbbing dick as his rough beard brushed against the sensitive fleshy bump halfway up.
“Ungh… It’s my tine. For your pleasure.” I groaned as Geo squeezed another drop of seed from my engorged cock. “Stimulates your gland inside. No more, please…” I begged. “Need you inside.” I was burning up.
He grazed his teeth over my tine and said, “Maybe I like sucking because I’m not an alpha.”
That’s cute. With no time to explain, I crouched, gathered our clothes, wove them into the most haphazard nest imaginable, and walked on hands and knees into it. Then I tilted my hips and presented my ass to Geo as an omega in heat to his tethered alpha.
“Jesus Christ.”
That name again. I’d have to ask Geo who Jesus Christ was later. Didn’t humans understand it wasn’t proper to call out another’s name when I was presenting myself?
My heightened senses picked up theswooshof fabric over skin when he slipped out of his tight white undergarments. I regretted not taking the time to feast myeyes on Geo’s hard bulge, but I would burn up if he didn’t get his cock into me right this instant. I arched my back more to entice him and purred deeply.
“Fuck, you’re slippery.” One finger circled my passage and timidly entered up to his knuckle. His body loomed over me, encapsulating me in his summer fields’ scent, driving me to my elbows.
