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The shift put us close enough for him to wrap his long blue fingers around our stiff lengths. Mine short and fat, his long and blue, we fit together perfectly. My mushroom head plumped, and the lip rubbed over the bump on Makir’s cock. So slippery with our juices, his tine hit the rim of my head with each pass. I wouldn’t last long.
I bent forward and painted a long line up his throat with my tongue. His velvety fur changed to smooth skin, and I chased his mouth. At last, our lips found each other and clung, and Makir increased the pace, fisting our cocks, sending me to the edge and hovering. His song filled me.
Makir’s tail reached behind me, and the soft, fluffy tip tickled the sparse hairs on my balls. The suction buried inside the fluffy tip zinged over my balls with every kissing clasp and release.
“I need more. I want you inside of me.” My voice sounded harsh to my own ears.
“You want me inside ofyou?” Makir repeated, dumbfounded, as he walked his tail’s suction back, baby step by baby step, until my cock leaked all over his pouch and the slide and drag between our cocks had me panting.
“Yes, now! I don’t want to cum like this. Want you inside.” I put as much alpha influence into my voice as I could.
“But I’ve never done that, Geo. I should’ve told you—” He shuddered as I palmed his cock. “I thought you knew.”
I mouthed the tendon up the side of his neck until I met his ear and exhaled hotly. “But do you want to?” With deft fingers, I plucked his tine. “Wanna see what this feels like in me.”
Makir gulped, and I chased his slender throat with my tongue. “I want to.” His voice was so low I might not have heard it if he hadn’t lifted my chin to meet his steady gaze. I bit and licked at him, eager to deepen our connection.
“Like this.” I pulled the base of his tail closer and rubbed the puckered hole under his tail with two fingers, gathering some of the waxy slick. Then I leaned back into the furs and spread my legs wide before grabbing my knees.
Makir stared, and his tail stilled.
When I inserted two lubed fingers into my hole, Makir’s eyes widened. The suction of his tail met my wrinkled pucker as if on instinct, and the combination had me writhing. A frisson of heat vibrated through me, sending me to a higher frequency, and—
“Not yet,” I begged. “Closer.” I hooked my heel around the curve of Makir’s ass until his hips were cradled between my spread legs. The wet heat from his dripping cock slid over my hole.
Makir squeezed his eyes closed, and I began to doubt myself. Was I pressuring him? Had I used my alpha influence to sway him?
I pulled his rigid body up onto my chest and lowered my legs. “Hey, I’m sorry.” One hand smoothed down the long curve of his spine. “We don’t have to if you don’t want.”
His stiff cock gently rocked into my belly, making my toes curl.
“Really, I meant it when I said you can say no. This isn’t just about me.” His tail softened as I ran it through my fingers.
Makir lifted his head from where he nuzzled my armpit and met my eyes. “I want it so bad, Geo, but when I tried with Reinik, well, he…” Tears blurred his beautiful lavender irises.
“Shhh…” I knuckled away his tears. “I suspected you’d been hurt before, but it’ll never be like that again, I promise.” Anger brewed deep in my gut, but I threaded my fingers through Makir’s mane and dug deep to find calm. Now was not the time to release the rage boiling under my skin. This was about Makir trusting himself. Trusting that whatever he wanted was valuable. “Follow your instincts, Makir.” I squirmed my hand between our stomachs and squeezed his flagging cock.
His lips met mine, and he kissed me so softly I thought I might melt. “You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”
I squeezed my eyes shut, wanting to hold the syrupy sweetness running through me inside forever. If you only knew.
Makir’s long cock prodded at my hole, and he eased through the tight ring so slowly that every muscle clenched, waiting for release. “Just like that, little lion.” I grunted.
He placed his palms on my bent knees and leaned into me, driving deeper. “This is incredible.” His arms trembled as he held still above me, eyes filled with wonder.
I jerked when his tine met my prostate. “Right there,” I gasped. My knees clasped his waist as his balls touched my skin, and I worked myself against his fleshy protrusion. “Oh God, don’t move.”
“I thought this was about what I wanted.” His eyes sparkled as he sped up his thrusts, rocking into me in a perfect rhythm.
“Not going to last.” My legs were already starting to seize, a sure sign that this would be over sooner than I wanted.
I shifted onto my elbows, took one of Makir’s pale blue nipples between my teeth, and bit down. He jerked against me, shouting, “Geo!”
“Makir,” I cried in unison as his warmth flooded me and ribbons of my cum splashed his torso—a perfect blue sky streaked with jet streams.
The tether hummed, loose and sated.
“Can we do that again? Did you like it?” Makir lowered his gaze and turned away.
