Page 31 of Horns & Heart
“Houses are bigger than human families, usually.I’m not sure what would fit it best in your world, but there are staff and alliances through matings, artisans who swear loyalty.Houses can grow very big.”
The whole thing sounded way more intricate than I’d expected.I had no idea how it was working out for them, but then, I wouldn’t necessarily go around and advertise democracy since that could also fail pretty badly.On top of which, I really hated politics.It seemed more depressing than anything else until someone remembered the guillotine in the basement, and that didn’t happen nearly often enough.
My eyes went back to Inkiri’s horns, and we sat there in silence while the magpies cawed their evening song outside.
In the end, I decided to just go for it, and asked, “Can I touch them?”
“Touch what?”
“Your horns.”I pointed.
Inkiri smiled.Then he pulled me toward him and shifted so I ended up sitting across his lap.“You can touch them all you want, sweet thing.But in exchange, I would like to practice kissing you some more.”
Well, okay.He had succeeded in luring me into the bath just so he could have his wicked way with me.I had committed to letting him—in my own head, at least—but using him in any way, be it for food or for safety, felt more complicated now that I knew he was…such a person.Not just some abstract blue monster I could fantasize about.That made everything a lot more complicated than I’d thought it would.
I was too scared and too much of a wuss to contemplate how to handle these complications though, how to uncomplicate them.Which was why I smiled and nodded and gave him my best damsel doe eyes.
He cupped my neck and pressed his lips to mine.The roughness of his tongue made me shiver—an involuntary reaction, same as the involuntary reaction happening under the water’s surface.Inkiri took the additional access I gave him when my mouth opened on a contented sigh that made me sound desperate for more.
While I reveled in how our tongues played against each other, Inkiri reached for my right hand and guided it up to his horn.I had no idea how much he could feel, but I was careful just in case as I explored the ridges perpendicular to its length.
Inkiri made sonorous noises deep in his chest that had to be pleasure.When he shifted from kissing to zeroing in on my neck again, I could tell exactly what he wanted.
With my other hand, I reached between his legs to find his large cock erect and ready.
“Rory, precious Rory,” he mumbled against my neck.“Sadir.My sweet human mate.”
It was the soft, near breakable yet certain quality of his voice that made me stop and push him back.He didn’t need much pushing at all though.He stopped and gazed down at me, expectant.Waiting.Willing to wait if it was what I wanted.
For no good reason I could see, my grandmother’s voice rose to the surface of my memories.“Love is a rope tied between two poles,” she’d told me, even before I had any idea at all what that really meant.Not that I knew what it meant now.
“I think I like you,” I said.Whispered.I blushed.“Like, a lot.”
He clicked.“I treasure that as I treasure all of you, now and forever after.”
My heart thundered and my breath hitched.This, right here in the bathtub, was another moment the likes of which normally only happened in movies.
I looked up at him.“I don’t… I really think I want to try.Being with you?Only if you don’t call me a millet bean ever again.”
He laughed, and I felt it vibrate from his body to mine.“Abilletbean, sweet thing.You might think differently when I feed you the candy they’re used for, but you have my word.”He licked my neck.
I cleared my throat and nodded.“Okay, fine.”I took a deep breath.“In that case, uhm I would like to propose.A thing.Which I would like to propose to you.Now.”
“I understand what propose means.”Inkiri was still preoccupied with lavishing attention on my neck.
“No, jeez.I knew that.I mean, like, you remember how I said I haven’t ever…you know.Had sex.Before!Because I’m counting last night as bidding bon voyage to my virginity, but then, you know, how I said no penetration?And you went, ‘oh, but I would have liked your little cock’?”
None of my rambling stopped him from licking my throat with that glorious, rough tongue of his.“I did not call your cock little then, because I hadn’t even seen it.”
“Can you stop focusing on the size of my cock already?”
“Sweet thing, you said it’s normal-sized, and I believe you.”
I rolled my eyes, but the things he was doing with his tongue really were distracting.
“I just want your big monster cock inside me, okay?Because I think I’d like that.Whenever I… When I’ve thought about that, I always, uhm, imagined taking it, you know?”
“You imagined taking my cock inside you?”
