Page 22 of Monster Married
We turned right down a narrower street instead of continuing straight, and the small alley brought us to steps going down and curving left. A single lantern illuminated the stairs, and this one had a sturdy wooden frame, a bulb just visible through the latticework covering it. There was electricity here, then, not just lanterns that relied on flame, and I’d missed it until now.
“Where—”
We started down the stairs. “A park. You’re not wrong when you say I should have told you. My excuse is that ever since the first night, being with you has felt natural. I sometimes forget you’re human and don’t know all the customs. But that’s a poor excuse.” The stairs ended amid lush greenery that looked black now. Only deeper in the park did I see green where another light showed the colors that were hiding in the darkness. Branches and leaves whispered on the night breeze. “I should beg for you to forgive me, and I know humans do their begging on their knees.”
“I can’t see here?—”
But that stopped mattering when I followed Inkiri onto the soft ground beyond the paved path we were on, when he led me into the canopy of midnight green.
I heard and smelled the river, so we were closer to it than I had thought, and the scent of wet earth and flowing water hung in the air. There was something unfamiliar in the scent too, maybe because the plants were different or the water. Maybe it was just my imagination.
Before too long, Inkiri spun me around and guided me back with both hands on my shoulders.
“You just relax. While I work to earn your forgiveness,” he rumbled. “That is, if you allow me to. To please you with my mouth.”
Ohhh. That was what was happening. He’d guided my back against a tree, and there was just enough light here so I could see the arches of his horns dip low as he knelt. I couldn’t quite see his eyes, but I thought they caught the faint light once, sending a shiver through me.
“We’re doing this…out here?”
“If you want to. Only if you will allow me to please you, Sadir.”
“Oh.” I considered it. I’d never done this, obviously. Had I ever fantasized about doing it outside where someone might see? “Are we… I mean, isn’t public indecency a thing here? I don’t want to get tossed into Aër jail just because you decided I need a blowjob.”
His laughter came out low, and because he had his hands on my hips, I could feel it too. “Tell me, are humans really that scared of such a basic thing as two or more people finding joy in each other’s bodies that they would lock us up for doing so?”
“M-maybe.”
“No one will do that to us. Although, I think you should try not to scream. People might be asleep in those houses.”
I looked around. I could still see the houses, mostly above us since this park seemed to have been built on an embankment. Maybe it was even a flood zone.
“I can try. Okay, let’s do this. If you’re up for it.” I sounded brave. I wasn’t sure I was feeling all that brave, but I was married now. Married people probably did this sort of thing all the time.
Inkiri clicked. “Thank you, Sadir. I’ll make you feel so good.”
With that, Inkiri started working my new pants open, and all of a sudden, I realized why there wasn’t a single button on any of my clothes. I’d assumed it was an issue with the unusually small size I needed compared to any bagu, but it was clearly a design feature to allow my mate easy and quick access by just pulling the ties open.
My pants pooled around my ankles in seconds, and I shivered when Inkiri kissed my thigh just above my knee instead of diving straight for my crotch.
I moaned when he kissed his way up.
Inkiri chuckled, and his breath tickled my skin. Oh, it tickled so much my blood changed course and headed down.
“I don’t know that I can be quiet. According to you all, I scre-eam wa-oh! Way too much. So-oooh fuuuck?—”
His tongue on my balls, that roughness tickling the sensitive skin, was a lot to handle while also focusing on keeping quiet. Too much. I slumped forward and grabbed both his horns while pressing my mouth shut.
Inkiri made a rumbling sound deep in his belly, and while he steadied my legs with one hand, the other went up to my belly, his fingers caressing the skin around my navel.
At the same time, he sucked on both my balls, first one, then the other, then he took both of them into his mouth, and I let out a sound like a prey animal in distress. It was so embarrassing that I quickly slapped a hand over my mouth.
Inkiri hummed in pleasure, but lifted his palm from my belly and covered my mouth with it, moving my hand aside.
“Keep holding on to me, Sadir. I like that.” He abandoned my balls for as long as it took to get those words out, then he licked them, and I gasped against his fingers.
That in and of itself was oddly arousing, the way he controlled my mouth. I held on to both his horns, my mouth hanging open, my breath rushing against his fingers.
With the same precision I’d experienced from him before, he tried a few things with my balls, and whatever got me to shiver or moan the loudest, he kept on doing more of. It was the best kind of trial and error.
