Page 29 of Monster Married
Inkiri’s rumbling laugh vibrated through me. “I’m glad it pleases you.” He walked down into the pool. “Is the water fine like this? I told them not to heat it too much because of how delicate you are.”
“I can handle warm water! This is perfect.” I had no idea when we’d graduated from sunstroke sickness to me potentially getting burned in the bath, but okay. The water really was perfect, warm but not scalding, and Inkiri walked in slowly. I spotted the steps he took leading down through the rippling surface of the pool. I’d thought it was a lot shallower.
“That’s good.” Inkiri let me back down when he went deeper. “Here, stand.” He put me on my feet, making sure to place me on one of the steps. Even so, the water reached up to my collarbones. Inkiri gestured. “In the center, there is normally another step to the deepest part. Can you feel it?”
I moved a little closer to the middle of the circular pool and felt the last step with my right foot. “Oh, yes. What’s that for?”
Inkiri tilted his head. “If you want to submerge completely. Usually, the bottom part of a pool is the hottest. Can you swim, Sadir? Hold your breath?”
“Yeah, sure.” His hold on me relaxed. “Wait. Were you worried I might drown in here?”
He tilted his head. “You are smaller, and accidents can happen. Of course I was worried.”
I rolled my eyes. “More ravishing, less worrying.”
That made my bagu grin. “As you wish. Come here.” Inkiri easily reeled me in.
Before I knew it, he had me pressed up against him. His mouth found my neck, and he began to lick me like he hadn’t tasted me in ages. I melted against him, so ready and willing to let go and let Inkiri have his way with me.
“Mine,” he mumbled against the skin of my throat as I reached up to run my fingers along the length of his right horn.
Inkiri lifted me into his arms once more, and I circled his waist with my legs. His rough tongue was already driving me crazy, but now, the way I was spread and within easy reach, he could caress between my butt cheeks and get me ready for him. That was exactly what he did.
“Oh, fuuuudge,” I ground out as soon as he started playing with my hole, pressing against it without ever quite breaching.
He nipped my skin, and I gripped one of his horns while I held on to him with my other arm. That didn’t give me much leverage, but I still tried to use it to meet his teasing fingers with my hips.
Inkiri chuckled. “You’re greedy, Sadir.”
I shivered. He had me there, and while I was trying to find friction, to get more of his fingers than he was giving me, he had the better angle and could easily control me. He took full advantage of that.
“You know I can’t get any harder than this, right?” I panted against him, the sounds echoing in the humid room. “I mean, I don’t think I can. I feel pretty hard already. Like, it’s ten out of ten on the hardness scale.”
He chuckled. “There’s no need to rush, Sadir.” Then he pushed his finger into me finally, and I gasped. “But maybe no need to keep you waiting any longer either. I just want tonight to last, sweet thing, that’s all. I want as much of your pleasure as I can get.”
The way he was stretching me made it very clear that I wasn’t going to last. At all. And I felt so bad about the fact that I never seemed to be able to last long with him, but that was all my mate’s fault. He was too good at handling a human’s anatomy.
I arched my back until I was cock to chest with Inkiri, all my muscles tense, mewling, head spinning. The warm water lapped against me. I’d squirmed so much that I heard him click with amusement just before he leaned down and licked my right nipple. I clenched around his fingers and shivered despite the warmth of the water.
“Please, now. Please.” I didn’t get what I was asking for, instead I felt Inkiri scissor his fingers and work me open farther.
“Sweet thing, you whimper like you are ready when you aren’t. You need to be patient. I don’t want to hurt you. Think of the Earth saying: all good things come to those who wait.”
“No, I…I’m ready. I’m fine. I want good things to come inside me. I want you, Ink.” I blinked at him, his beautiful indigo horns backlit, shimmering with droplets of moisture and their own mysterious color. “Please.”
“Just a little more, Sadir. You’re opening so much more readily to me than the first time. That’s good. Your body is beginning to know me.”
His diligence in stretching my ass was the worst. Almost as bad as waiting in your tree costume for the show to finally start so you could waddle onto the stage for the whole play and sway in imaginary wind.
I wasn’t background shrubbery now though. The noises I made weren’t voluntary, they just happened. It was all Inkiri’s fault, and he was doing it on purpose so he could enjoy me almost screaming into the heated air.
He was ever so careful and ever so aware of all the best places inside of me to stimulate. He worked my prostate, rubbing and circling that spot within me. It was a delicious feeling I wanted to sink into.
When he finally pulled his fingers free, I sagged against his chest, and his clicks were low, dark rumblings in the dim, flickering light. Inkiri dragged me through the water to the edge of the pool, the very back of it. Once we were there, he lifted me up and out of the water until I was on my back, only my calves and feet still submerged.
There was a gap in the ceiling above me, probably so the steam had a way to escape, and through it I saw the glittering night sky, with constellations whose names I couldn’t begin to guess and two of the moons twinkling down at me. I smiled.
“Sadir,” my mate said. “You want me?”
