Page 30 of Monster Married
I looked away from the darkness and back at Inkiri. He was between my legs, kneeling on a step in the water, his cock glistening and ready.
“Yes, I want you.” I reached for him, and he took my hand and braided our fingers together.
I moaned up at the sky when I felt his bulbous tip press inside me. He worked his length into me slowly, stopping time and again for one or two shallow thrusts so I could adjust and relax around him. It helped his cock lubricate me, but more than that, it was delicious, slow-paced torture.
When I felt our bodies connect at last, I let out a trembling sigh and looked at Inkiri.
He rocked his hips. “Yes, you’re doing so well, Sadir. Just like that. Take all of me.” He thrust, and I screamed. “Yes. Let the world hear your pleasure, sweet thing. All the worlds.”
And just like that, Inkiri seemed to reach the point where slow and careful was no longer an option for him either. Finally, finally he started to pick up the pace, thrusting in and out, the friction eased by his juices.
Heat gathered first at my spine, only to flow down and pool in my abdomen. My balls tightened. I was still new to this, to how it felt to have sex like this, but I knew enough to sense when my orgasm was near.
I opened my mouth to let Inkiri know, but instead of words, what came out was a string of keening moans and low screams. My eyelids fluttered, but I wanted to see him when I came. I wanted to watch when he came too.
After one particularly hard thrust, Inkiri took my aching cock in his free hand. He didn’t do much more than run his thumb along the slit before I came in his hand, just like that. My own cum shot all over my chest, and the noises Inkiri made were so effing hot, so pleased—clicking, his purr-growl—that it made me wish I could come again, just for him, right then and there.
I was shivering all over, feeling my muscles contract from the last waves of my orgasm, when I looked into Inkiri’s eyes again and watched as he came too. He thrust hard a few times until our bodies were close, and then I felt it—heat releasing inside of me, flooding into me. He put a hand on my chest to keep me where I was, not that I could’ve moved in my current state.
I watched as he filled me. His orgasm felt like it lasted much longer than it had earlier this morning, and I kind of liked that. When he let go of my hand to hold me in place by my legs, I knew he was about to barb me again.
I was too spent, too ridiculously happy and in love to be bothered by the slight pain of it, and I submitted to the feeling as well as his soothing clicking.
“Rory, my sweet thing, look at me,” Inkiri said when I felt his barbed cock settle inside of me, connecting us.
I glanced down, somewhat out of it but very happy about how the night had gone. “Hmm?”
“Keep your legs around my waist. Relax.”
He worked his hand under my back and easily lifted me off the stones until I was vertical, pressed against his chest. His barb pinched with the movement, but I was far from complaining, especially when he eased back into the pool and sat on the uppermost step, which I realized was actually a bench, exactly the right height for sitting if you were a grown bagu.
The warm water surrounded me, soothing me and allowing my muscles to relax. Inkiri’s arms holding me were doing much the same.
“Sadir, are you happy?”
I leaned my head against his shoulder, eyelids at half-mast. “The happiest, Ink.”
I decided then that a wedding night spent in a bed rather than a pool was a waste of a perfectly good wedding night. With that revelation, I dozed off, my mate’s barb still inside me.
Chapter 9
Inkiri carried me back to our room. I was half-asleep, and he kept making all the best clicking noises, so I knew there was no reason to be fully awake.
I dozed off again with him cuddling next to me on the floor bedding, keeping me warm in his arms. His clicks faded when he drifted off as well.
I came to probably a few hours later, but it wasn’t the next morning. It was still dark out, and Inkiri was fast asleep, spooning me. All was well, basically, except I needed to pee.
I wiggled out of his arms as carefully as I could, and he didn’t so much as stir. I smiled at the sound of his deep, even breaths. Worrying about me all this time had to have taken its toll on him, even if he wasn’t one to show it much. He definitely deserved to rest.
I rolled off the bed and got to my feet. The faint outline of the windows was all I could see, so I felt around the room by touch and memory. I was super proud of myself for making it into the bathroom, and when I slid the door shut behind me, I actually found a light switch in there. This place was really great.
The light was milky, but it was still too bright for my drowsy state. I got my business done, hit the switch again, then headed back to the main room.
By the time I got there, I didn’t feel like lying down again. Maybe I’d slept too much, or maybe there was some kind of jetlag happening between here and Earth.
Whatever the case, I decided I’d go and get some fresh air. I felt for the basket of clothes and found it with my big toe in the kind of slapstick way that made me glad it was dark in the room and my monster with night vision much better than my own was still breathing slowly and steadily with sleep.
I tried to find the right clothes, but it was difficult in the dark. I ended up with Inkiri’s, going by the length of the sleeves. It was his shirt, which easily reached to my knees, but it would have to do. So attired, I felt my way to the sliding door that led outside.
