Page 110 of Aryn

“Yeah,” he breathes.

I take his hand and guide it to my cock. “You can touch me now.”

He wraps his fingers around me, stroking slowly while he explores my body. His breath catches when he feels the differences between us. My cock isn’t as thick as his, and smooth tendrils circle the head. They’re soft for now, but already twitching with interest. He toys with them, dragging his thumb along the sensitive spot where they connect.

“What are those?”

I rock my hips forward, eyes fluttering at the glide of his hand. “They join us.”

“Join?” he repeats, voice rough.

“They’re made for breeding, kitten. When I’m inside you, my body won’t want to leave.” I roll my hips forward again, thrusting through the cage of his fingers. “They’re soft now, but when I come, they’ll stiffen and lock us together.”

He moans softly, his hard cock sliding between the cleft of my ass as I grind against him. “Will I… will it…”

“I would never hurt you,” I assure him softly. “You’ll feel it, though. Feel my claim on you.”

“How long will we be like that?” he breathes.

“Until I’m ready to let you go.”

Cato groans and thrusts his hips against me, his cock pressing against my hole. I wonder if the sloshing water hides how wet I am, or if he can feel how much I want him.

“You’re picturing it now, aren’t you?” I ask. “How full of me you’ll be. How you’ll fight to keep me inside because you love being marked.”

“Yeah,” he admits on a groan. “Fuck.”

“Do you want that, kitten?”

He nods, eyes so open and trusting on mine. “Yeah. I want it. Want you… want all of it.”

“Good boy. Do you remember what I told you a few days ago?”

“Which part?”

A soft chuckle leaves me. “That I wouldn’t mind you being rough with me.”

“Fuck, how could I forget?”

I lean forward and press one pierced nipple against his lips. “Don’t be afraid to hurt me. I’ll tell you if it’s too much.”

He draws the sensitive bud into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the metal. It’s gentle, but it sends sparks of pleasure racing down my spine. I moan softly, rocking my hips so my cock glides against his stomach.

“More,” I beg.

He sucks harder, then scrapes me with his teeth. I fall into the sensation, cradling his head and holding him there as my tail slips beneath the water. Cato jolts when the tip teases his thighs, wide eyes lifting to mine.

“Spread for me, love. Let me in.”

His face melts into something helplessly obedient as he shifts and spreads his knees. My tail moves higher, sliding between his thighs until it circles his rim. His lips fall open on a soft gasp, his body clenching at the touch. I wait until his eyes meet mine again, then lean in until we’re face to face.

“I’m going to fuck you now,” I murmur with a soft kiss. “Is that what you want?” He nods frantically, but I stay still. “Words, Cato.”

“Yes,” he whispers, voice trembling. “Please. Fuck me. I need you.”

I press another kiss to his lips, holding his eyes as I reach between us and press his cock against my hole. “You’re beautiful when you beg.”

I sink down onto him, my mouth falling open with the stretch. It pulls a low, shuddering moan from my throat as I take him inch by inch, savoring the fullness after so long without intimacy. When he’s buried inside me, I pause, breathing through the overwhelming sensation of being connected to him like this.