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“Faster,” she panted, hips writhing.

I moaned, the slick sound of my fingers fucking her making me a little lightheaded with lust. My dick was achingly hard— probably getting pre-cum all over the floor and the front of the couch. A necessary casualty. I’d just get it reupholstered if I couldn’t get the cum stains out.

God, she was so wet. I generally preferred staying in my humanoid form, but some primitive part of me was itching to shift into my true demiurgus form so I could rub my snout all over her. Bathe myself in her scent. Lap at her pussy with my even bigger, longer tongue. Keep her thighs pinned open wide with my even bigger hands. Witness the delighted shock in her eyes as she saw my even bigger cock…

“I’m—” Anita’s hips were bucking now, sliding her clit over my tongue. “I’m c-coming—”

I sucked her clit into my mouth with a groan, relentlessly stroking her g-spot as she tightened up around my fingers. Her clit throbbed against my tongue as she cried out, hips jerking and fingers clawing at my hair. I didn’t stop until she was twitching, and only then did I slide my fingers free and replace them with my tongue.

She let out a breathless moan, fingers gentling in my hair. I pulled my tongue free and lapped at her hungrily, wondering if I should attempt to make her come again now or wait a while. I didn’t want her leaving too quickly.

“Nuni.”

She urged my head up, and I knew my gaze was a little wild as I looked up at her. My dick was throbbing, painfully hard, and I couldn’t stop myself from reaching down and fisting it, my fingers still wet from her. I grunted, the claws on my free hand digging into the couch cushion beside her.

She stared at my cock, raking her teeth over her lower lip, before lifting her gaze to mine.

A tiny smirk tilted her mouth. Her voice was low and husky as she asked, “Want to put the tip inside me?”

Holy fuck. I had to strangle the base of my cock to keep from coming. My eyes shot down to her pussy. To the little dip of her opening.

I would literally sell all my worldly possessions just to put the tip inside her.

Head pounding with lust, I licked my lips and croaked, “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You won’t,” she purred, shifting her ass to the very edge of the couch. One long leg settled over my shoulder, while my free hand automatically shot up to keep the other spread and suspended in the air. “You’ll just have to be careful.”

“Yeah,” I croaked. “I can do that. Totally. I can…”

I was kind of floored by the trust she was putting in me. I could easily—unintentionally, of course—hurt her very, very badly if I was careless.

So I could absolutely not be careless.

“Are you sure?” I asked hoarsely before moving an inch.

She smiled at me, softer than she ever had before. My chest ached. “Yes. I know you’ll be careful. And I’m negative…”

“Me too.” I swallowed and stared at her for a few seconds, before my gaze drifted back down to her cunt. Want squeezed my belly, made my cock throb in my unmoving fist. “Fuck. Okay. I’ll be careful, I promise.”

Leaning up on my knees, I shuffled closer as I wrapped my hand around my cock, just beneath the head, to cover all the barbs. I couldn’t tear my eyes away as I brought the tip to her pussy, shuddering with pleasure. God, she was so hot and wet. I stroked the tip over her clit, down to her opening, and let out a strangled sound when it felt like she was trying to suck me in.

Squeezing my hand tight around my dick, I slowly fed the tip inside her.

“F-fuck,” I choked out as she clenched around me. Holy shit. I couldn’t believe she was letting me do this.

Anita moaned, sliding a hand down her front to stroke a fingertip lightly over her clit. “Stroke your dick.”

I didn’t move. “I’ll come.”

She huffed. “That’s the idea, Nuni.”

My eyes shot up to hers. She gave me a wicked grin, sliding her hand lower to stroke the tight ring of my fingers strangling my cock.

“Want to come inside me?” she asked in a low, throaty voice.

“Jesus Christ, yes,” I choked out. Apparently there was a grunty, knuckle-dragging caveman somewhere inside me, because now it was the only thing I could think about. Primitive thoughts about filling Anita with my cum, seeing it drip out of her, plugging my fingers inside her to make sure it stayed there.

My cock pulsed in my fist. Unable to stop myself, I gave it a long stroke, holding my hips perfectly still when all they wanted to do was slam forward and bury my length inside her. Claws digging into her leg, I jacked my dick faster and faster, eyes glued to the head buried inside her.