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I place a kiss on each of his back dimples, then nibble his ass cheek while using two firm hands to spread him open. His hole is furled and pink with a dash of hair around it. My mouth waters at the sight and as I dip down and lick a stripe over the sensitive area, I take in a deep breath, savouring the notes of my human’s most intimate parts.

Caspian gasps, his body trembling under my ministrations. I run my tongue over the spot again and again until he’s writhing on the bed; the word please falling repeatedly from his lips.

When I finally sit back on my knees, my beard is damp with spit and there’s a thin sheen of sweat over Caspian’s back. My cock is leaking, thick slippery pre cum sliding down my hard shaft. I rub it from base to tip, a groan passing my lips as I tease the sensitive area beneath the head.

Caspian sits up abruptly, throwing himself towards his bedside drawer, bumping his lamp onto the floor as he fumbles around.

“What are you searching for?”

“Condoms. Lube.”

He rolls onto his back, a leg on either side of me, and then offers me both items. I take the blue and white tube, then reach out for the little foiled packet. Caspian holds onto it when I try to take it from him and I raise a brow in question.

“I’ve been tested and everything was negative. It was a long time ago but I haven’t been with anyone since, so we could leave it. Depending on you?”

I nod. As a monster, there’s nothing that I can pass to him, and I don’t think I can get him pregnant. I have heard of it happening between monsters and humans, but usually when they’re mates. And as much as Caspian is mine, my species doesn’t have fated mates.

That I know of.

“Good. Okay.” He lies back, his hand working slowly over his swollen cock. Without a word, I blanket him with my body, feeling his heat bleeding into my chest, his heart beating rapidly next to mine as I hover my lips over his. Eyes locked, I suck one finger into my mouth, then slide it between us, bringing it to his hole. He mewls when I tap his entrance, pressing one digit in past the tight ring of muscle.

I watch his face closely. His brows pull together and his mouth falls open, his eyes never leaving mine. I push in deeper and he bites his lip, subtly moving his hips, rubbing his leaking cock against my stomach.

“That’s it. Good boy.”

His eyes flutter closed and I kiss them – each lid and then his nose, his cheeks and his chin. Then I continue dropping chaste, open-mouthed kisses along his stubbled jawline, his throat and his collarbone, moving slowly south to each nipple while working my finger in and out of his body.

Caspian moans when I pull out, but I work quickly to apply lube to two digits before pressing them inside him again, working him open. His channel is tight and hot, squeezing me as I work deeper, then pull out again to tease his rim. He gasps when I go all the way in, the tips of my fingers brushing a soft spongy spot inside him. His cock leaks onto his belly and I have no choice but to lick up the sweet and salty offering.

“So good, Sir.” He rotates his hips, fucking himself on my fingers.

In one swift move, I remove my hand, then grab Caspian’s legs and push them apart, slotting myself between them. I coat myself in lube, then take a deep breath, keeping one hand on his thigh and the other at the base of my cock as I slide inside his body.

Caspian’s lips part, a breath catching as he exhales, and I dip forward and slant my mouth over his, swallowing the moan as I bottom out inside him. A wave of sensation passes over me. It’s much like the one I get when I shift – muscles tensing and relaxing simultaneously, blood heating and electricity pulsing in my veins.

The pleasure is surreal. Warm, tight heat that sucks me in like this is where I belong. Caspian leans into the kiss, his hand coming to settle on my upper back seconds before his nails dig into my skin. I smile, pulling out to the tip and then thrusting back in.

Breaking the kiss, I look into his deep brown eyes.

“Such a good boy for me, my sweet Caspian. Do you want more?”

He nods, and I pull out and push in again, deep as I can possibly go until my pelvis is flush with his. My hands map the planes of his body as he holds onto me with one hand while fisting the sheet with the other. I touch him everywhere I can reach while moving slowly in and out of him, building up momentum as he gasps and moans, filling the room with the sweetest noises. His stomach contracts under my palms, and his skin breaks out in tiny goosebumps when I rake my nails down his arms.

“Kiss me,” he rasps, head lifting off the pillow to chase my lips. I meet him halfway, my tongue invading his mouth, controlling him, devouring him. I kiss him as hard as I fuck him. With all of me – heart, body and soul. Pleasure thrums in my veins and my cock throbs where my knot would grow. I close my eyes, willing it to stay away, even if every part of me wants nothing more than to breed Caspian.

His scent invades me, his taste filling my mouth. His body wraps me tightly – squeezing my cock as his legs hook around my lower back and both his hands root in my hair. He is everywhere and still I cannot get enough.

I bite his lip and he groans, so I do it again before nuzzling his head to the side and kissing his neck and my favourite spot beneath his ear.

“Yes,” he moans as I thrust into him with abandon, his body tensing and flexing around my cock.

“Touch yourself,” I order against his sweat-slicked skin. He releases one hand from my hair and slides it between us, grunting when I slam into him at the same time as he wraps his palm around his length.

“You smell so good.” I lick his neck. “You taste even better.” Caspian turns his head further to the side, his heart racing in his chest, his hand working frantically between us.

“Close,” he moans.

The long line of his neck is so inviting. Fair skin stretched taut, his pulse beating visibly beneath. I bite him. Not hard, but enough for a breath to catch in his throat. My body coils tight as I move inside him until pleasure is lighting me up like a bonfire.