Darklings (part 2)
Merrick watched while his best piece was under the intense scrutiny of a female that looked as likely to bite it off than to do anything else with it. She sniffed, poking her cute black nose against his head, which made him twitch in equal parts of pleasure and agitation.
Soft growls emanated from both his sides, where the girls rubbing themselves to his hands were disappointed at the lack of stimulation. He quickly began to wiggle his fingers and their voices became content once more. The darkling girl between his thighs decided to give him another lick and this time she ran her tongue all the way from his balls up to the tip, tilting her head and giving a seductive yelp as she reached his head and took it into her cute short muzzle.
Her eyes met his as she seemed to seek for confirmation. Yes I like it, he thought, and she seemed to understand, because the edges of her mouth turned upwards and she gave another, more joyful, yelp. The next few minutes were spent by having his glans sucked and caressed by the muzzle and tongue of a content young female, while his hands were busy between the legs of the other two.
His oral lover was just deciding that she wanted more and withdrew her lips with a final smacking sound, when the girl left of him gasped and shuddered, burrying her face in his arm and mewling in quiet rapture. Then the other reached her orgasm and yowled with pleasure, showing her enjoyment far more vocally, while she as well burrowed under his armpit, her velvety ears twitching violently against his shirt.
Merrick felt a tucking on his jeans and soon they were coming off, pulled down slowly but inexorably by the girl who was now kneeling on the ground before him. He could see her hands and body trembling. Surely, she had seen her fellow females reach their peaks and felt a little left out, even though she had been the first to get a taste of him. Now she would make up for it by being the first to be claimed as his mate.
There was a hint of anxiety in her eyes, when she reached up and gingerly tugged on his boxers. She looked so vulnerable, as if a single stern word or sign of rejection would crush her. He gave her a smile instead and carefully petted her head and face. She closed her eyes and leaned into the touch, breathing open-mouthed, slowly getting more self-assured.
The girls on both sides of him had subsided into the afterglow of their orgasms, so he thought it safe enough to gently lay them down on the cushions. He got off the couch with slow, purposeful movements and soon joined the female on the floor. She seemed unsure what to do, until nature reached a decision for her. She began to turn around on all fours, wanting to present herself to him for sex.
A thought occurred to him. Giving her a kindly smile and a reassuring nod, he quickly got off the ground and fetched a small package from the nearby table. When he returned she looked puzzled, even a little hurt, but this was important, he had decided. Opening the box he took out the brass link collar and, as he held it up, it caught the moonlight and its sparkle seemed to reflect in her large eyes.
She appeared to be completely captivated by it and looked surprised, but not displeased, as he slowly moved it closer until finally affixing it around her neck. It fit her perfectly. On her slender and shapely body, it was a perfect emphasis of her feminine beauty. He brought his face within a few inches of hers before whispering:
"Now you are really mine, sweetie."
Then he kissed her. She didn't shy back from him for even a second. Instead she tilted her head in the same cute way she had used on his lower part before and opened her mouth to reveal her small pink tongue. He opened his mouth as well and their lips joined, each exploring the other's insides with vigor.
She was the one to break the kiss and carefull push him away. The expression on her face was joyful though. There was a hint of solemn determination in her gaze as well as she, once more, got down on all fours and turned to present herself to him. Her eyes never left his and there was no more doubt in them. She would give herself to him and he would take her. It was natural, it was right and it was going to happen right now.
Now it was his time to feel nervous. He stared at the exposed pinkness between her legs. It seemed to exude a flowery aroma, that made him want her so much, it was scary. Her crotch was covered in very short fur that did little to cover anything. Rather, it seemed to stress the fact that this part should be as accessibly to him as possible, the fact that he was wanted there.
He did not have to tease her. There were already several pearly drops of fluids running down from her vagina. On the floor below a puddle was forming. Just to make sure everything would be perfect, he jerked himself a few times before finally crouching over her and lining himself up with her inviting pussy.
Penetration was both hard and easy, allowing for a slow but steady progress into the young female's pulsing depths. Darkling girls are tight, but they don't have a hymen. After a few grunts, his lover had adjusted to the new sensation and her eyes were asking for more, much more. He pulled out slightly, then thrust back in, trying not to cum immediately from the amount of pleasure he felt.
She did not try to press back against him. Instead she remained perfectly still, letting him have her just the way he wanted, maybe knowing on an instinctual basis that this would make him speed up faster. He grunted as his thrusts became frantic, her flesh rubbing and sucking his penis just right. She began to yip with every push and quickly got out of breath, her cute muzzle opening and her eyes closed as she bent back her head in concentration.
Merrick was beyond thought at this point. His whole world consisted of the warm wet flesh of his female and the velvety fur brushing against his abdomen. This was surely heaven on earth and it was all his! Nearing orgasm, he began to moan loudly every time he pushed and the force of his strikes almost toppled his partner.
When he could go on no more, he thrust into her one more time, this time flattening her to the ground underneath him, and released his load into her womb. She squealed loudly, from pleasure not pain, as her pussy began to milk him for every last drop of his sticky seed. He clung to her back with both arms like a drowning man to a piece of driftwood, all the while his glans continued to pump rope after rope of cum into her quivering sex.
When the ecstasy finally subsided, his sides and lungs were burning from the strain and lack of air. He collapsed, still holding his partner close and drifted into a sleep-like state. Just before the darkness claimed him, he heard her whisper softly:
"Mine."
Wow, part 1 got a fav so quickly - that definitely motivated me to write a little more. I hope you like it. Next will be the naming of the girls and how their life together starts. See you!