Berries and Greed

His cock looked painfully stiff, leaking all over his stomach as it jerked with the movement of my thrusting hips. I wanted to tilt it up off his belly and suck on the tip, but I was thrusting too fast to let go of his legs and unwilling to stop.

“Oh fuck.” Greid’s eyes popped open as he started to shake. “F-Fuck, Beryl. I-I’m—”

He let go of one of his legs to fist the sheets. It fell heavily against my shoulder, his heel knocking into my back. I moaned, gripping it tight, and kissed the inside of his knee, watching avidly as his body wound tighter and tighter and he twisted the sheet in his grip.

His head craned back, eyes scrunching closed and mouth falling open with a hoarse sound as his hips jerked and cum started to shoot from his cock. It pooled on his chest and in the hollow of his throat, the dark fluid’s oil-slick sheen shimmering in the light.

I could see his stomach clenching with every heavy spurt, his tail lashing frantically over the bed beneath my thrusting hips. He shook wildly, tiny, breathless moans leaving him.

Sliding my hand down his quaking thigh, I kissed his knee again and crooned, “Good boy.”

That, amazingly, was enough to make Greid come again. He cried out, back arching as several more spurts decorated his dark skin. Once his body sagged, he released his tight-knuckled grip on the sheets to clutch desperately at my hip, fingers digging into soft skin and tough straps.

“B-Beryl.” Yellow eyes gazed desperately into mine, hazy with pleasure. He shuddered as I delivered one more firm thrust, cock twitching over his belly. “Can I… I want to—Please.”

I knew what he was asking for. Carefully sliding free—which made him moan and tremble again—I hurriedly loosened the harness and shoved it down my shaky legs. I could feel how unbelievably wet I was, and my heart was pounding fast as I clambered gracelessly up Greid’s wrung-out body to straddle his face.

He moaned, immediately sliding his long fingers up my thighs and gripping my hips tight. The moment I lowered myself and my pussy met his eager mouth, I shuddered and fisted his hair.

Greid’s long tongue licked feverishly through the folds of my cunt before he latched onto my clit and started to suck. The vibration from his constant groans made my hips twitch with pleasure. I was moaning with every panting breath, head tipping back as my hips started to rock.

Greid shuddered as an aftershock wracked his frame, hips shifting behind me on the bed. With a pleading sound, he held his tongue in place so I could slide my clit over it, riding his mouth faster and faster as I panted up at the ceiling.

“F-Fuck, Greid.” Loosening my grip in his hair, I petted the silky black strands. “It f-feels so good. You’re doing so good.”

He moaned desperately beneath me, tongue curling to get deeper before he gave my clit a wet, sucking kiss. I cried out as my hips snapped forward. He wrapped his long arms around my thighs, but didn’t try to control my movements as I practically humped his mouth, hips thrusting wildly to increase the tug of the wet suction on my clit.

Heat gathered in my core, making my thighs shake. I couldn’t suck in a full breath, my chest heaving and my skin hot as tingles raced out from my clit and made my pussy throb.

“Don’t stop,” I panted, grabbing the headboard with my free hand. “You’re so… I’m coming. I’m—”

A hoarse cry left me as my hips spasmed and unimaginable pleasure exploded across my whole body. My clit pulsed against Greid’s lips and tongue, and he let out a guttural groan as he licked frantically until I went limp and sagged on top of him.

His tongue softened as I gasped for breath, but he kept lapping until oversensitivity made me hiss with a chuckle. My legs trembled wildly as I lifted myself off his face and sat back on my heels beside him. His mouth and chin were shiny, and he looked utterly blissed out as he shivered and dragged his fingertips through the release pooled on his chest.

Cupping his cheek, I leaned down to give him a long kiss, not caring about the wetness coating his face. He sighed into my mouth, tongue gliding softly against mine.

After pulling back, I smoothed my thumb over his sharp cheekbone. “That was amazing, Greid. You did so good.”

His yellow eyes lit up from the praise, making my chest ache. How could anyone not appreciate how wonderful and sweet he was? They were all fucking idiots, especially Agma. I kissed him again, then shifted onto my side so I could wrap my arms around his head and pull him into my chest.

“Beryl.” He buried his face between my breasts, a long arm curling around me and a knee pushing between my calves. After kissing the top of his head, I kept my nose there to breathe in the scent of his sweat-damp hair.

“You were perfect,” I murmured, and felt him shiver against me before he burrowed even closer. “You’re perfect, Greid,” I added quietly.

Because he was.

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Chapter Forty-Six

Beryl