Chapter 86: Gentle Mating (18+)
He kneaded her breast, his thumb circling her nipple until it stiffened and ached against his skin. The sensitivity of her breasts had increased with the pregnancy, and every press of his thumb sent sharp, tingling pulses radiating outward through her chest and down to the growing heat between her legs.
His mouth followed his hand, lips closing over the peak with a tenderness that made her whimper.
His tongue traced slow circles, and the deep, rumbling purr that started in his chest vibrated through her breast, and that low, constant hum made her thighs clench together.
"Ermin..."
He switched to the other one, giving it the same slow, devastating attention. His tongue flicked across the stiffened nipple, then his lips closed and sucked gently, and Tera’s fingers flew to his hair, threading through the damp pink strands.
When her nails grazed the base of his ear, his whole body shuddered. The purring deepened into something rougher, and his hips ground against her thigh involuntarily, pressing the hard, thick length of his cock against her skin.
Tera gasped at the sudden contact that made her pussy clench with a hollow, desperate ache.
Even if he was gentle, he was still teasing her.
His hand trailed down her body, over the curve of her waist, and across the gentle swell of her belly, where his fingers paused.
His palm splayed wide across the slight bump, and his thumb traced a slow arc over her skin, as if feeling for the lives growing beneath.
The gesture was so strangely tender that it sent a shudder through her while also making her chest tight at the same time.
Her pulse jumped when his hand continued lower.
He untied her lower wrap with careful fingers, drawing it away from her body. The cool air kissed her bare skin, and she shivered.
Ermin’s palm slid up her inner thigh, and Tera’s legs parted for him without thought. The anticipation was almost unbearable. She could feel her own wetness, the slick heat that had been building since she first saw the outline of him through his loincloth.
When his fingers finally found her, they both made a sound.
Tera gasped, and Ermin groaned softly against her breast.
She was drenched. His fingers slid through her folds with no resistance at all, gliding through the slickness with an exploratory touch.
Did he learn that from Xavi?
"You’re so wet," he breathed against her skin.
A single finger slid inside her the same time his tail brushed across her stomach. Tera’s back arched off the moss as the different tingling sensations coursed through her body.
He added a second finger, curling them upward while his thumb found her clit and pressed in slow, firm circles.
Tera moaned as waves of heat rippled through her body. Her toes curled, her thighs trembled, and she could feel the orgasm already building towards a peak that weeks of denial had made impossibly steep.
Ermin withdrew his fingers, and her hips chased his hand, trying to maintain the contact only for something firmer to replace the sensation.
A jolt of surprise shot up her spine.
She had not even noticed when he had taken off his loincloth.
Ermin looked at her.
His eyes were dark and full of desire and care at the same time.
Ermin slid in, and Tera’s mouth fell open in a silent gasp. The sensation was amplified somehow, whether from the weeks of denial or the pregnancy heightening her sensitivity, every nerve ending between her legs lit up as if electrified.
By the time he was fully settled, Tera’s hands were gripping his shoulders hard enough to leave marks. The fullness sent a radiating warmth through her entire lower body.
Ermin’s forehead dropped to hers. She could feel his entire body trembling with restraint. His breath came in short, strained pants that brushed her lips.
"Tera..."
He started to move.
Those slow strokes pressed him to her limit before withdrawing almost completely. And every slow push drew a soft, helpless sound from her lips. Each withdrawal also left an emptiness that made her clutch at him, pulling him back. The rhythm was hypnotic, the steady, rolling pace of waves against a shore, and it was building something inside her that felt enormous.
His tail curled against her stomach.
"More," she whispered.
He gave her more. Not faster, but deeper. Rolling his hips in a way that ground the base of his cock against her swollen clit with every downward stroke and pressed that spot inside her that made her body squirm.
Tera wrapped her legs around him, pulling him closer, and when he pushed deeper, she moaned.
Ermin groaned, his composure cracking as he leaned closer.
He kissed her deeply as he thrust, and his tail wandered.
It slid down to tighten around her calf before sliding higher, the furred tip tracing the sensitive skin behind her knee, then along her outer thigh. Each light brush of fur against her skin sent electric shocks skittering across her nerve endings, layering sensation on top of sensation until she couldn’t tell where she was.
Rain drummed steadily on the silk leaves above them, creating a soothing melody that added to the gentle mating.
His next thrust came harder than the rest, breaking his careful rhythm.
"Sorry—" he started.
"Do that again," Tera whined.
He did, and his careful restraint began to crack even further as their bodies demanded more from each other. But even as the pace quickened, it never became frantic.
The molten pressure in her core grew until it pressed against every wall inside her. Then it burst.
Tera’s hold on Ermin tightened as she came, light, tickling tremors rocking through her and making her heart spasm.
It went on and on, cresting and retreating as his steady thrusts carried her through each wave without letting her come down.
Ermin followed moments later. His hips pressed flush against hers, burying himself as deep as her body would allow, and she felt the hot pulse of him releasing inside her. His whole body trembled, his muscles locking tight as a satisfied purr left him.
Ermin sighed, laying down beside her and pulling her close to him. His cock still twitched inside her from the aftershocks as he breathed against her neck.
The rain continued its steady rhythm on the silk leaves above them. The light was grey and soft, and the air smelled of wet earth and crushed moss and the warm, intimate scent of two bodies pressed together.
Puff Dumpling snored softly three feet away, one moustache puff pressed flat against the ground, completely oblivious to the world.
After a long, quiet moment, Ermin’s hand shifted on her belly. His thumb traced a slow arc across the skin, gentle and wondering.
"Was that... alright?" he asked quietly. "For the cub?"
Tera smiled, nuzzling further against Ermin, her body feeling light and satisfied.
"The cub is fine, Ermin."
He nodded, but his hand didn’t move from her stomach. Her heart fluttered as she felt his smile against her neck.
He pulled her even closer, his tail shifting to join his hand at her stomach. The contact slightly tickled her, and she let out a small laugh that Ermin found cute.
"I am glad."