Tears ran down my cheeks.
Of course Farr’vye loved me. He’d already proven it a hundred times over.
“I’m dumb,” I stated.
He grinned. “Perhaps a bit slow.”
Finally, I said the correct words back: “I love you, too. By the way. Just in case you couldn’t tell.”
“I could tell,” Farr’vye agreed, his eyes sparkling like embers. “But it warms my heart to hear it from your lips.”
We stared at each other for a moment, basking in the glow of our mutual “I love you”s. Then I felt his cock twitch inside me, and I remembered we’d been in the middle of something before the schmoozefest began.
“So, uh. Are we going to keep…?”
“Fucking? Yes.”
Farr’vye withdrew his feelers, then slammed his hips forward. A massive shock wave of pleasure hit me. My vision blurred, and the only sound I could make was a weak, choked-out whimper.
He didn’t stop. My confession must’ve unlocked something in Farr’vye, because he fucked me like a wild animal in rut. It was no longer gentle. My frame was lifted off the ground with each thrust, as if I were a toy meant for his pleasure. But therewas no pain, not even discomfort. I was mindless from arousal. I would’ve easily given up everything to be his hole forever.
Farr’vye’s nostrils flared. He grunted, his tentacles tightening around my ankles as he raised my ass higher off the ground. The pose he’d put me in was downright slutty. My body was limp and pliant, eager to comply with whatever he wanted—and apparently, what he wanted was to fuck me into oblivion.
My moans started out as fully formed curse words and his name but quickly devolved into unintelligible warbles of lust. Farr’vye’s noises were downright animalistic—growls and grunts that sounded out of place coming from the same mouth that spoke so poetically. Our sex sound symphony overpowered everything else. I could no longer hear the rain or even the thunder.
Suddenly, Farr’vye went taut and roared.
A thick, warm liquid flooded my insides. With a mix of awe and mind-numbing arousal, I watched my belly swell with his cum. Farr’vye pulled out halfway during his orgasm. His cock sprang upright, shooting the rest of his honey-like ejaculate across my chest and the floor.
The viscous liquid was warm and heavy as it lay on top of—and inside—my body, as if Farr’vye’s essence were wrapped around mine. It was odd to think of it as comforting, but there was no other word to describe it.
Farr’vye released a shuddering sigh. Releasing his tentacles from my ankles, he used them to brace himself upright. His gaze was fond as he smiled down at me.
“Thank you for allowing me to indulge myself,” he said.
“Thankyoufor fucking me silly.”
He chuckled, stroking my cheek. His hand felt cool compared to the flushed temperature of my face.
“I love you,” he said again.
My heart fluttered. I’d never stop being shocked and delighted to hear him say that.
“I love you, too,” I murmured. I was unaccustomed to saying the words, but I was slowly coming around. It helped that he was easy to talk to. Not just about love, but about all things.
And there were things I hadn’t yet told him because I’d been too much of a coward. Now I was kicking myself for lacking the courage to communicate with the one person who loved me more than anything.
Outside, the rain continued to pour.
“Thank you for saving me from the storm,” I added sheepishly.
Farr’vye’s mouth curved into a wry grin. “I would sayanytime, but I do not want you endangering yourself again. Am I clear?”
I nodded. “I won’t do that again. Promise.”
Farr’vye lay beside me and took me into his arms, pressing me possessively against his chest. My heart swelled. I felt like the most precious thing in existence.
“Wonderful,” he said.