on the neck. “I am better than I ever have been, for this is the day I finally got to pleasure my queen.”
“You aren’t finished yet. You realize that, don’t you?”
“If my queen wishes more it would be my honor to give it.” I am thrilled that she wishes more pleasure from me. I begin to lift her to my mouth again, but she yanks on one horn. “You’re going the wrong way. I want to go down not up.”
I freeze in place. “There is nothing there for a lovely queen such as yourself tonight.”
Placing one leg against the side of my body, she kicks out of my arms. “What did you just tell me?” Standing there wearing only her lovely boots with her hands on her hips and her hairs flailing about her head, my queen is both fierce and beautiful.
“Clearly, my mouth gives pleasure. My tail does as well. My cock will take some working up to. You may choose me for your mate in spite of my ugly cock, but perhaps we could wait…”
“That’s not going to work for me.” Motioning to my cock, she sighs. “Let’s have a look at what you’re packing, cause it can’t be all that weird.”
Even as my hands go to my uniform, I protest. “There is no need to attend to my cock right now.” I’m ridiculously large and she is by comparison small. Being exposed to my worst feature will do nothing to endear me to my queen this night. If only I had been given time to prepare her, seeing me would not seem like such a chore. It grieves me that everything was going so well and now all my efforts have been ruined.
When I shove my pants down my thighs, she motions for me to remove them entirely. I suppose if she is naked, I should be as well. It is only fair, after all. What is not fair is that my queen is so breathtakingly beautiful and I am not. I must kick off my boots in order to remove my pants, but I manage it with relative ease.
When I look up to catch her eye, I cannot for she is too busy staring at my cock. Her head tilts to one side as if she is considering something of importance. I hope she is trying to think of a reason to keep me at her side. “Okay, you’re huge. There’s no getting around that, but I want it anyway.”
My wings drop open at that declaration, for it is not what I expected to hear. My bold queen stalks up to me and pushes me back into one of the chairs. The next moment she is back in my lap, only when she kisses me this time we are skin to skin. She presses her open pussy against my cock and rubs back and forth, coating me in her arousal. It feels as though all the air has been sucked from the room, and all I can hear is the sound of a great ocean with the waves crashing upon the shore.
With every glide of her soft, sleek folds over my cock, I come closer to spewing all over my generous queen. Though she does not take me into her body, she apparently does not need to in order to give me unimaginable pleasure. Something about a queen tending to my needs shatters my soul and brings it back together again whole and strong.
She whispers in my ear all the things I most wish to hear. She says that I belong to her and that every part of me is perfect. Shockingly, she talks of licking and sucking my cock until I come. It is that along with her increasingly jerky movements that trigger my seed to spill. My queen is not angry about this. She rubs her folds through my seed and uses it to claim another release for herself. I like that she takes what she needs from me far too much.
When it is all over, I can scarcely believe I survived it without internally combusting. I may be a huge, old and battle worn warrior with an ugly cock, but my queen loves me still. I am certain this is true because it is one of the things she whispered to me in the heat of passion.
Bringing my arms up around her, I hold her tight, even as my wings close around us. For a long time there is only the two of