Page 15 of Honey, I'm Home

“Godsdamn, Aster. Tell me how stupid I am for waiting so long to do this.”

Wow. She doesn’t even hesitate. “You’re really fucking stupid; you could have had this years ago. I’m still pissed at you guys, but you feel really fucking good and I’m not letting you out of this room until I’m done with you. Buckle up, buttercup.”

She whips off her top and straddles me properly, pushing things along and making a certain conversation necessary. I can tell she’s getting confused with the way she keeps wiggling her ass over my crotch area and not feeling a distinct hardness that most men would be sporting right about now, and this is always the part I dread when I’m with a new partner. I figured she was too freaked out the other day to see Arbor’s groin. Thank fuck it will be the last time I have to have this particular conversation.

“Um, perhaps we should talk?”

She looks down at me, incredulous. “Now?”

I scoot back so I’m sitting up, keeping her on top of me. “Bee shifters have…different anatomy. Also, I should probably prepare you for what comes…after…”

“After? After what?”

“Bees aren’t very sexually needy creatures, and unfortunately that evolutionary quirk usually translates to their shifter counterparts. We have…hmm. So awkward. My dick is…insidemy body. It takes a lot of blood to uh, er, push it outward? A lot. So, I’m going to enjoy the shit out of this, but the blood I use to push it out will most definitely make me more or less…paralyzed…after a bit.

“But hey, good news is, unlike the actual bees that my ancestors came from, I won’t die after? My dick also doesn’t get ripped off after I use it like actual honeybees. Yeah, so that’s good, right? We’ll get to do this again! Just…it might look a bit…odd for a bit. Tuck me in and let me recover and we’ll be just fine.”

I smile up at her like I just told her I’d bring her groceries inside for her, hoping I didn’t completely ruin the moment and make her want nothing to do with me or my hive mates.

“In…inside?”

“Yes, well, you see—”

“That is so cool! Let me see!”

She tears off my borrowed shorts, and along with them, goes my dignity.

I was worried she’d be offput by my anatomy, but…it seems to be doing good things to her?

“Fuck. Going to make this come out for me.” She immediately crawls between my split open legs, making me feel suddenly shy as her face gets all up in my business.

“Mmm. You smell like honey. How is it that you smell like honey, even down here? Damnit, Dev. This is about to be my new favorite toy.”

And just like that, she’s rubbing her face along the split where my dick will come out, and she’s licking me, and all that blood that was previously aiming that way rushes down like a geyser, flooding me with need.

The process starts inside my body, and with enough effort from her and a great effort on my part to remain mostly quiet out of respect for her parents, she does indeed succeed in making me pop fully out of my body. Sound effects and all.

Her eyes get wide in the low light when she achieves her goal, and I promise you, the woman is drooling.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. I’m actually looking at your dick right now. That’s…oh mygods. Teenage me would be so jealous right now.”

I clear my throat. “Can we not talk about you as a literal child? Please? I only get so much mileage on this thing before I pass out. Let’s… I need to fuck you, Aster.Please.You went to all the work of getting me ready, and now I’m fucking ready. I want to feel you before I lose all faculty.”

She scrambles underneath me, nearly shoving me off the much-too-small-for-us-bed in the process. Later I’ll explore her and devour her cunt the way she devoured me, but right now, we’re on a countdown and I want to feel myself sinking into her heat while I’m fully with it still.

She’s ready and has her legs pried way the hell open, giving tiny little thrusts of her hips towards me like she can’t wait another second for me to take her.

And since I actually can’t, I grab myself in one hand and freeze when I realize…protection.

“I only used condoms with Brock and I’m on birth control. Are you clean?”

“I thought his name was Ben?”

She groans in frustration. “Who the fuck cares what his name was when I’m this wet for you? Are you going to stick it in me or not?”

“Godsdamn it. You really going to be a brat about this? Okay. Hang on.”

It’s a bit of a fight to force my way inside her, the width of me feeling like it’s going to split her right apart, and it takes a hell of a lot of determination to get her body to stretch around me, but soon enough, my pelvis is hitting her body and I’m hammering into her, trying to fuck that attitude right out of her.