Page 103 of Solivagant

His brows pinched together, his brain still sleepy as he blinked at me, confused and annoyed at the process of waking up. “Don’t s’pose you have coffee here?” he grumbled.

I tilted my head.

He sighed. “Never mind. I’ll adapt.”

“Whatever it is, I will find it for you.”

His lips curved up around his tusks. “Just something to help me wake up.”

“I can help you with that.”

He hummed. “I bet you can.”

Jo’s hand smoothed over my chest, up to the back of my neck before he dragged me down to him. Our noses touched, gently tracing each other before he tilted his head further and our lips connected.

I loved the taste of him. My tongue explored his mouth, his throat. I needed as much of him as possible.

A rumble louder than the purr in my chest caught my attention, coming from his stomach. He was hungry. His body processed food much faster now. I was going to have to hunt twice as much to keep him well fed, but I would do that and more for my Jo.

My tongue withdrew, and Jo chased it with his own.

“I have to go get you food,” I told him.

“Mmm, later. Hungry for you now.”

How could I deny him?

I opened him up with my tongue again. His body accepted me so quickly. Jo was so impatient, pushing back against me and grunting that I needed to hurry up and fuck him. It surprised me how easily he was able to take me yesterday in the cleansing pools, and now again today.

His hole was tight, but he was gripping my hips and pulling me into him until my cock was fully inside. He was facing me this time, so I could appreciate the beautiful pleasure all over his features.

I repositioned us, sitting against the wall with him on my lap. His feet dug into the furs, his hands dug into my shoulders, and he worked himself up and down my length, building in speed and rhythm. He gripped me above and below with a strength that was almost painful. He was so much stronger than he was used to, and he didn’t yet know how to control it. But that was okay. I could handle him. I wanted everything he would give me, even if it hurt.

My tongue licked the curve of his horn and he shuddered.

“F-fuck. Do that again.”

I did as he demanded, licking over the length of his horn before paying close attention to where the base met his skin. His beautiful sounds got louder. He was so responsive here.

Behind him, my fingers smoothed down his spine, stopping at the base of his tail and circling it. Again he swore, and the heat of his body fluttered and tightened. He was extra responsive here too. Perhaps because the features and nerves connecting to them were new, and extra sensitive. I was definitely going to use that to my advantage.

I wrapped my hand around the base of his tail and continued to lick at his horns. Jo’s claws pierced my skin and still I didn’t stop. His movements were faster, more urgent, until he thrust himself downward so fast that both my knots were swallowed by his heated body in one motion.

He came undone, spraying his pleasure over my stomach as his body tightened and quivered around me. I hadn’t even touched his cute dick.

I chuckled. “My turn,” I warned him.

Jo collapsed onto me, arms wrapped tightly around my neck as my hands gripped his hips and my hooves dug into the fur. I fucked up into him hard and fast. Jo made happy sounds of pleasure, his body staying relaxed and open for me until I thrust deep a final time, and my knots and barbs swelled to lock us together. He came a second time.

Jo licked the skin at my neck, making me shiver.

“Are you awake now, my Jo?”

He huffed in amusement. “Yeah. I’m awake.” He pulled back to look at me. “Much better than coffee. You’ll wake me up like that every morning, won’t you?”

“Yes,” I agreed quickly. “I will do this for you.”

He smiled wider. “For me, huh? Very generous of you.” He leaned forward, his nose rubbing against mine. The moment was gentle and soft. I loved it just as much as the raw, primal, intense moments of lust we’d just shared.