Jenny flicks her tongue against my fang again, making my cock twitch. What if…we did sex in a different position? Can we try it?
In a different position? Matings are always done one way, are they not? I pull back, searching her face, but there is only desire and excitement in her face. Show me.
Her cheeks redden, but her thoughts flood with images. Images of her on her back, me over her. Images of her in my lap, both of us sitting up as she rides my cock. Images of her pressed to the wall, me thrusting into her.
Such imagination. Truly, I have chosen well in mates.
They're not my ideas! They're just things I've seen. Her thoughts are chaotic, her mind distracted as I caress her folds. Her hands clench at my shoulders and she lifts her mouth to mine again, hungry for more kisses. Just touch me. We can do it however you want.
I like your ideas, I tell her. I send the image of both of us seated, her on my lap. We will do this one, because it involves this couch you like so much.
She pulls on my hair. "You make me sound crazy for not wanting to roll around in the dirt. It's just a couch."
You like it, I tell her. We will keep it. I pull her onto her feet, and when she stands, I tug her back into my arms. Come and mount me like in your mental pictures.
Her face turns bright red and I can feel the shyness creep through her thoughts. I've never done this before.
I know this. I will guide you. She moves closer, her breasts enticingly near my face, and I kiss the tip of one. She moans, her breath catching, and I decide perhaps I will keep her standing a bit longer. I cup her buttocks, nuzzling at her breasts. There is no better feeling than touching my mate. Blood and smoke, but it is amazing.
She tangles her fingers in my hair, holding my face to her breasts as I lick and nip at them, pleasuring them even as I rub my hands on her flanks. She is drowning in arousal scent now, the smell of it thick and rich in the air around us. My cock is hard and dripping in response, my need to be inside her growing by the moment. Jenny. Come sit on me. Let me make you feel good.
Jenny moans at the push of my thoughts and steps forward, sliding one of her legs over mine. She feels awkward as she straddles me, but I fill her mind with how beautiful I find her, how sweet her scent, until she is reassured. Jenny rubs her cunt against my length, grinding against me as we kiss again. My beautiful, precious mate.
"Mhal," she whispers aloud, and I decide I like the sound of my name on her lips. I want her to say it over and over again. "My Mhal."
I like that even better. Yours. I flex my hips, thrusting up against her softness. Take me inside you and make me yours.
Her breath catches, but Jenny breaks our kiss. Our eyes meet and she watches me even as she reaches for my cock, guiding my head to the entrance of her body.
Just like that. You are perfect. So perfect. When she sinks onto me a little, it makes me groan, the sound loud and strange. Jenny loves it, though. She loves when I make noises like she does, and her cunt clenches around the tip of my cock. The sensation of my mate's body trapping me inside her makes me groan again, and I reach for her, desperate for more, as she eases herself down on my length. She goes slow, working her way down my shaft, and I can feel from her thoughts how big I am, how overwhelming. You are beautiful, I reassure her, cupping her breast. Taking me so good.
Jenny whimpers.
She's finally completely seated onto me, and it feels incredible. She remains still, her body clenching and unclenching as she tries to adjust to my size. Her thoughts are full of how big I am, how big everything feels, and how overwhelmed she is. I give her time to get used to the press of my cock inside her, running my hands over her body and sending her encouraging thoughts. I need her to understand how much this pleases me, and how much I hunger for her.
Her hands cup my face and she leans forward, seeking more kisses. I skim over her thoughts, looking for hints of discomfort. She feels very full, but there is no pain. I have never mated like this before, with my female's face in mine, her breasts pressing to my chest, but I like this. I like seeing Jenny's face react when I rock my hips, causing my length to move inside her. I like that we can kiss. I like that we can share breath, and most of all, I like that she can ride me as she pleases. I am yours, I send to her. Use me for your pleasure.