“I have to show greater care. I can’t jump on her or I’d crush her, but I encourage her to bend and get under me. She guides me inside.”
“Must be painful,” she said, her fingers measuring his girth.
“Some women like to be stretched.”
He heard her swallow and turned his face away so she wouldn’t see him smile. “This is a dream, Radha,” he said, though, even then, he’d suspected it was more than that. Still, he was willing to offer her a way to save face. “You can get under me and back onto my cock. Brace your hands against my front legs to hold yourself in place and let me do the work.”
She dropped his penis and moved away.
“Or, if you’re rather,” he said, hoping to salvage something of this interlude, “I can change back into a man, and we can enjoy the soft grass on the banks of the pond.”
She didn’t turn back to face him, but her clothing shifted. First, she shed her soft tunic. Then her crinkly cotton skirt. Beneath both, she wore no underwear. When she faced him, he could see how distended her nipples were. He strode toward her, reached out to grip her sides and lifted her until her chest was within reach of his mouth. With his first sucking pull, she wrapped her legs around his torso, where his smooth human skin met his horse’s hide. When he pulled again, she began to rub on his hide, her open sex wetting his fur. “Not too much of that,” he whispered. “You’ll get itchy.”
“It’s a dream,” she gasped as she rubbed again. “If I get too itchy there, I’m sure you can figure out a way to make me stop thinking about it.” She lifted her breast to his mouth and let her head fall backward as he nibbled and plucked.
When she grew restless, he put her on the ground. “Get beneath me, Radha,” he said. “Let me show you…”
She ducked beneath his belly, and he felt her back smooth across his underbelly as she eased backward. When his cock touched her ass, she gave a nervous giggle. “I can’t believe I’m doing this—and I bet you hear that all the time.”
“I do,” he said then hissed when she reached for his penis and pointed the head at her vagina. “You’re wet,” he muttered.
“I’m supposed to be, right?”
“Just thinking of something to say.” Because if he thought about how she wriggled backward, trying to shove against his penis, he thought he might explode all over her ass.
“Stand still,” he said. “Brace your hands.”
She did. When her hands pushed against the backs of his forelegs, he pulsed forward, the cap pressing against her narrow opening. Her pussy contracted but then released a rush of fluid and relaxed. He entered her.
Her body shuddered beneath his. “Fuck,” she said. “Oh, my fucking Goddess. I’ve never felt anything…that fucking huge!”
With his own body quivering like he was running a race, he flexed his haunches and lunged a little forward. “Can you take that?” he asked, praying she’d say yes.
“Yes. More!” she shouted.
She took everything he gave her. When she came, she sagged toward the ground, coming off his cock, but raising her face as he showered her with his come.
When he carefully moved backward, she smiled up at him. “So, now I know.”
“Yes, you do.”
They shared smiles until she faded from his dream.
A hand swatted his belly. “Nikon,” Khan said. “We aren’t fucking her tonight. You know that, right?”
They were paces from her bedroom door. “Right. Got it. No pussy fucking.”
“Or ass,” Khan said. “She’s not ready.”
“I’m up for whatever,” Nikon said, cupping his cock through his jeans.
Inside her room, Radha moved toward her bed. Still faced away, she drew off her clothing. When she stood nude, wearing only a pendant around her neck, she turned slowly, displaying her body bathed in moonlight. He’d seen her glow like this many times, bathed in moonlight, but he’d never touched her when she was “charged”. Sure, she’d smoothed her hands over him before the council had arrived on the battlefield, but he’d stood stoically, knowing she wasn’t doing it because she was attracted, but because she was sharing her power with a guardian who would protect her.
Now, he wanted to rub against that pretty, pearlescent skin of hers. Feel her heat. Rub on her pussy. Yeah, he was fixated on feeling that pussy, tasting it, touching it. He was half animal, after all. When he was aroused, there wasn’t much other than getting off that filled his mind.
He began to strip, not waiting for Khan to make his move. He stepped in front of his co-guardian and threw off his clothes, his body tightening, hardening as Radha’s dark gaze devoured her frame.
“You’re a big man,” she murmured as she came closer, her chest inches from his body.