Enticed by the Satyr (Kindred Tales)

Gently, she ran her hand down the throbbing, dark red shaft. Its texture was surprisingly soft and velvety, though when she wrapped her hand around it, the flesh was rock-hard to touch. But it was so thick she couldn’t get her fingers all the way around it. And the Mating Knot…well, that was just completely out of the question, Mia thought with dismay, as she stroked the thick swelling. It was much too big and if what Storn was saying was right, it wasn’t even fully inflated yet!

He let out a low, hissing breath as she touched him and Mia looked up in concern.

“Are you all right? I didn’t, er, hurt you, did I?” She could tell this was a sensitive area.

“No, lovely one,” Storn growled softly. His eyes were half-lidded in the golden glow of the leaping flames. “It’s just that your soft little hand feels so good on my shaft.”

“Your shaft feels good in my hand, too,” Mia admitted, feeling her face get hot as she blushed. “But, well…I’m afraid there’s a problem.”

“And what problem would that be, lovely one?” Storn rumbled, looking down at her and raising an eyebrow.

“Well, you’re so big.” It almost made her laugh when she remembered that only a moment ago, she’d been wondering if he had really small equipment like Hank, when the exact opposite had turned out to be true. “I mean, there’s just no way this will all, er, fit inside me,” she went on, her face getting even hotter. “No physical way, I’m afraid—you’d, uh, split me in two!”

Storn shook his head, his horns glinting in the firelight.

“Please don’t worry about me hurting or tearing you, Mia,” he said earnestly. “You see, much like a Beast Kindred, a Monstrum Kindred’s body produces compounds to allow his larger-than-average shaft to enter his mate’s pussy without injuring her.”

“Compounds?” Mia asked, frowning. She had never heard of that before—maybe because she wasn’t friends with anyone who was mated to a Beast Kindred.

Kaylee had told her about something called “bonding fruit” which she said she’d had to use the first couple of times she was with Talon. “Just until I got used to such a big peen,” she’d giggled. “All Kindred are hung like horses! So it takes some time to get used to them.”

But Mia didn’t think she could ever get used to having something this huge inside her. Unless these “compounds” that Storn were talking about were some kind of magic, anyway, she thought, eyeing his Mating Knot again.

“What do you mean?” she asked, looking up at him. “What kinds of compounds are we talking about?”

“They are chemicals that my body produces just for the female I wish to mate with and bond to me,” Storn explained. “Much the way it makes a Bonding Scent that attracts you.”

“It does?” Mia asked in surprise. She couldn’t help thinking that his cedar-and-spice scent, which she always found so attractive, was even stronger now that she was caressing his unsheathed shaft. Had his body really tailored his scent, just for her?

Storn nodded.

“These chemicals are in my saliva but also in my pre-seed—what your people call ‘precum.’” His eyes went half-lidded again as he explained. “When I lap your sweet little pussy with my tongue or rub the head of my shaft against you, I will be spreading my compounds, which will enable you to stretch and open to receive me without pain. If I prepare you well, you’ll feel only pleasure when at last I enter you.”

As he spoke, the thick pole of flesh in her hands seemed to pulse with need and it seemed to her that his Mating Knot was growing bigger.

“Oh…” Mia whispered breathlessly. The mental picture he painted was a vivid one. She could well imagine the big Satyr Kindred on his knees before her, lapping and tasting her pussy, getting her ready to receive his thick length inside her, getting her inner walls ready to stretch with his girth…

“Gods, lovely one, I can smell your desire,” Storn growled softly. “Does that mean you don’t mind my differences? That you could imagine opening yourself for me and letting me fill your soft little pussy with my shaft?”

“Yes, I…I think so,” Mia said. Biting her lip, she looked up at him. “You’re going to want to do that to me soon, aren’t you? Make love to me…bond me to you?”

“I want to bond the two of us together,” Storn corrected softly. “I want us to be together always with a bond so strong nothing and no one can ever break it.”

“Oh, Storn…” She looked up at him, not knowing what to say. Her heart felt too full for words at the moment. Standing up, she reached for him and the big Satyr Kindred took her in his arms.

“Mia, my lovely one,” he murmured. “I want you so badly—want to sheath myself deep in your soft little pussy and make you mine forever…”