At one particularly hard thrust I yelped and clung onto him. “Nate… Nate…” I moan, closing my eyes as I feel him thrusting into me gently but insistently. It wasn’t long before he was going faster, bouncing me on his lap as I moaned loudly with every hit deep inside me. We got closer to orgasm, closer, until finally he slammed is knot inside me and I howled, feeling his warm cum shooting up into me, filling me up.
I gasped and panted after my first time, belatedly realizing that he had bitten down on my neck to claim me. I felt myself slipping into sleep from the pleasure, and the last thing I felt was him standing with me on his knot, and the last words I heard “Let’s go to our bed, my love…”
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I’d gotten into the habit of waking up early in the morning so I could turn and watch my beloved mate’s face for a time as he slept. And sometimes, like this morning, I did something more for him. Slowly I lowered my head under our covers to find the cock that had taken my virginity all those months ago. I gave it a few short, long licks to get it stiff, and then took the whole thing into my mouth. The moans he made in his sleep were all I needed to be spurred on, licking around the very tip and getting it as deep as possible into my throat. I continued until inevitably he woke up and pressed my head down as he came, making me moan as I drank down his sweet cum.
Eventually my head comes up, and I look at him with a wagging tail as I lick my lips. “Good morning, my kinky mate.” He teased me, pulling me into a deep kiss, not caring he would be tasting himself. “C’mon, let’s go downstairs.” He said, getting up to go cook. I had no issues with that and got up to follow him, my hands resting on the child inside me that was just starting to show through my shirt…