Caius dipped his head from Arlette’s lips and seized one of her nipples into a suckling. He grabbed the little nub between his teeth and bit down. He had returned to his human form now, ensuring he couldn’t bite through her skin.
Still, with how hard he bit, Arlette was inclined to think he was really trying to. And she wasn’t entirely wrong.
With things back to how they usually were, and Caius again in control, he did feel like paying Arlette back for what she had done to him. But he didn’t an that in a vindictive way.
Really, from the start of their relationship, he had always caused her slight pain. Usually by biting and feeding on her. And he knew for a fact that she enjoyed it.
Just as she enjoyed his teeth biting down on her nipple.
Whatever vindictiveness may or may not have inspired the action, Arlette’s hands were on Caius’s head wrapping tightly into his wet locks of black hair and holding him right where he was.
Caius had both his hands on her waist, sliding across the arch of her ass and then cupping the ample and delicious flesh of it. He even spanked the cheeks a few tis—despite the water that tried to act as a buffer—and felt the way they rippled. Their vibrations traveled through the water quite nicely.
Yes, he was having fun.
This—being in control of the dynamic and initiative—was when he was most at his elent. It was when he felt most natural.
But that was not to say the dynamic change hadn’t felt great because it had. Hell, the welts Arlette had made were still all over his body and the ache they delivered was firing up his pleasure nerves in ways he hadn’t known to expect.
His mouth moved from one breast to the other, giving the nipple that tipped the next one the sa treatnt that he had given that last and causing Arlette to wl as her neck leaned so far back, she seed intent on touching the rim of the bath with the top of her head.
’Hmmm,’ Arlette let out in her head to complent the moans actually leaving her mouth, and as her body was steeped in familiar and ever spine-tingling pleasure, she couldn’t help but let her mind wander.
Dynamic changes between her and Caius weren’t new. When they were in the throes of passion, it wasn’t unusual for her to take the lead. Usually by riding and basically using him for her own pleasure.
What made the recent dynamic change different though was the emotion that let it happen at all. The anger that brought her liberation. The liberation had revealed sothing about herself that she hadn’t known until today; That she was a bit of a Sadist.
The sounds Caius made when she made her welts on his body had gotten her going so hard. Her clit throbbed and thrumd with desire. And now, despite the anger having been ’worked through’, that sadistic desire remained. It inford how she reacted now.
The short ti she had spent in that dynamic change really helped her appreciate the return to normalcy. She didn’t want to be in control all the ti. She didn’t even want to be in control most of the ti. And the ’so of the tis’ when she did want it, she didn’t think they should be planned. They had to be spontaneous. They had to be whenever the mood next struck.
Maybe Caius would piss her off again.
Or maybe she’d get so nuts one day and need to let loose.
In any case, she was convinced it was going to happen again. And she anticipated it.
In any case, a particularly hard stroke of Caius’s girthy mber across her clit pulled Arlette out of her thoughts so hard that the part of her mind in charge of rational thoughts was shut down as she beca entrapped with pleasure.
Her throbbing clit trembled against Caius’s cock and as they rubbed against one another, Arlette couldn’t help but arch her back against the edge of the bath and let out a sound that undoubtedly heralded a climactic mont.
"Fuck it— I’M CUMMMIIIIIINNNNNNGGGGGG!!!"
Arlette was so lost in the mont that she didn’t notice Caius pulling his mouth off her nipple and taking his hands off her ass to grab hold of her hips. She also didn’t notice when he lifted her out of the bath and sat her down on the rim of the bath.
She definitely noticed though when he shoved his face between her legs and stuck his tongue as deep into her pussy as it could go, practically plugging her hole to keep all that goodness to himself and leave none to waste.
Caius had missed the taste. For him, it was almost as sustaining as blood itself. After all, as it slid down his throat, he did find himself more buoyant with energy. His tongue beca all the more energetic as it slid all over the inside of the gripping snatch.
Arlette threw one hand back to support herself so she didn’t just fall flat. She placed her other hand on Caius’s head, her fingers rubbing at his scalp.
She ant to do it encouragingly but she was far too seized up with spasms to be rhythmic with the rubbing. So she scratched at his scalp almost erratically. Sotis she would pull at his hair so hard, she might have been trying to rip it out by the root.
Caius loved how the muscles of Arlette’s insides grabbed hold of him. He loved how they sucked him deep and he only wished he had enough tongue length to explore as deep as the muscles wanted him to.
He raised one of his hands, grabbing one of Arlette’s breasts and squeezing and kneading hard before moving to the next. He interspersed this action with grabbing her nipples and pulling them while simultaneously pinching down hard.
Arlette’s reaction to the pinches was clear in the sounds that escaped her lips and throat all through her orgasmic throes.
He placed his other hand between Arlette’s legs and took hold of her clit with his thumb and index fingers, pressing down so hard on the tiny bundle of nerves that it caused Arlette to jerk her hips at his face.
This, taken with his tongue inside her pussy as well as the pinching of her nipples, not only extended her climax, but they also set another one off the very second the first was ending.
"Oh.... GODSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!"
Arlette seed so gripped by spasms that she lost control of her vocal cords. She was unable to cut off the word she was saying and the ’SSS’ sound went on and on. She gave up on holding herself up as well and her back hit the bathroom floor.
There she arched her back, thrusting her breasts at the ceiling. She pressed her feet to the ground and raised her ass just so she had more freedom and could put even more force behind her hip thrusts at Caius’s face. Continuing the goal that had been started by her inner muscles to get his tongue deeper inside her snatch than was possible.
With Arlette’s body’s new positioning, Caius no longer kept a hold on either of her breasts and instead grabbed her thighs with both his arms while working his hands underneath her to grab hold of her ass cheeks, squeezing them like he was milking her pussy for all it had to give.
Thanks to Arlette’s second climax, so soon after the first, Caius had enjoyed another helping of pussy juice fired especially hard into his mouth. And he heartily guzzled it down.
He no longer had a hand grabbing hold of Atlette’s clit but he didn’t neglect it. He simply opened his mouth wider so he could graze his upper row of teeth across it, increasing how hard Arlette trembled...
... And teasing a potential third orgasm right on the heels of the second which was very much still ongoing.
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