Anira

I rolled in bed, feeling everything I had never felt before, but exhaustion took over and I fell asleep. It was impossible not to move closer when I felt the heat emanating from his body. As if it had a life of its own, I gave in to my instincts and let everything happen.
Auror was gentle, and even his growls and snarls excited me. I never imagined I could handle his size; after all, he feels like a water bottle. But my body seemed to accommodate him well. It wasn’t easy, but it was possible.
Now we’re tangled together like dogs; I can’t believe it.
Not more than two minutes later, I feel him beginning to slip out of me.
“I’m thankful for genetics right now for not having been born with a hymen.”
“What?”
“Hymen. I was born without one.”
“What’s that?”
“It’s a membrane that shows a woman’s virginity. It usually hurts when a man breaks it and bleeds.”
“I don’t smell any blood; I’d know if I’d hurt you.”
“I didn’t bleed because I didn’t have one. I was born without it.”
“Definitely a trait of your angelic lineage.”
“At least there’s that.”
“Do you feel it, Ann?”
“What?”
“This connection that makes us want to restart what we finished and vibrates?”
“Yes, it’s as if my body and yours are in sync. My God, even this is too crazy for me.” I cover my face, closing my eyes in embarrassment.
I wasn’t like this minutes ago when he mounted me like a mare in heat. Anira Montecião. I reprimand myself mentally.
Despite everything, I turn to him. His golden eyes stare at me, and his fangs, which had been exposed, have disappeared.
“Where are your fangs?” I had gotten used to them and his scowl.
“I retract them when I want to.”
“You always seem annoyed with them.”
“I’m always annoyed, Anira,” he says, and I smile.
“You don’t seem annoyed now.”
“Because I really don’t feel that way.”
I place my hand on his face and caress it while he closes his eyes. The restlessness of the kiss, the one I’d like to give, tingles my tongue and leaves me in doubt whether to proceed or leave it alone.
“Why are you hesitating? What do you want, Ann?”
“How do you know?”
“Your scent. I can sense all the fluctuations you have.”
“Thank God you don’t read minds,” I say, relieved.
“I don’t read minds yet, but now that our mating bond has happened, your DNA will gradually change and we’ll be able to read each other's minds. It’s a Férnus trait; we communicate this way when we’re hunting.”
“Will everyone be able to read my mind?” I sit on the bed, scared, and remember I’m naked, covering my breasts.
“No, and I’d kill anyone who tried. It’s something only for mates, but the bond is slow to develop. The more we mate, the stronger it becomes; your scent will be embedded in me and mine in you.”
“Like an exclusive communication channel?”
“Yes.”
“I don’t know if I want that. My mind is all I have, Auror, and trust me, it’s quite chaotic.”
“When it happens, Ann, I promise I’ll give you privacy if you desire.”
“Thank goodness there’s that possibility.”
“Tell me, what did you want? You were looking at me as if you wanted to ask something.”
“Okay, I can’t hide anything from you.” I smile.
“You’re embarrassed.”
“No,” I lie, and he huffs, knowing what I did.
“You are, your arms are trying to cover your body.”
“Okay, you read me too easily.” I take a deep breath. “When I saw you without your fangs and with those intense golden eyes, I wanted to kiss you.”
“Férnus don’t kiss.”
“Why, is it forbidden?” I wrinkle my nose, believing I made a face.
“Not that it’s forbidden, but it’s not customary.”
“But humans like it, you know? It’s how we start to ignite our bodies.”
“But we’re already ignited, Ann,” he says, looking at his cock and… My God! It’s a mighty impressive cock, how did I manage?
“It’s okay,” I say, there are things I need to adapt to.
“But you can show me how it works,” he says, pulling me closer and sitting on the bed. “I liked it when you mounted me.”
“How?”
“When you sat on my sex, it was different.”
“Why different?”
“Females don’t mount males, only we do it. It’s a submission that shows our dominance over them.”
“I didn’t mean to dominate you.”
“I know, I didn’t see that in your eyes. I felt the glide of your pussy on my member; it was different and enjoyable.”
As he speaks, I see his cock pulsating, as if it has a life of its own, and with its size, it certainly does.
He adjusts himself on the bed, sitting almost upright, as I sit on him.
"Any female who dared to do that would receive a bite and be mounted until she showed submission."
"Why do you let me do it?" I run my hands over his strong, muscular body.
"I don’t know, I think mates can dominate us whenever and however they want." I gyrate, sliding over him, and he growls, closing his eyes.
"I don’t want to dominate you, but my body yearns for it. It feels like a switch has flipped, and all I think about is your pleasure growls. I’m heating up again, and all I want is just a kiss."
"You can try, I promise not to move. I don’t want to hurt you."
We look at each other. At this moment, Auror doesn’t resemble the rough, gruff ogre full of orders at all. If it weren’t for him being a Férnus beast, this relationship would be quite normal.
I move closer to him while we maintain eye contact, touch our lips. Since we’re still looking at each other, I close my eyes. He remains still with his large, warm hands on my waist. Slowly, he opens his mouth in confusion, and I push my tongue inside.
"Ann." Startled, he pulls away, looking at me surprised.
"Your tongue is different." I see confusion in his eyes. "Humans move their tongues to taste each other." I continue seeing that he doesn’t understand the reasons. "It’s okay, let’s try to sleep."
A disappointed grunt can be heard.
"What’s wrong?"
"It’s not really sleep that my body yearns for right now, nor yours. I can try to learn to kiss later, but I’d like to have my tongue between my mate’s legs now." His words are like throwing fuel on the fire, leaving me burning.
"Ooh!" With supernatural agility, I’m turned around and pressed against the mattress.
"I’m going to kiss you now, Ann, but in the way that I, your mate, enjoy the most."
With an animal growl, he buries his head between my legs, and now I don’t care about teaching him to kiss. Auror is an expert in oral sex, and soon nothing else matters.