Make yourself useful

As always, Keelin was superb. She moved her body in ways that worked the giant brute quickly to pleasure. She was seasoned, talented and exquisite. Being off of the ship and falling into life with family once more, he was beginning to think that she could indeed be what he wanted and needed. However, he was currently in a very good mood. It was something that he might rethink later. It depended on whether or not she pissed him off, he supposed. It was easy to do.

After they had both attained pleasure, Merrick looked down at the gasping fae for a moment longer before releasing his hold on her delicate throat. His claws pulled along her flesh gently and he placed his paws on either side of her body. The man didn't withdraw from the woman just yet. He wasn't quite done with her. He was just catching his breath. Powerful hips rolled, teasing the woman beneath him and keeping them both aroused. She should be used to this. He'd never been a one time fuck. Multiple times or it wasn't worth the effort. The black and purple giant continued to periodically grind against the upturned rump of the brindled fae. He'd be ready against soon enough.

One giant paw gently stroked the side of Keelins throat, the throat that his big paw had just been wrapped around. He enjoyed choking the woman and she enjoyed it as well if her attained pleasure had been any indicator. Merrick slid his paw around her throat once more, pulling the fae's head up, forcing her spine to bow as there was no way that his arousal would allow her hips to drop. "I wonder what it will be like," he growled in gritty tones beside her ear, "Seeing you round and filled with my children." As he held her there, powerful hips began moving again, but not gently. Merrick's body collided with Keelins again and again and again. He never let her loose from his grasp, wanting to strain her, wanting to hear her call out in pleasure and pain. He enjoyed hurting her and enjoyed bending her to his will.

Every undulating motion brought the coil within him growing tighter and tighter. Already he could feel a second volley of pleasure coming his way at least. He didn't care if she reached her own orgasm. If she did, fine, but he wasn't an attentive lover. He was selfish as fuck and he was mean to boot. Jerking Keelin's head back, Merrick snarled in her ear, "Scream for me, Keelin." Teeth sank into the woman's ruff, pricking through her flesh as he dropped his paw from her throat, holding her body weight with his teeth and jaws alone as he hammered into her again and again and again.

"Merrick Mendacium"