Dashing Devil Omnibus 2: Books 4-6, page 17
He had no idea where his girth went, or how she took all of it—but in that moment, he found he didn’t care. Both his other self and he were in agreement that Tinker clearly wasn’t in pain—their Bond was filled with the exact opposite—so it was something to ponder later.
Her first orgasm, because Boyd wasn’t counting the little one, built rapidly within her. It only took a few minutes, which he felt both shocked and delighted her.
“I nev-ver,” she managed through her panting and rapid bouncing, “fe-elt an-ny thi-ing li-ke thi-is. AHH!” Then she sank down one more time to the root and clenched him tight, both with her limbs and her sex, as a powerful orgasm rocked her world.
“Neither have I,” Boyd admitted, curling around her as he leaned down to nuzzle the side of her head the way she liked him to. She had curled into his chest, fingers clutching at his shoulders for support.
He reached down to grip her hips, supporting her. Eventually, the stiffness left her, and her sex’s death grip on his manhood loosened. She rocked slightly against him as she looked up at him with another shy smile and stated proudly, “That was the first real orgasm I’ve had from penetration.”
“I’m glad you got to experience it,” he grinned down at her. Her high school boyfriend must not have been up to snuff.
“Me, too,” she grinned, but then a cute pout pushed her bottom lip out, “but this is going to be a workout.”
Quite willing to resolve that problem for her, his hands happily rose to grip her around the waist.
“Yes, please do that. I heard Raev whispering about picking me up and using me like a toy in the hot tub the other night, though I’m fairly sure she wanted me to hear that one. Anyway, that’s what I want.” She nodded eagerly up at him.
“We’ll build up to that,” Boyd grinned before leaning down to seal his lips to hers once more. His fingers wrapped completely around her waist and he used the Bond to judge the best pace as he moved her up and down along his length.
He started off slow, but sensed that he should build up to a faster pace. She just felt so light in his hands and was perfectly designed to tightly grip his entire length. He refused to let himself think of her as a toy, though—at least not for their first time together.
He could get into that role play if she wanted him to, but that could come later.
Boyd got a feel for the pace she sought as they shared a lasting breathless kiss and he began to rock up into her as his powerful hands lifted and pulled her down on him. She felt like elastic around him, her wet heat stretching to embrace him perfectly.
It felt glorious, and he sensed the orgasm rapidly building within her only grow closer as he increased the pace. She whined into their kiss as it approached, her fingers gripping his collarbones this time. Her thighs gripped his hips as tight as she could while being lifted off of and then driven down onto more and more of him.
Tinker broke the kiss and cried out wordlessly as her second orgasm of the evening peaked, crashing over her. Her eyes went wide and stared into his one as her pink tongue peeked out between her lips, which had formed into a little ‘o’ of delight.
Boyd paused for a moment when it hit, but when she bounced urgently, he sensed she wanted him to continue. So he did. He continued to rock into her while lifting her to glide smoothly along his length as the dripping walls of her sex clutched and clenched at him.
He built their pace to the limit of what he was comfortable with, although he sensed she wanted even more. Her short stature made the motion dramatic, making him seem even bigger than normal. Which made him extra-cautious about hurting her.
Boyd powered through until Tinker’s third orgasm built within her, letting his own rise to greet it. It was time. This being the third time she’d taken his seed inside four weeks would induce love, although he already sensed that powerful emotion within her. Either way, there was no turning back after this.
“Oh yes!” She cried as he swelled within her, “Together… please?!”
He had no problem obliging her, finding her lips with his as they climbed and crested their respective peaks together. “I… ahh… love… ooh… you!” she broke the kiss long enough to pant out just before the third round of his enhancement hit her, amplifying the already powerful climax roiling within her.
Just like the other times, they were one for a brief moment and Boyd felt their Bond solidify further. Silvie and Raev were both there, and he sensed their excitement and affection for Tinker. Before their entangled souls pulled apart, Boyd sensed a deep well of emotion in Tinker—matched only by a fierce determination to make him hers, as she became his.
Boyd pumped thick jets of cum deep inside her tiny form and she took every drop as her elastic channel clutched him. They came down from their high together, Boyd still buried deep within his tiny inventor.
“I love you, too,” he murmured.
“Mmmn,” she hummed as she bit her lip, “good, now scooch back. This position is awesome but I want you to lay back so you can appreciate me in this ridiculous outfit. I’ve got years of going without to catch up on, so I need you to stay nice and hard for me.”
She folded her arms under her chest, pushing up her perky breasts. “This should help, right?”
Boyd’s grin was the only reply his lover needed.
♥︎ Chapter 18 ♥︎
Boyd grinned down at his lover, holding her in place as he slid back onto the large bed. It wasn’t big enough for him to spread his wings out on, but it was still a smart mattress and did its best to conform to him as he settled into it. He stopped when he was close enough to lean back on the pillows in a reclined but not flat position and the bed conformed to support him.
“Ah, oh, I, ah, I meant… ha-ha… for you to take it out,” she blushed furiously as the position change caused him to stimulate her sex which was still sensitive from her recent orgasms.
“Nope.” Boyd shook his head with a smirk as he settled in. “You fit me too well. I’m not taking it out until we are done.”
“Tee hee hee,” she giggled cutely, eyes sparkling with delight. “What if I want to stick it somewhere else?”
“Maybe later,” he rumbled as he used his big hands to gently rock her on him again.
“Ohhkay,” the ‘o’ was drawn out by a sigh and Tinker started using her legs to rise and fall on him. “Just watch for a minute.”
She closed her eyes in concentration as she rose all the way up his length, leaning back to plant her hands on his partially raised legs. She stopped when her lower lips clutched at his glans, then smoothly dropped back down. Her head lolled back, pushing her delightful chest up into the air as she let out a long sigh.
Then she did it again, lifting up until just his tip remained nestled within her, leaving his length craving her tight heat, before giving it back in a long, smooth motion. Again and again, she used her pussy to milk his cock, the pace building—along with the volume of her sighs and gasps.
The lingerie Silvie had embarrassed Tinker with—though part of him wanted to rip it from her slender, yet shapely body—provided quite the spectacle. Delicate lace cupped her full breasts, her stiff nipples poking urgently against it. The crotchless G-string strained around his girth, adding a flair of sensation to every movement, especially as it was soaked with their combined fluids. Her thighs bulged around the garters just a little as she flexed with each rise and fall.
“I love you,” she whined as her next climax began to take form and build within her. “I’ve loved you since before I met you.”
Boyd didn’t care to dissuade her at that moment—and it wouldn’t matter if she’d loved him or the idea of him from that night forward. She would be his and he would be hers. “I love you, too,” he rumbled.
Her latest orgasm broke the same as the others, but was even more powerful. She cried out “Keep going!” as it overcame her and her legs gave out, seating him deep within her.
Sensing what she wanted through the Bond, Boyd reached down and dipped his large hands down to cup her splendid ass. His big fingers curled up around her hips and once again his other self was enthralled by their size difference. He followed the urge that his other self sent, not finding fault in it himself.
He didn’t slow the pace at all as his tiny inventor’s climax rocked through her, deciding to speed up instead. He sensed that she wanted him to keep going until it was done, until she was Devoted. So he did. He got as rough as her diminutive form could take, rapidly lifting her up and dropping, repeatedly impaling her on his cock—continuously amazed how it seemed to disappear into her.
It didn’t look like he should fit, but he did… over and over and over again. And she loved it, head rolling back and forth as she let out low high-pitched whines and little gasps. Her fourth orgasm was slow to fade, and she met the fifth as it built while still coming down from the last one.
“Fuck me!” she screamed as her fifth orgasm rapidly climbed within her.
Hearing the profanity from her sweet lips, Boyd began to swell with a climax that would bind his tiny inventor to him forever. He sat up, pulling his wings up to wrap around her, closing off the rest of the world so that it was only the two of them.
He growled, “It’s time, are you ready?”
“Yes,” she gasped, then added with a whine as he continued to milk his cock with her petite body, “plleaasse do it.”
Not wanting to let her down, Boyd let the pleasure climb within him. His heart pounded in his ears despite the lack of physical exertion involved in lifting and moving her light body. He half-expected a moment of hesitation, but it didn’t come. That part of him was truly dead. Tinker had made her choice and he would respect it.
Their shared orgasm was the most powerful yet, and while Boyd would never admit it— especially to Silvie—it was one of his strongest, ever. Something about the elastic, slick, exceptionally tight heat of Tinker just pressed all the right buttons. He rested his cheek to the side of her head, folding up around her as he held her tightly with both his wings and his arms as his Power activated, returning that pleasure to her tenfold.
They were one again and Boyd felt his Power flowing into her, solidifying the changes his power had already made. Again, he sensed as a large amount of the energy he sent into his lover flowed back into him. He was curious about what he might gain as a result, but not enough to be distracted from the moment.
Tinker stared up into his eyes from where she draped herself against his chest and abdomen. Together, they sensed Raev and Silvie close to them… not in a physical sense, but as close as people could get as their four souls merged into one for a long moment. They knew that his tiny inventor had joined them in full and were celebrating—how they did so, he couldn’t say.
“I love you,” Tink murmured between deep breaths, reaching up to hold his cheeks with gentle hands.
“I love you, too,” he rumbled back inside his wings’ embrace.
Boyd no longer thought that time was a factor with the strongest emotion. He questioned why he’d ever thought it was, especially with the many sayings about how closely related to hate it was—which he knew could form with similar heat almost instantly.
His other self was quite pleased with Boyd’s development. He was getting there.
The intense unity where they all learned a little something about the others faded quickly, and soon he was just a big demon with his dick seated comfortably in exquisitely tight warmth.
A few final spasms rocked through Tinker as her fingers kneaded his shoulders and chest. “It actually happened, right?” she asked through a pleasure-filled haze. “This isn’t a dream?”
“Nope, not a dream,” Boyd smiled and nuzzled her head again, this time reaching down to softly nip her ear.
“Ooh, that’s nice,” she shimmied against him at the nip. “Um, are we done? There are other things I want to try…”
Boyd’s smile transitioned to a devilish grin, and he whispered in her hear, “we’re nowhere near done, my little inventor, we have hours to play.”
“Oh… good,” Tinker purred into his chest.
She squealed when he spun her around without unseating himself to put her under him as he transitioned to his knees, his hands still supporting her bum and hips, though the dreamy smile never left her lips.
The rest of the night was marvelous as Tinker got to try many of the things she wanted to try. In the end, she ran out of steam before she’d made it more than halfway through her list. Which was fine by Boyd, who liked the idea that she would have things to look forward to in the future.
Boyd had a brief internal conflict once it became clear Tinker was fading fast, half asleep as they cuddled and moved together. While he didn’t want Silvie, Raev, or even Mindy to be without him on the night before a big mission—even one he was sure would be performed safely—Tinker wanted to be with him that night… the whole night… alone.
Mindy smoothly stepped into his thoughts and resolved the issue. ‘Stay with her there tonight, everyone but Ms. Bailey, who we stuck in a private suite upon arrival as requested, has fallen asleep on the monstrous couch here in the Great Room. We were watching movies and they all just nodded off one at a time. Even little Daisy curled up in a corner. You would just disturb everyone if you came out now.’
Boyd thanked her for letting him know and curled protectively around his euphoria-induced dozing little inventor. He promptly nodded off with her pulled snuggly to his chest and a wing draped over her. He got a solid six hours, adding in an extra hour’s rest to make up for the two nights of skipped sleep, before he carefully extracted himself from Tinker.
He made sure she was snuggly covered by the blankets and leaned down to press a kiss to her forehead before straightening up beside the bed. Without waking, Tinker’s lips curled into a big smile before they relaxed, and a bit of drool escaped from the corner of her mouth.
Boyd suppressed a chuckle and set about his final preparations. He wouldn’t wake the others to run at least two, if not three, complete drills for another two hours. So, after pulling on the same boxers and jeans he’d worn the night before, he started with the list.
First on the list was a visual inspection of everyone’s suits and the equipment they’d already loaded onto the Osprey. The best way to make sure everything was where it was supposed to be, of course, was by putting eyes on it. Already checking things off further down the list, Boyd headed for the hangar.
From there, he checked the weather reports. This region was fairly stable but, in a world with Powered animals, it paid to check and make sure. You could have a Storm Bird or some other such monster moving through your engagement zone. Boyd wouldn’t be comfortably at ease until he had eyes on the engagement zone, just like the gear. But the weather looked good.
He also checked the drone footage of the baby dragon curled up in a nest tucked away at the back of a large cave. They had decided to postpone figuring out what to do about the baby until after the mother had been dealt with. Boyd wasn’t one to kill babies, but this one would grow into a monster that could destroy cities, and he was likely the only one who could do anything to prevent that.
That done, it was time to shower. He returned to the bathroom he had off of the medium-sized bathroom. On his way there from the hangar, he’d played with the new features of his Power that Tinker had given him. His other self was more forthcoming with information this time around, explaining what they could now do shortly after they awoke.
With a familiar act of will, Boyd sent his Black Flame into his wings. The shadowy fire flickered along the black leather outer surface, like the wisps of heat from nearly extinguished embers. Dark motes of fire pooled on the red suede-like interior, dripping off of it before evaporating into nothingness.
Boyd might be biased, but he thought it looked pretty fucking awesome. More importantly, it would almost perfectly protect his wings—large and obvious targets—from energy-based attacks. His other self even assured him that, with it active, his wings could take a direct blast from the Last Dragon—if only for a moment. He practiced flicking it on and off until he got the water going and washed himself down.
Boyd sensed the women coming from their building excitement across the Bond, but let his two lovers sneak up on him, anyway. He even turned his back to the door and pretended not to hear it slide open, letting his head hang back with his eyes closed as the gentle rain feature of the shower drizzled warm water over him.
Silvie floated up to press her bare chest into his, her arms tucked up around his sides, and her lips found his neck. Raev stepped into his back at the same time, wrapping her arms up under his wings and around his waist as her long fingers toyed with his cock.
“Good morning, Darling,” Silvie giggled into his neck as he quick rose to attention and pressed into her thigh.
“Ready for the big day?” Raev purred into the spot between his wings, kissing his back as her fingers worked his length.
“After I’m done re-enhancing both of you, I will be,” Boyd purred in response, lifting his wings out of the way so he could reach back around himself and grab a handful of Raev’s wonderful ass.
His other hand came up to loosely grip Silvie’s neck from behind. He tugged her away—not that he could do so without stripping her Power or her letting him. Her heat-filled, silver-flecked, bright blue eyes tilted in confusion as they locked onto his amber gaze.
“But naughty girls who embarrass their teammates don’t get sex until after the mission.”
Silvie pouted cutely, but Boyd stayed strong—barely.
“I was hoping that how good she looked in it would make you forget about that. I already apologized to Tink. It was just a little earlier than I’d planned to give it to her, but with the excitement of you opening your gift and all… I forgot that it might embarrass her.”
“Apologies are good,” Boyd nodded, “but you were never the type to learn a lesson without there being consequences.”
“The spank wasn’t enough?” Silvie continued to pout—bringing out the big guns by pushing out her quivering lower lip as her eyes widened, looking impossibly large and vulnerable.
