Angel Food

Sobbing out in the raw emotion of the dual sensations, he came, muscles tight, body coated with sweat. His cock swelled under her fingers and she felt the shot of his cum gush into the silicon toy, a thrum to match the rapid pulse of her heart and his.

He slumped down into the pillows, whimpering and moaning, his body trembling from the intensity of his climax.

Carefully she withdrew the toy, kissing his spine before she traded the toy for a towel. She cleaned him as he shuddered in the wake of the wild orgasm. He gasped for breath, looking devastated and sweet there on the table, crushed flower petals strewn around him and the pillows.

She put the sleeve with the toy and pulled the blanket up and wrapped her love in it, climbing onto the table so she could pull him into her lap.

"Mistress." He whimpered, curling onto his side, nuzzling into her stomach as arms and wings wrapped around her.

"Are you alright my love?" She asked, stroking hair from his face to look at him.

His eyes rolled open and he licked his swollen lips before smiling, "Perfect." Even his voice was shattered and raw.

"I didn't hurt you?" She stroked along his shoulder and wing, wrapping him in her arms protectively.

He smiled dreamily, eyes closing, "So good. So perfect Love." He rasped.

"My sweet, delicious pet." She kissed his sweaty forehead and rocked him slowly until she realized he'd drifted off. For a moment she thought about waking him and moving him to the bedroom, but she couldn't bring herself to disturb him. It was just what she needed, to sit guard over him after she'd claimed him and broken him into little bits.

She curled around him even more, not intending to fall asleep, but cuddled in the intoxicating fragrance of him lulled her eyelids soon grew heavy and she drifted off.