She tried stroking in the other direction, but still the barbs refused to activate and she was unable to prick herself on one of them. She looked up at Rarev, frowning.
“I think I must be doing something wrong.”
“I believe I know the problem,” he growled. “You need to stimulate my Mating Knot at the same time. Use both hands and touch my knot as you stroke my shaft.”
This was getting quite intimate, but Em reminded herself they were soon going to get even more intimate together. Reaching between the big Monstrum’s thighs with both hands, she stroked his shaft with her right hand and gripped the thick ridge of his Mating Knot in her left fist. Then she gently squeezed.
The effect was instantaneous. The short white spines along the length of his shaft stood up, revealing tiny sharp points at their ends. Points which immediately stuck themselves into Em’s palm and fingers.
It wasn’t like grabbing a handful of needles or cactus spines, though—more like the tiny, sharp hooks on the burrs of some plants. It didn’t really hurt so much as it stung for just a moment and then—
Then her thoughts were cut off by an intense wave of pleasure that suddenly rushed through her. The tips of her nipples felt suddenly hard enough to cut glass and her pussy—which was already wet from the way Rarev had been stroking her breasts—was now suddenly gushing with her juices. Her toes curled and her entire body felt as though someone had doused her with some kind of pleasure-lighter fluid and then tossed a match at her.
Did that metaphor even make sense? Em didn’t know—she only knew that she was suddenly burning with desire—with need—and all because those tiny little spines had stuck her in the hand.
“Oh my God!” she gasped, pulling her fingers away. Her heart was pounding and she felt like she was nearly going to crawl out of her skin with desire. “God, what was that?”
“My Bonding Fluid,” Rarev murmured. He was noticeably more aroused as well. His shaft had gotten even bigger and the spines were standing at full attention. “I think you can see that my barbs give more pleasure than pain,” he added. “Not that you’ll be experiencing them today,” he added.
“No…” Em agreed shakily. “But…but they just injected me—didn’t they?” she asked, examining her right hand. “I mean—that didn’t cause any kind of a bond?”
Rarev shook his head.
“If we had bonded, you would be able to hear my thoughts and feel my emotions and I would be able to do the same with you,” he explained. “But the bonding can only occur if my barbs prick the inside of your soft little cunt channel while my seed bathes your womb. And all of that can only happen if I allow my Mating Knot to enter you—which I will not.” He stroked her cheek and looked intently into her eyes. “So you see, my l’eeja, I can make love to you—or fuck you—without bonding you to me and breaking my vow.” He raised his eyebrows. “Are you ready to begin?”
“I…I suppose we should,” Em said faintly. “The, er, competition already has a leg up on us.” She nodded at the other crystal dome where Lady Tabuu and Lord Torrid were still making vigorous love. “Only, your, er, spines don’t seem to want to go down,” she added, nodding at his thick shaft, where the short, sharp barbs were still erect and sticking out from the dark maroon flesh of his cock.
“Possibly because you are still grasping my Mating Knot,” Rarev purred. “As long as my body thinks we’re going to bond, the spines will remain active.”
“Oh!” Em somehow hadn’t realized she was still stroking the thick knot of flesh at the base of his shaft. Embarrassed, she pulled her left hand away and watched as the stiff spines lay down flat against his shaft again almost immediately.
“Ah, I miss your soft little hands on me already,” Rarev purred. “But I’m looking forward to filling your hot little pussy.”
His words made Em quiver with desire. She still hadn’t gotten over the effects of the Bonding Fluid his spines had injected her with and she thought she had never felt so ready to have sex in her life.
“Tell me how you want me,” she told him breathlessly. “Put me in the position you want to take me in.”
Rarev’s golden eyes blazed with lust.
“Mmm…I see the submissive side of you peeking out, my l’eeja. Very well, to start with, let’s have you on your knees with your hands over your head.”
That’s right—just lean against the side of the dome,” he added, as Em assumed the position he told her to take.
“Is…is there a reason you want me like this? A reason you want to take me from…from behind?” she asked, glancing over her shoulder. The mattress felt soft but firm under her knees and the side of the crystal dome felt cool against her hands and forearms as she leaned against it.