“Prep,” I choked out, though it sounded more like a plea than an order. My pride was hanging by a thread because the second I saw the size of him, I knew I’d be ruined without it.
Zerith’s grin sharpened. “Good soldier.”
The tip of his tail slid lower, teasing over my balls, then pressing against the tight ring of my ass. My whole body tensed.
“Relax,” he said, like it was the easiest thing in the world. “I’ll make it fit.”
The pressure grew, his tail pushing until I gasped and clenched around the intrusion. It was slick already, the surface coated in something that made it glide, but it was still thick, still wrong.
“f**k—” I gritted my teeth, legs trembling.
He didn’t stop. He pushed in slow, stretching me inch by inch until my back arched hard against the wall.
“Look at you,” Zer
