Chapter 32. I See It Now... Bunnykins Are A Quick Squirter For Every Five Seconds!**

Chapter 32: 32. I See It Now... Bunnykins Are A Quick Squirter For Every Five Seconds!**

The adrenaline slowly ebbed away, leaving behind a heavy, charged silence that filled the room.

I sat on the edge of the bed with my back against the wall, and also with Millie perched on my thighs.

I held her close, her small body still trembling slightly from the shock of the pain, while I kept a protective arm wrapped around her waist.

Between us, the sheets were ruined, with dark crimson stains spreading across the fabric, but the bleeding had finally slowed to a trickle.

We both stared out through the window, watching the endless expanse of the night sky. The stars looked cold and distant, a stark contrast to the raw, bleeding heat still pulsing between our bodies.

"Leon..." Millie’s voice was a fragile thread in the dark.

She reached down, her small, pale hands finding mine. She interlaced her fingers with my scarred, massive ones, lifting them up to examine them in the faint moonlight filtering through the glass.

"Your hands... they’re so big... and also strong." She traced the callouses on my palm with her thumb. "I always heard stories about humans..."

"That you were fragile, or that you were either monsters or cowards. " A soft, breathless laugh escaped her lips. "But you’re neither..."

She turned her head to look up at me, her eyes bright with something dangerously close to worship. "And I never imagined... I never thought a human could carry something so... massive."

"When you first pressed against me, I thought I was going to die..." She lowered her ears. "But even then..."

She leaned forward, pressing her lips to mine in a kiss that tasted of salt and tenderness. "I love how you tried, Leon..."

"When you realized I was hurting... when you fought yourself just to keep from breaking me."

"Most humans would have just taken what they wanted... But you... you cared more about my pain than your own pleasure."

The admission hit me like a physical blow. My cock, already sensitive from the near climax, throbbed violently at her words.

I could feel myself hardening again, the tip of my cock pressing insistently against the soft swell of her ass where she sat on my lap.

"Fuck, Millie," I growled against her lips, my voice thick with restrained hunger. "You have no idea what you’re doing to me."

"I think I do," she whispered, her hips shifting unconsciously, grinding back against my erection. "Nnh..."

I couldn’t hold back anymore. The tenderness was still there, but the beast was clawing at the surface again, emboldened by her acceptance.

I wrapped both my arms around her, pulling her back against my chest until there was no space left between us. My hands slid down her spine, feeling the delicate ridges of her vertebrae before splaying across her soft, pale tummy.

Her skin felt like heated silk beneath my palms.

"You’re mine, Millie," I muttered, my breath hot against the sensitive fur of her ear. "Do you understand...? Every part of you."

"Yes... ahhh..." she moaned as I slid my hands upward, cupping the impressive weight of her breasts.

They felt enormous in my hands, the nipples already pebbled and aching for attention. "Please, Leon... don’t stop now."

"I want to feel you again... I want to feel you properly this time."

I leaned in, capturing one of her long, white bunny ears between my teeth. I didn’t bite hard enough to hurt, but I grazed the sensitive cartilage with my teeth, sucking gently on the tip.

"Mmmph! Ahh! Leon!" She arched her back against me, her head falling back onto my shoulder.

Her breasts pressed into my palms as she whined, a sound of pure, unadulterated need. "That feels... oh god... so good..."

"I’m going to be so careful this time," I promised, my voice dropping to a dangerous register as I felt her cunt begin to slick against my thigh again. "But I’m not going to stop until you’re screaming my name."

"Then fuck me," she cried out, turning in my arms to face me, her eyes blazing with a hunger that matched my own. "Fuck me until I forget everything except you...!"

The hunger was a living thing now, clawing at my insides. My cock was rock hard, throbbing with a demand that made my vision swim.

For a split second, the old instinct... the raw, mindless need to simply drive myself into her and claim her flared up.

I almost let it take over again... I was so fucking close to let myself lunge forward.

But then I remembered the blood. I remembered her scream.

’Not again... Nope... Never again.’

"Slow down, Leon... nnh... please just... ahhh..." Millie’s voice was a desperate plea, her body already seeking the friction.

"I’m not going to hurt you, Millie... I swear, I’m not going to rush it again," I promised, my voice strained as I fought to maintain control. "I need to prepare you."

"I need to know exactly how you work before I put myself inside you again."

I gently maneuvered her so that her upper body was pressed against my chest, her breasts pillowed against my pectorals for a little comfort before I change her position back.

I wanted her to feel my heartbeat to know I was present, conscious, and holding back for her sake. I guided her hips down so she was straddling me, but kept her upright, her spine pressed against mine.

I reached down between our bodies, my fingers finding her entrance.

I had never studied a bunnykin’s anatomy before, but as my fingertips brushed against her, I realized why they were so different from humans.

Her folds weren’t just soft, buy they felt almost... responsive, like they were alive with their own nervous system.

The entrance was impossibly delicate, almost translucent in its thinness, but the interior as I tentatively slid one finger inside was a revelation.

"Fuck, Millie... you’re so... nnh..." I couldn’t even finish the sentence.

The inside of her was unlike anything I’d ever felt. It wasn’t just tight... I was surprised that it was layered.

There seemed to be these small, rhythmic ridges that pulsed against my finger as if they were trying to grip me, to pull me in.

It felt like velvet wrapped around hot water. And the heat... don’t let me start with this one, but... it was fucking intense, a feverish, wet warmth that made my own cock twitch violently against her ass.

"Leon... ahhh... what are you doing? Mmmph..." Millie’s head fell back against my shoulder, her bunny ears flopping forward.

"Hahh... nhhhh.... ahnnnn..." Her breathing was already becoming erratic.

"I’m learning you," I whispered hoarsely.

I began to work my fingers with deliberate purpose. I started with slow, circular motions around her clit, feeling how hypersensitive she was.

Every touch made her whole body shudder. "I want to know exactly where you need me most."

I slid two fingers inside... stretching her gently, feeling those internal ridges pulse against my knuckles.

I began to hook my fingers upward, finding the spot that made her entire body arch.

"OH! Leon! Ahhhnnn! Nnh nnh!" Millie’s scream was different this time higher, more musical, filled with a building ecstasy.

Her hips began to roll involuntarily against my hand. "Right there... fuck... don’t stop, please don’t stop!"

I picked up the pace, my fingers moving in a steady, rhythmic thrust that mimicked the motion she wanted.

I watched her face in the dim light her eyes were rolled back, her lips parted in a silent scream of pleasure. Her tail was wagging so fast it was a white blur.

And then, something extraordinary happened.

As I hit a particularly sensitive spot, Millie’s entire body stiffened. Her hips bucked hard against my hand, and suddenly, I felt a warm, pressurized gush of fluid explode from her.

"AAAAAHHHH! OH GOD!" she shrieked, her body convulsing.

SQUIIRT~!

A stream of clear, sweet smelling liquid shot out from between her legs, soaking my hand and splashing onto the sheets.

I froze, feeling mesmerized.

Before I could even process what had happened, five seconds later, her hips rolled again, and another burst of fluid erupted from her.

SQUIRT~! SQUIRT~! SQUIRT~!

"Nngh! Ah! Ah! Ah!" she moaned in rapid fire succession.

"Millie? Sweetheart...?" I asked, my voice thick with shock. "Are you okay?"

"I... hngh... I can’t help it!" she gasped out, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. "It just... it happens when you touch me there... oh fuck... it keeps coming!"

I realized then that she was a quick squirter... wait no, that was an understatement. Bunnykin seemed built for this.

Every time I hit that sweet spot, every five seconds or so, her body would release another involuntary fountain of arousal. It was a continuous, rolling wave of climax that seemed to have no end.

The sight and feel of it... the way her body was literally overflowing with desire sent my arousal past the breaking point. My cock felt like it was going to burst through my skin.

The wetness from her squirting was coating both of us, making the friction between her ass and my erection slick and unbearable.

"You’re incredible," I growled, my fingers continuing their work despite the flood. "You’re fucking overflowing with me already."

"Leon! Leon, please!" she cried out, her voice cracking with need as the next squirt hit. "I need you!"

"I need to feel you inside that wetness!"

"Fuck me now! Please, please, please!"