“I can tell by the way your soft little cunt is quivering that you’re almost there,” Rarev growled, pausing his lapping for just a moment. “But you need a little nudge to help you get over the finish line, don’t you my l’eeja?”
“I…I do,” Em admitted, biting her lip. “I don’t know what, but I do.”
“I know what you need,” Rarev murmured, his voice low and caressing. “Your little pussy is hungry to be filled. Not with my cock,” he added, when Em’s eyes widened and she started to protest. “Just my fingers—for now.” He held up two thick fingers, both covered in the soft, velvety golden fur. “I’m going to fill you up and fingerfuck you, Emilia,” he told her in a low, dominant purr. “Gently at first, until you come. But once you do, you’re going to need it harder—your Second Mating Period is almost on you and your body cries out for penetration.”
“You…you keep saying that…about my Second Mating Period,” Em moaned, for he had gone back to licking her. “I…I don’t know what that means.”
“You will,” Rarev murmured. “Now get ready, I’m going to fill your sweet little pussy up.”
Em gasped as she felt those two velvety fingers entering her. How long had it been since she’d had anything but a vibrator inside her, she wondered? Too long—much too long—and no vibrator in the world felt like this. His velvet touch was as pleasurable inside as it had been outside and his thick fingers stretched her wide as he found the bottom of her channel.
“Oh!” she gasped, as he sucked her clit into his mouth and began caressing it with his tongue again. At the same time, he was fucking gently in and out of her, filling her deeply as he lapped her cunt.
The feeling of being penetrated and tasted at the same time was suddenly too much for her. With a low moan, Em began to come. She buried her fingers in his thick mane, her back arching and her hips bucking as sparks of pleasure rushed along her spine. Her nipples hardened, her toes curled, and for a moment, she could have sworn she saw fireworks exploding all around her.
“Rarev!” she moaned, tugging at his mane. “My L’eej! Oh God, yes…yes!”
The woman in the mirror above her was moaning too and then her eyes were drawn back to Rarev’s, who growled possessively as he continued to lap her through the intense orgasm.
At last, when Em was sure she couldn’t take anymore, he withdrew his fingers from her quivering pussy. Locking eyes with her, he sucked them into his mouth, lapping away her juices with obvious pleasure.
“Fucking delicious.” His voice was a deep, hungry growl and Em felt a primal shiver go through her.
“I…I’ve never done anything like that before,” she admitted in a low voice. “I mean, it’s not like I’ve never had sex, but no man has ever…er, tasted me like that.”
“Then every male you’ve ever been with was a fool,” Rarev told her. He licked his lips, as though savoring her flavor. “I’ve never tasted anything so delicious.”
“I’m, er, glad you liked it,” Em said, feeling a bit awkward. She held out her arms to him. “Look, I’m feeling rather exposed here now that I’ve, er, finished. Would you come and hold me?”
Rarev smiled.
“I would love to.”
He relinquished his spot between her thighs and came up to the top of the bed—if the round bed could be said to have a top—to wrap Em in his arms.
She sighed contentedly as she cuddled close to him—she had an idea she might regret what they’d done in the morning, but she couldn’t just now. It felt too amazing to have the ultra-soft fur over all his hard muscle rubbing against her bare body for her to get too upset. Plus, after having both an emotional and a physical release, she felt bone weary.
But what about Rarev? He had been such a giving lover with her—she didn’t want to leave him unsatisfied.
She reached between his legs but encountered only fur.
“What are you doing, Emilia?” His deep voice sounded amused.
“I…I’m trying to help you, the…the way you helped me,” Em tried to explain, but her words were interrupted in the middle by a huge yawn. “Oh, excuse me,” she said, putting a hand to her mouth. “So sorry, I just…I can’t…”
“You can barely keep your eyes open,” Rarev finished for her. “It’s all right, my l’eeja. I’ll be fine—tonight is all about you. Right now I just want to hold you as you sleep.”
“You…” Em yawned again. “You’re too good to be true,” she got out at last.
The big Monstrum let out a low, rumbling laugh that seemed to shake her entire body.
“No,” he told her. “I’m Kindred. We care for our females—always.” He stroked her hair away from her face and got her settled more comfortably against his big body. “Relax, Emilia. Let yourself sleep. We have a big day tomorrow.”