I remember how she touched her clit, making delicate circles around it, and I push her folds apart with a touch, then lean in and take a long, slow taste of her.
She cries out, her hands flying to my horns. A split second later, she pulls back, her hands fluttering in distress. “Sorry.”
I grab one of her hands and put it back on my horn, then give her cunt another intense lick. I want her to touch me. I want her to be utterly aware that it’s me tasting her. It’s Vordigar that’s in this bed with her, not just some nameless stranger she’s proposed marriage to. It becomes my new goal to make her cry my name out again.
That, and squeeze a few orgasms from her.
Piper holds onto my horn tightly as I drag my tongue over her folds, gleaning as much of her sweet taste as I can. After a few more licks, I focus in on her clit, teasing it with my tongue and trying to duplicate the movements she made on her own. I ease my finger back inside her as well, then push another in alongside it, stretching her slowly. I hit on a rhythm that makes her suck in a breath, and when her thighs clench around my ears, it takes everything I have not to grin up at her and stop. I keep going, because I need to wring this release out of her.
“Vordigar,” she pants, her body trembling. A fresh burst of wetness glides over my tongue even as she shudders under me. She clutches at my horns with both hands as I continue to work her clit with my tongue, whimpering and pushing up against me, her thighs clamping the sides of my face. “Oh god. Oh god. Vordigar!”
My name ends in a scream and her entire body stiffens, her cunt flooding with fresh wetness. She quakes so hard that her walls are squeezing my fingers in a vise, but I keep thrusting into her, keep working that sweet little nub with my tongue, and she cries out again, riding my ugly face, and I know she’s come hard. Twice.
I give her sweet-tasting cunt one last proprietary lick and lift my head to give her a smug grin. I wait to hear praise, for her to tell me that I’m the best she’s ever had. Instead, she just trembles and looks at me with pure, utter astonishment.
I decide that’s better than praise. Piper looks utterly flabbergasted that I just made her come. Makes me rock hard, too. No one’s made her come like this, that much is clear, and my mesakkah possessiveness roars to life.
This is my keffing female.
The need to claim her pours over me in waves, and I give the inside of her thigh a nip before I push up over her, covering her smaller body with mine. I make eye contact with her, because I need to know that we’re still on the same page. That she wants this as much as I do.
As if she knows what I’m asking, she meets my gaze and gives me a quick nod.
Good. I keep a hand between us, testing the wetness of her cunt, but she’s still hot and slick and ready for me. I bury my hands in her hair and lean in, breathing in her scent. All of this just adds to the sensation that this is my female. Mine.
With a growl rising in my throat, I surge over her and sink deep into her body.
She gasps, but her legs lift up, going around my hips. My tail latches onto one ankle and I hold her against me as I sink deep again, thrusting hard. The bed shakes with the force of my possession of her, but I can’t stop. Won’t stop. She’s making these soft, mewing little noises in her throat as I claim her, our bodies slamming on the bed, and her cunt ripples around me with every stroke, almost as if she’s coming all over again.
Her nails dig into my skin and she cries out once more, and I realize that it’s not just the plas-film keffing with things and making her seem more sensitive than she is. She really is coming again. Her body’s as tight as a bowstring under mine, her nails clawing at my back, and she’s fierce and wild as she snarls my name into my arm, biting my bicep as she comes again.
This little human’s a wildcat. And I’m the one that’s unleashed this in her.
My release roars through my body and I pump into her, hard and fast, as my climax takes over. I come so hard my balls feel as if they’ve dried up and left nothing for the future. It’s like Piper’s wrung every last drop out of me as I drive into her one last time and shudder.