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“Then take it off another way, however you need to. I have other dresses.”
She doesn’t realize the instincts her suggestion provokes—an uncivilized desire to ravage her, to breed her. This isn’t the time, but maybe one day, after she has claimed me for her mate, I will let the bullish part of me have his way.
For now, I skim my fingertips along the neckline of the pretty blue dress she won’t get to wear again, then curl my hands around the front edges and rip it open in one swift motion. The sound of buttons bouncing across the hardwood floor seems distant compared to the rumble rolling up from my chest.
“Natalie.” I trace the top edge of a pale-blue lace bra, then drag my finger down the middle of her body, to the front of her matching panties. “You’re so beautiful. I want to look at you forever.”
With one hand, she opens the front clasp of the bra. The material falls away and her breasts spill free. I cup them, one in each hand, learning their weight, stroking the deep-rose nipples with my thumbs until both are tall, hard peaks.
“God, yes,” she says when I take the first one into my mouth. “Your tongue feels so good. And your teeth scraping my skin when you suck… and your fur…”
I give the other breast the same treatment, going back and forth between them until her skin is red and slick with my saliva. I would spend hours teasing her breasts, but the scent of her arousal is irresistible. I lick and kiss my way down her body, tugging her panties out of the way when I reach her hips.
She wiggles to help me get rid of them, placing one delicate foot in the middle of my chest as soon as the scrap of material clears her toes. “Now you. I want you naked.”
Shirt, pants, and the rest hit the floor in under ten seconds. My cock is hard as a tree trunk, and when she licks her lips while staring at it, every bullish instinct kicks in simultaneously. Rough huffing of breath, stomping of hooves, my tail swishing wildly. Physiological responses I wasn’t sure a human mate would be able to get past, but Natalie doesn’t just accept them, they arouse her. I see it in her glassy eyes. Her parted lips and shallow breathing. But mostly, in her scent. I could come just from the scent of her pussy.
Cupping her feet, I open her wide, drape her legs over my shoulders, then kneel between her spread legs. “Gods, Natalie. Your pussy is the only thing I want to eat for the rest of my life.” I mean to go slow. To tease and draw out her pleasure. But the instant I taste her on my tongue, have my nose pressed tight against her slick, silky folds, there is no slow. No teasing. No control. Just my ravenous hunger for my mate’s heat.
Her soft moans and twitching hips spur my need for her to come on my face. I reach down, stroke myself until my fingers are coated in precum, then spread it over her entrance. Her back arches as I burrow my tongue inside her, fucking her with it while I nudge and rock my wide nose against her clit.
I gather more precum, withdraw my tongue and replace it with two well-coated fingers. Her walls squeeze them, resisting, then relax.
“I want some,” she says, holding her mouth open while her hips rock against my face, my fingers.
And I want to feed it to her. All day and night long. Feasting on her pussy, I look up at her, press my precum-covered fingers between her parted lips, growling when she moans. My cock is too big to experience the sensation of her sucking it, but I swear I feel it between my legs when she sucks my fingers deeper into her mouth.
I slip my fingers from her pussy, coat them in precum, then slide three inside her while licking and flicking her clit. The air is thick with her scent, her breathy moans. She’s ready to come. Desperate for it. But my mate also wants my cock, and I need to ready her. To stretch her for what’s next.
I’m already throbbing for her. Leaking a steady stream. I dribble more into her mouth, then cover my hand with it and ease all my fingers between her swollen pink pussy lips.
“Oh god,” she pants, as I push deeper. Deeper. Until the base of my fingers sit at her entrance. She moans low and long as I begin to fuck her with my whole hand while doubling-down on her clit. A sharp, high-pitched cry replaces the moan as she tangles her fingers in my hair. Grabs my horns. Bucks against my face, panting and babbling as she rides my mouth, my fingers, my nose.
Even when her grinding stops and her body goes flaccid, I keep devouring her. Twisting my fingers inside her, I find that spot that drove her to orgasm last night, and press on it while rolling my tongue fast and hard over her clit.
Her body arches like a taut bow, then she cries out my name, rocking against my face until her panting turns to soft, breathy laughter. “Tell me I’m ready,” she says when I rise between her thighs. “Because I want to be ready.”
If I could look at every part of her at once, I would. In this moment, I can’t look away from her pussy, stretched and glistening. I guide my cock to her entrance, using the fat tip to spread precum all over her.
She’s so small. Even with the stretching, the head of my cock is wider than her opening. But she’ll take me. We’ll fit. She’ll come with my cock buried inside her, and I’ll coat her walls with my cum.
She tenses as I press in, rocking forward, forward, trying to push past her body’s defenses. Beneath me, her hair moves against the blanket as she shakes her head. “You’re too big.”
Pulling back may be the most difficult thing I’ve ever done. For her, I’d do anything. Including not give up.
I lean in and kiss her. Softly at first, then deeper, sliding my shaft over her clit in a matching rhythm, until her legs wrap around my back and her hips is rock upward to meet my thrusts.
Her body twitches and tenses, jerking beneath me as she comes again, moaning my name against my lips. “Try again, please, I want you inside me.”
“You’ll have me there, my sweet one. I promise you.” I ease out of her hold. Kneeling before her creamy thighs again, I stroke myself hard and fast, until my balls are hot and tight, my cock throbbing with the need for release. “Taste me.”
She reaches down, catching the first small surge of cum, her eyes closing as she licks her fingers clean.
“Again, Natalie.” I growl as she happily, greedily, swallows another mouthful. “Watch me fuck you,” I command, looking into her lust-drunk eyes when she stares up at me. “Watch us mate.” My tail whips as the last trace of control snaps.
She catches it, brings the tip to her breasts, tickling her nipples with the fur. Lips parted, eyes wide, she watches cum spurt from my cock.
I paint her pussy with it, drenching her folds, her entrance, then grip her hips and push inside. No resistance this time; her pussy is ready, pliant. But still so tight. So perfectly godsdamned tight.
