I shudder at the thought of sleeping, of possibly seeing that nightmare again.
I pull her into my arms and hold her close, needing to feel her heartbeat against mine.
She starts to squirm. “Just let me hold you for a bit,” I say, my voice rough with emotion. “You can go back to resting on your belly.”
She smiles and starts to drift off to sleep. She murmurs, “I love you, Aaron.”
I gently rub her back, emotions threatening to overwhelm me again. “You have no idea how much I love you, and what I’m willing to do to keep you.” The words come out fierce, tinged with the desperation I still feel.
My body starts to relax as Mara drifts off into a deep slumber. I keep holding her, her death replaying over and over in my mind. How Eric told me that he could help this not be my future.The image of her lifeless body still burns behind my eyelids every time I blink.
But is it really my future?
I run my fingers over her skin, desperate to memorize every inch of her, to burn the feel of her alive and warm into me. Fear and determination war within me.
I need confirmation before I do something reckless. I need to watch Mara. See what she’s up to when I’m not around.
Mara starts to roll off me and onto her back. When her nightgown rides up and I see her bare pussy, my dick stands right up. All sense of logic escapes me.
I selfishly climb over her, bending her legs back, and bury my head between her thighs.
If her tail slaps my face, I’ll stop.
I just need a taste.
14
Mara
My eyes fly open to the sensation of something warm sliding across my entrance. Heat spikes through my entire body, racing from where his mouth touches me straight up to the back of my neck.
“Ohhhh,” I gasp, the words escaping before I’m fully conscious.
I lift my head, looking down my body to see Aaron between my thighs, his dark eyes locked on mine as his tongue moves against me again. My tail is already curled beside his face, the tassel gently stroking his cheek in approval.
“Aaron!”
He doesn’t answer. Instead, he dips his head and licks me again, deeper this time, his tongue pushing inside me. My back arches off the mattress, my head falling back against the pillows as my eyes roll closed.
“Aaron,” I breathe out, the word more air than sound.
“Please don’t make me stop,” he murmurs against me. “Let me lick you.”
“Oh my god, what a way to wake up.” My hand moves without conscious thought, smoothing over the back of his head,and pushing him deeper between my thighs. My legs spread wider, giving him better access.
He moans against me, the vibration sending shockwaves through my core. The sensation is hot, wet and so intense it borders on painful. He dives in deeper, harder, his tongue relentless as it explores every part of me. His hands slide under my thighs, lifting them higher, spreading me wider.
“Oh my god, what is happening?” I whimper, my voice breaking as the pleasure builds to an almost unbearable intensity.
He gives me nothing. No answer, no pause, no mercy. His mouth is everywhere at once, devouring me with a hunger that borders on desperation. His tongue flattens against me, then points, then circles, finding every spot that makes my thighs quake.
My claws extend, digging into the sheets beneath me as the first orgasm builds. Aaron seems to sense it too, because he doubles his efforts, focusing on that one spot that makes stars burst behind my eyelids.
“Aaron, I’m—I can’t—“ The words dissolve into a high, keening sound as the orgasm crashes through me.
My entire body convulses, my back arching. I roar, the sound tearing from my throat. My thighs lock around his head, trapping him against me, but he doesn’t try to pull away. Instead, he keeps working me through it, his tongue gentler now but still relentless, drawing out every last tremor.
Just as I think I can’t take anymore, he shifts his attention, his tongue moving in slow circles that build the pleasure all over again. I’m still sensitive from the first orgasm, my nerve endings raw, but he doesn’t let up.
