“Well, maybe you fucking should have.”
“I’d prefer to show you,” he said, moving closer so his throbbing cock hit the entrance of her pussy.
“What are you doing?” she cried in shock as he glided the smooth head of his cock against her, moving it back and forth.
“Shh. I’m only wetting it for what’s to come.”
“Nathaniel, wait. You can’t—”
“Relax. I will ensure you are still intact. Trust me.” He wanted to sink his cock into her pretty little cunt.
And so he would. Just not all the way.
He dipped the head of his cock into her swollen folds, and the ache in his balls intensified. It took every last bit of restraint he had not to blow his load all over her now.
“I want you to take the tip of my cock,” he said. “Mark may have the honour of being your first, but I’ll be damned if he’s the first person to come inside you.”
Kira drew a sharp breath but said nothing, not even when he began to play with himself. She watched in fascination, and seemed torn about what to do as the sound of him jerking off filled the room. He let out a low moan as he stroked his cock, wincing at how good it felt to get it slick with her juices.
“Tell me you don’t want it, pet. Tell me to ‘fuck off’ like you so often do.”
Kira shook her head.
“Tell me the thought of my cum inside you disgusts you.”
There was no answer.
He groaned, one arm on the desk for support, the other stroking his cock in quick movements. He was so close, throbbing and ready to explode all over her, but he wouldn’t insert it unless she wanted him to.
He could tell from her wide eyes that she could see how much it was killing him to wait. How he was completely at her mercy. Worse still was the ache in his chest, for no matter how he had Kira’s body, he would never have her heart.
“Tell me you hate me,” he choked as he stroked his cock. “Tell me all the ways you’ve planned to kill me.”
For all she knew, he deserved it. Once he helped reinstate her in the Poplarin pack, he had no doubt she was coming after him.
But even though she hated him, her desire for release took over and she grabbed his shirt and pulled him closer.
“Do you want me inside you, pet?” he asked, his voice strained from exertion.
“Yes,” she whispered, gripping his shoulders.
It was all the answer he needed. He fisted his cock harder, grunting deep and loud. Just as he was about to come, he pushed the head of his bulging cock through her entrance. Being careful not to enter her fully, he rocked back and forth, fucking her with just the tip until she reached the brink.
Kira’s claws tightened on him as she began to morph. It was only the first phase—the tips of her fingers, which were now sharp with black claws, her yellow eyes were a darker gold, and there was a light coat of fur at the edges of her face. She didn’t shift any further, but it was a sign that the last of her control was slipping away.
“Fuck, you are so beautiful,” he exclaimed. It took everything not to sink his cock in further as he pushed the head in and out, enjoying her loud cries as he neared the edge. Her tight cunt clamped down around him, the muscles contracting and squeezing his cock.
“Fuck,” he groaned, pleasure erupting inside him as he came as well, filling her with his cum. After the first few generous spurts, he pulled out and aimed his cock at her, spraying her pussy, belly, and breasts with hot jets of cum.
They were panting, their bodies hot and flushed, the air in the room thick. It would have been incredible to push his cock back inside her, thrust it in all the way, and enjoy her tight warmth. Instead, he adjusted his cock to the side and lowered his weight onto her, his eyes half-closed.
The room grew quiet as they half-stood, half lay together on the desk, the seconds stretching into minutes.
Kira peered at him with glazed eyes, her expression almost dreamy, but then reality returned and her eyes widened in panic.
Nathaniel waited for her to push him off, or for the look of revulsion to return to her face, but neither of those things happened.
Instead, she confessed, “I’ve never felt like this before.”