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She rolls onto her back, and that gives me access to her other full teat. Fascinated, I tug on her tunic, pulling it up and revealing warm skin. "Mmm…Victor?" Her eyes open a slit and she looks at me with dazed confusion. "Are you okay? Can you not sleep?"
Her hand goes to my mane, and she smooths it back from my face affectionately, her fingers drifting over one of my tufted ears. I press my mouth to the soft belly I've exposed and brush my lips over her skin. "I want to touch you, Bee. I want to do for you like you did for me. I want to give you pleasure."
A little moan escapes her, and fresh arousal soaks the air around us. "Oh," she breathes. "Victor, you…don't have to. I like touching you. It wasn't tit for tat." Her fingers toy in my hair. "Wanted to make you feel good."
"I want to touch you," I repeat again. "Your scent is making me mad with need, Bee." I lap at her navel with my tongue, wanting to lick her all over. "Let me caress you. Let me rub your cunt and slake your need. Please."
Bee whimpers again, but she tugs her tunic up above her teats, revealing them to my gaze. It's a silent invitation for more, and I fall upon her hungrily, thrilled that I get this chance to give my mate the pleasure she deserves. Now that her skin is exposed, I can see that those fascinating nipples are a deeper shade than the rest of her skin, tight and pointing up at my mouth as if in a silent demand to be tasted. I flick my tongue over one, and Bee gasps, her thighs coming apart in another silent request.
Kef me, this female is going to destroy me. I'm never leaving this bed again, not as long as she's in it. With a hungry growl, I nip at the taut tip of one breast, then my greedy mouth moves to the other to give it attention. I lick one, then the other, and when she wriggles with pleasure, panting, she digs her fingers into my mane, holding me to her teats. The heavy globes slide against her sides, so I cup each one as I taste it, feeding it to my hungry mouth. I want to feast on these gorgeous teats forever, play with them endlessly, because she's making such sweet, needy sounds as I do, and all the while, her arousal scent grows thicker and thicker around us.
I think about how she'd touched me, and how she squeezed my shaft and dragged her fingers through the wetness on the tip of my cock. I want to do the same to her—to give her touches between her legs that make her wild with pleasure. I lift my mouth from one glorious teat to glance up at her. "Can I touch your cunt, Bee?"
She moans, nodding as she clutches at my head. Her thighs spread apart, and the scent of her nearly overwhelms me with need. I latch onto one of her nipples again, teasing and sucking, and press my hand between her thighs, exploring her. She did not wear trou to bed, wishing to be comfortable, and I am grateful for it. There's a scrap of material covering her cunt, and when I discover it with searching fingers, I growl in frustration and push it aside, because I need her cunt exposed to me.
"Victor," she pants. "Oh, Victor."
My searching fingers uncover a crinkle of curls over the mound of her cunt. I find these fascinating, but not nearly as fascinating as the slippery wet folds underneath those curls. She is soaked, my pretty Bee, my fingertips gliding through her folds with such ease that it makes my cock ache. So wet for me. I drag my fingers through those soft petals of flesh, grateful again that my claws are gone. Now I have the freedom to touch and explore her as I like, and I trace her folds with one fingertip, then the seam between them, then deeper still. I find the entrance to her body, the one that leads inside her, and dip into it with a fingertip. That elicits a moan from her, but her most fascinating reaction comes when I brush over the bead of flesh at the apex of her cunt. It is rounded and prominent, and when I rub my fingertip against it, her legs jerk and she makes a garbled sound, her fingers tightening in my mane.
Perhaps this is the most sensitive spot, then. I lick the nipple I'm teasing and lift my head to ask, when the thick, heady scent of her overwhelms me. Bee's juicy cunt is coating my hand with her delicious scent, and I need to taste it. I lift my hand to my mouth and lick my fingers.
