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Oh.
Oh kef.
I let out a long, ragged groan. "Oh, Bee. That cunt is juicy. I've never tasted anything better."
She whimpers, squirming on the blankets. "Victor," she pants. "Touch me."
"Can I use my tongue? I need to use my tongue," I clarify. "I need to taste all of you."
"Please," she says again. "Please, please. I need you so much."
I love how wild she is. How frantic. She's as hungry for my mouth as I am for her touch. Smugly, I think how the other male never elicited any response from her. A mere touch from me and Bee's cunt soaks with honey. In this, I am a champion, and I am eager to use my champion skills to make my mate come harder than she ever has before.
With wild, eager presses of my mouth to her belly, I ease down her rounded body and then between her thighs. Her clothing is still in the way, so I guide her legs together and pull it down her limbs, tossing it aside like rubbish. It's in my way. I want her cunt exposed to the air, exposed to my tongue. And now that she's naked, I feast on the sight of her.
Bee's cunt is just as lovely to gaze upon as it is to touch. Her folds are duskier than the rest of her golden-brown skin, drawing the eye in silent invitation. She's so wet that her skin gleams, the curls above her slit damp. I run a teasing finger up and down, spreading her softness for my gaze, and she moans, her abundant thighs going wide again. Gleaming amidst those folds is the sensitive pearl of flesh that's makes her react, and I can't wait to get my mouth on it.
I suck my fingers clean of her taste as I use my other hand to rub her cunt. She squirms against my touch, panting, and it makes her teats jiggle enticingly. "Unfair," I murmur, licking the last of her juices from my skin. "I want my mouth all over you, but I can only put it one place at a time." When she makes another needy sound, I chuckle, feeling strong and powerful to make such a beautiful female so hungry for my touch. "Lucky for you, I know where I want it most."
"Don't make me beg," she warns.
"You're already begging," I remind her, and slide to the end of the bed. It's such a small, ridiculous bed clearly made for humans and not anyone larger. It's almost a relief to kneel on the floor and just haul her down toward where I'm waiting to taste her. I tug one thigh over my shoulder, grateful again that my spikes have receded, because it allows me to do this. I hook her other leg as well and then nuzzle my face against her cunt, drowning in the scent of her.
She cries out, the sound sweet to my ears.
As for me, I am lost. I have been dreaming of the taste of her for weeks now, and this is sensory overload. Like the ravenous beast I am, I bury my face in her folds and tongue her. My world ceases to exist outside of the cradle of her wet cunt, and I lick every bit of delicious wetness from her body, needing more and more with every stroke of my tongue. Bee's hands twist in my mane and she cries out as I lap at her, but she does not come. It takes me a moment to realize that I have been selfishly seeking my own pleasure, not hers. She needs that sensitive little bead teased, and I have been sating myself on her juices. With a determined growl, I move up to the little bud and trace the tip of my tongue around it.
Bee sucks in a breath, her hips arching. Her hands tremble against my scalp. "Victor!"
"I am here," I tell her, and then lick that bead again. "Is this what you like?"
She makes a low keening noise in her throat, her thighs tightening around my neck. "Oh please, Victor. Please, please, please. Make me come. I need it."
I want to tell her that I have her. That I will not let her go until I make her come better than she has ever come before. That she is my mate and I am claiming her with every stroke of my tongue on this gorgeous cunt. But all of that would require lifting my mouth, and I am greedy enough to keep tonguing her, making sure to drag the flat of my tongue against the nub with every pass.
"My clit," she tells me, panting. "Tease the hood of my clit just like that."
A clit? Is that what it is called? I make a mental note of this and do as she asks, and I love that she is bold enough to demand this from me. "Tell me how you like it," I murmur between licks. "So I can give you the best orgasm."
