Page 20 of Cujo's Rampage


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“You done playing, kitty?”

With a cheeky smile and glint in her eye, she leaned in. Curious at what she was planning, I stayed still to let her have her fun. That was, until she nipped at my nipple. Then, with a hiss, I jerked back in reflex. She wanted a little roughness, did she? I could give her that.

With a growl, I picked her up and tossed her onto the mattress. With wide eyes she looked up at me, like she hadn’t expected me to do what I did. I paused, worried I’d scared her. I was about to apologize when her face broke out into a cheeky grin again and she started to slowly spread her legs, teasing me with what I wanted.

Pressing a knee on the mattress, I ran my palms up her legs, loving the way she shivered as I pushed them out far enough to give me the room I needed.

“My turn to play now, babe. And I distinctly remember promising you I’d take all night with you when I got the chance.”

Before she could say a word, I lowered down and took a lick up her center, getting my first taste of her for the night. She groaned and lifted her hips up when I pulled back, making me laugh as I gripped her hips to hold her still while I buried my face back against her and got serious about making a meal out of my woman.

Her honeysuckle scent filled my senses as I continued to lick, nip and tease her pussy with my mouth. With a hum that had her gasping and tangling her fingers in my hair, I added two fingers to the mix, finger-fucking her as I tormented her clit.

“Cujo.”

Her voice was barely more than a moan as she began to thrash on the bed. With one last swirl of my tongue around her clit, I lifted my face up to stare into her blissed-out countenance. I kept my fingers moving, loving the way she was squirming for me. As I found her g-spot within her core, I ground the heel of my palm against her clit, knowing it would send her flying. Her breath grew choppy as she grabbed fistfuls of the sheets.

“Come for me, my mate.”

As if she’d been waiting on my words, she screamed and climaxed. Her core tightened around my fingers as I slid them free. Lowering my mouth back to her, I lapped up her cream and kept at her with slow, lazy strokes until she started to come down from her high. When she relaxed against the mattress, I moved up, pressing a kiss to the top of her bare mound before I continued my way up her body. I stopped when I got to her beautiful tits, sucking and biting each nipple while I tweaked and tugged on the other with my fingers.

I didn’t ease my attention until she was once again squirming beneath me. I fully intended to wring so many orgasms from my woman that by morning she wouldn’t know what day of the week it was, and maybe even forget her own damn name.

Continuing up her body, I took her mouth with mine, giving her a powerful, dominant kiss that let her know I was done playing and she was all fucking mine now. She wrapped her legs around my waist, digging her heels into my ass until I thrust forward and sunk balls deep inside her.

“Fuck, Lily-Rose… so fucking good.”

“Mmm hmmm.”

I would have chuckled at her moaned response, but I was too focused on how good it felt to her pussy squeezing the hell out of my cock on each thrust into her wet heat. I knew without a doubt that I was never gonna get tired of fucking my mate. My woman.

Lily-Rose

The next morning, I woke to find my body was still blissfully sore in places. Never had I thought I’d be smiling after a night filled with so much sex, but here I was, unable to wipe the grin off my face. In my sleep, I’d rolled out of his reach, probably because the man was a damn furnace and I’d gotten overheated. Careful so I didn’t wake my sleeping mate, I moved around so I could run my gaze over him. He lay on his back, his face toward me as he peacefully slept. He was so much larger than me, so much stronger. The sheets had slipped down to around his waist revealing his upper body, which was nothing but a whole lot of sexy muscles covered with various tattoos and scars.

Licking my lips, I ran my gaze over each one. One day I’d kiss each mark on his body, trace his tattoos with my tongue… I couldn’t wait. But this morning, I had another idea that had my body growing damp in anticipation. I reached out and slowly moved the sheet until his entire body was revealed to me in the morning sunlight that crept in around the curtains.

Even flaccid, his dick was big. Not wanting him to wake yet, I bit back the moan that wanted to escape my throat as my body clenched and trembled in memory of exactly how good Cujo was at using that part of his anatomy. But for all the ways he’d taken me overnight, I’d still not been able to get a taste of him. That was about to change.

I’d been forced to learn early on how to be good at blow jobs, but I’d never once enjoyed it or looked forward to it. It was surreal to now be slowly crawling over the bed toward a man, being careful to not wake him and risk him stopping me from getting a taste of him. My mouth was watering by the time I was leaning over him close enough to be surrounded by his delicious pine and sea spray scent.

Barely resisting the urge to giggle at how much fun I was having sneaking up on my mate, I lowered and took the entirety of his dick in my mouth. Instantly, it began to harden and with a groan, he buried a hand in my hair.

“Fuck, Lily-Rose… feels so good.”

Now he was awake, I moved to straddle his leg, rubbing my pussy against him as I took his now hard length as deep as I could. Swallowing against him when he hit my throat, he barked out a curse and shuddered. With a hum, I rose up his shaft, teasing my tongue around the rim before sucking on just the tip for a few moments.

His grip in my hair tightened when I brought my other hand into the mix, cupping his balls before gently rolling them. Within minutes, I had him bucking and squirming beneath me, mindless in the pleasure I was giving him. My heart soared that I could do this to my mate. He was so much physically stronger than I was, yet with just my mouth and hands on him for a few minutes, he was putty and at my mercy.

Pulling all the way off, I inched down a little so I could take his balls in my mouth. Gently sucking and tonguing him until he was cursing, I moved to lick up the underside of his cock before taking him back in deep, all the way to the back of my throat.

I continued to play, trying different things to learn exactly what would drive my mate wild. When I got my next taste of his pre-cum, I couldn’t hold in my happiness. Purring, I went back to my ministrations.

“Fuck. I’m gonna come. Pull off if you don’t wanna bellyful of me, babe.”

I stilled until he looked down at me. The moment our gazes locked, I slid his length back inside my mouth, swirling my tongue around him until I couldn’t, then humming until his cockhead tapped the back of my throat. When I swallowed against him, he barked out another curse and his dick throbbed against my tongue. I pulled back a fraction as he began to come so I could swallow every drop down. I didn’t want to waste a drop, he tasted that good.

I was gently lapping at his still hard erection to clean him completely when, with a growl, he slipped his hands under my arms and pulled me up his body. My legs fell to either side of his torso. With a huge grin, I pressed my palms against his shoulders to lift up so I could look down into his face. My hair fell forward, forming a curtain around us as I moved to lay my lips against his.

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