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Henry wasted no time in sliding his long wet tongue between her legs, giving her soaking pussy a light peck with a devilish grin. She crooned while holding her pelvis up, trying to push it against his face as her fingers clung to the wood table with desperation.
“Oh baby, please fuck me,” she whimpered.
Henry gave in as he always did, licking from the center of her labia all the way to the top of her pulsing clit. Kirsten cried out as her body roared with divine pleasure, a mere preview of what glories were to come next.
Henry dove in hot and fast, moving his lips and tongue in circles, spelling out her name in the precious garden of her juicy delights. Kirsten moaned loudly, rolling her hips against his face, seizing the sides of the table while her entire body tensed with anticipation.
He held onto her thighs as he ate her out with an expert precision Kirsten had yet to encounter within her entire sexual lifetime. The way he softly stroked her thighs enhanced the naughty feeling of having her boss’ tongue inside her pussy, bringing her to an orgasm that she would undoubtedly fantasize about for weeks.
She finally roared out her climax, trapping Henry’s head between her legs out of sheer instinct as she panted with utter abandon. All of the bleak fear of nothingness that had invaded her mind mere weeks before had been replaced with a vibrancy for living that Kirsten once believed was reserved for the enlightened.
Just as she finished coming down from her peak, Henry shoved his pants down and released his hard and veiny cock. She licked her lips as he stroked it, looking at her with a wicked smirk that made her want to ride his face again.
“Give me that cock, you beast,” she hissed at him.
Henry’s pupils dilated, and he shoved his cock inside her hard and began fucking her like bucking bronco. Kirsten screamed in ecstasy with each stroke, slamming directly into her delicate g-spot, with Henry holding up Kirsten’s legs by her calves and her back hovering off the work bench with utter rapture.
Their skin clapped against one another with the speed of a comet. The tools below the work bench were shuddering with the power of his thrusts.
Kirsten held her breath, and her mouth snapped open as her second orgasm of the day fired through her with the speed of a bullet leaving the chamber of a gun. Its intensity rocked her entire world. The sound of Henry’s animalistic grunting of her name as he came soon after she did was the cherry on top of the cake.
He roared loudly, spilling his load inside her sweet pussy as they rolled against each other, huffing with the most wonderful kind of exhaustion. It was a sweet fatigue, the kind you feel after falling into bed after a long day. Kirsten felt like her blood was made of honey, and her soul was bursting through her chest like a dying star.
“Henry, Henry,” she moaned.
He was kissing the inside of her leg when she opened her eyes, running her hands through his hair when something caught her eye. If she had been facing the other way, or if they were somewhere without windows lining the walls, it was likely she wouldn’t have taken any notice.
But the fact that Henry had mentioned someone potentially stalking them had sat on her subconscious fence, coming back to light through the fog of her dopamine drowning.
“Henry.”
All Kirsten could do was point her finger. He lifted his head from the inside of her thigh, then rocketed out of the workshop, still naked and vulnerable.
SIXTEEN
KIRSTEN
She was shaking, terrified of whatever she thought she saw out there. Feeling exposed, she tried to cover herself, but a small warmth filled her chest as she realized that Henry was out there, protecting her.
And that was quickly replaced with a bout of nausea as the revelations hit her. Theywerebeing followed, and even though she had no doubts about Henry, it was still terrifyingly hard to handle. Everything was happening so quickly, and she was trying to wrap her mind around it all.
And on top of that? She had just learned that Henry was a tiger shifter. That explained so many things.
He was a shifter. An actual shifter.
She shook her head, still trying to connect everything together. When she said she liked adventure, she never thought this was something that could come up. This was far crazier than anything she could have ever imagined.
She wasn’t even sure this was what she wanted in life, but it was hard for her to back out now. Zara and Henry had stolen her heart, and they owned it now. She wasn’t sure she could leave even if they wanted her gone. She cared too much.
Kirstin went back inside to dress, and the rest of the day passed uneventfully. It wasn’t until the afternoon, while she was gazing out the window into the sunshine, that she started to feel restless.
She sat in the kitchen, burping Zara after her afternoon bottle. She looked outside, seeing the wind blowing through the trees. It was rather chilly today, but she was okay with that. She was a firm believer in getting her vitamin D from the sun, and now that she knew everything, she was alright with going outside for small periods during the day.
Besides, she needed some fresh air, and so did Zara. It was good for both of them. And she wasn’t delusional enough to think that whoever was out there would be deterred by walls. The only thing keeping them safe was Henry.
She went into the nursery and bundled Zara up. She wrapped her in a small jacket and then a blanket before she headed into her room to change into something warmer.
Kirsten took the baby outside and inhaled a deep breath of fresh air. She sighed, allowing herself to bask in the sun.
