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Rax groaned with desire as her sweet fragrance—slightly mixed with his—teased his nose. What he needed to do was apply more of his scent to her curvy body—to thoroughly mark her as his own. It was like leaving a sign that only his Beast could read—“This one is ours—don’t hurt her.”

Leaning forward, he rubbed his rough cheek against the soft nest of short black curls that covered her mound, marking her with more of his own scent.

“Oh!” he heard her moan and then she pressed closer to him, balancing herself by holding onto his shoulders and rubbing against him like a feline that wanted to be stroked.

Rax obliged her, rubbing his other cheek against her as well, making sure to rub against her outer pussy lips this time. This earned him another moan and then, as he had hoped, she parted her legs which gave him a better look at her.

Her pussy was as ripe and dark as a berry inside and glistening wet with her honey. Deep in her pussy mouth, he could see just a hint of his own cream, which he had pumped into her the night before. The sight and scent drove his lust even higher and he leaned in eagerly, wishing his hands were free so he could curl them around her hips and split her thighs wide for a thorough tasting.

“Gods, baby yes—spread that pussy for me,” he growled hoarsely. “Let me lap your sweet, creamy little cunt until you come for me.”

“But Rax, you…you promised you’d only scent mark me,” Breenah said breathlessly and she pulled away from him, a little bit. “Not actually taste my pussy.”

Looking up, Rax saw she was biting her lip, as though she wasn’t certain about what they were doing.

“That’s what I’m doing sweetheart,” he growled hoarsely, trying to reassure her. “Just scent marking you. But I also need to mark the inside of your pussy with my scent.”

“I thought you said you didn’t have to…to mark me inside…unless I wanted you to,” she whispered.

Rax gave her a level look.

“You can’t tell me you don’t want me to lap inside your sweet pussy and mark you there, little girl,” he growled. “I can smell your desire—you need this as much as I do.”

Breenah bit her lip and he could see her struggling with herself and the deep sexual desire he had awakened in her.

“Well…as long as you’re just marking me, I guess,” she said, and he could almost hear her rationalizing this act to herself.

“That’s all I need to do—just mark you,” Rax assured her. Which was true—he had scent glands in his mouth and tongue too—he could mark the inside of her pussy by licking her. But he would be lying if he said that marking her was the only thing on his mind. He wanted to taste her—wanted it with a single-minded purpose he’d never felt for any female before.

“Well…” Her hips twitched closer.

“Come here, little girl,” Rax urged her. “Spread your pussy and let me mark you. It’s the only way to keep you safe,” he added—which was also true.

“All right.” At last she gave in, pressing her hips forward and letting her open pussy drift towards his mouth.

Rax couldn’t wait any longer—her bewitching feminine fragrance was calling to him and he longed to taste that berry-ripe pussy, slick with her juices, and suck her tight little clit into his mouth.

With a low groan, he leaned forward and gave her a long, hot lick, bathing her pussy with his tongue from bottom to top. Her sweet-salty flavor filled his mouth and his cock went rock-hard in his trousers. Gods, he was really going to enjoy this—he couldn’t wait to make her come!

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BREENAH

Breenah moaned in surprised pleasure as the giant’s hot tongue slid over her sensitive little button. Her clit was throbbing with need as it never had before and she had the feeling that something was building in her—some pleasurable peak she’d never been able to reach in the past was now within her grasp. Or it would be soon, if Rax kept this up.

“Oh!” she moaned as he did it again, swirling the tip of his tongue around her clit and sending tingles all through her body. “Oh, Rax, yes!”

“That’s right, baby,” she heard him growl between licks. “That’s right—feed me that sweet pussy. Gods, love the way you taste!”

Breenah moaned again and ran her hands through his hair, grinding against him eagerly. She had no more reservations about letting the giant taste her—now she just wanted him to keep going so this pleasure inside her would keep building. She felt that if it did, she might soon explode from the inside out as the good feelings built to a peak inside her. And more than anything, she wanted to feel that happen. She—

“What is the meaning of this? What is going on in here?”

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