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“You know you can confide anything with me, right?”
“Always, love,” he answered, returning to his carnal intent. His hands seized the hem of my silk robe and pushed the material upward.
I squirmed, both wanting and needing what came next. But the dueling desire to get my mate to open up to me forced my knees together.
Doone ignored the hint, one hand sliding between my ankles like a torpedo aimed straight for my pussy.
"We'll talk about this, right?" I half-relented as his thick index finger slid between my panties and my flesh.
It was so damn hard to be obstinate about discussing the issue when my juices immediately gave me away. I had started getting hot and wet the instant he straddled my lower body. Now that his fingers were gently nudging the gate, I was ready to faint with need.
"I was thinking she might stay with us for a bit after you give birth," he admitted. "Because you're either delivering one very big cub or at least twins."
My head bobbed, separate threads of joy and anxiety twisting around my vocal cords.
"Happy?" Doone asked.
I nodded, still unable to shape any words.
He flashed the devilish grin I loved so much, and then he winked at me before his head disappeared beneath the bottom of my robe.
"These panties are far too wet to stay on," he murmured, his firm lips grazing the material. Each word vibrated against my pussy despite the layer of cloth that remained. "Love, you aren't particularly attached to these panties, are you?"
The question emerged as a hungry rumble that forced my hips to wiggle as my eyes rolled back and my breasts pushed upward.
"Never ask me if it's okay to rip my panties off," I growled with a hungry excitement. "Just do it!"
Shredded fabric littered the floor less than a heartbeat later.
My mate's mouth was instantly upon my flesh, his thick tongue delivering bold strokes across and inside me. I squirmed and vibrated, my butt cheeks flexing and relaxing in opposition to one another as my anticipation ballooned. There was so much Doone could do with his body that no other shifter could. That deliciously bold tongue could penetrate as deeply as his cock. Both organs could swell at will whether to caress or batter my insides at maximum capacity.
I groaned and squirmed. He returned my enthusiasm with a lustful growl. His thumb teased my ass in time to the strokes his upper lip took against my clit.
"You! New position, now!" I growled again as I grabbed a fistful of his dark hair. I pulled, guiding him onto his back. He didn't resist, but offered a soft warning.
"Careful, little mama."
My growl would soon become a snarl if I couldn't unleash the thick cock pushing against his pants. My hands worked feverishly to free it. It emerged, hard and throbbing with thick veins promising a deliciously textured thrust. The sight of it was enough to flood my pussy and steal my mind.
I wanted to impale myself on the fat shaft, my pussy swallowing the big tip before fully embedding him inside me. I didn't. I gathered the cream from the thick flow his tongue had teased out of me and rubbed it along the head of his shaft. Biting my bottom lip, I began to work the tip against my anus. The tease of it caused a fresh flood of my juices. I slicked him up again and pressed down a little harder. The tip stretched me. My whole body got hot and tense and so very slick, perspiration beading along my breasts and face.
Down I pushed as his thick fingers rolled my clit between their tips, rolled and tugged, his thumb against the spine of that achy button. He pushed the robe off my shoulders to fully reveal my breasts. Straining forward, he caught one plump achy nipple between his teeth, the contact as electric as a live wire touching my skin.
My ass wiggled, sucked more of him in. I whined from too much pleasure, my need to take him whole forcing my claws to erupt. He groaned as I pierced the flesh of his broad shoulders.
Thick fingers pushed three wide into my pussy, but didn’t go deep. His thumb pressed against my clit at the same time to firmly boss it around in a tight circle.
"I'm going to eat this hot box after you come all over me."
“All over you and the couch," I groaned, not giving a damn about the fabric, just wanting my man to take every inch of me.
My head whipped to one side as his thumb pressed against my clit, slipping and sliding at the coordinated thrust of his fingers inside my pussy and his cock in my ass. I started to keen, rising up and slamming all the way down until my plump bottom nestled against this thick balls, then repeating until I was a delirious piston of thrust and repeat, thrust and repeat, everything throbbing and tight and electric.
Doone pinched my clit, nipped at my breasts, guiding my increasingly erratic movements with one strong hand on my hip. His lips rolled one fat nipple and then he sucked at it. I trembled, a sudden internal drop hitting me hard as my milk released for the first time.
He growled, ravenous for more, more of my breasts, my ass, my pussy.
More of everything, my hunger, my flesh, my wildness as every cell in me seized in ecstasy.
