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"Can I sleep now, Khell?"
"No, petal," I answered, although in truth I had no real way of stopping her. I was done playing cruel master for the moment. I wanted to enjoy Sunny's flesh with my own mind.
She sighed and nodded, then remained limp aside from a little tremble as I ran my hands up from the inside of her frail ankles to the soft pillow of her inner thighs. I used my claws to carefully spread the swollen and reddened lips of her sex. Creamy fluid spilled out, and Sunny gasped, the peaks of her breasts rising and falling.
"Is it being opened to me you like, or my claws?" I asked.
"Both," she admitted softly.
I stroked one long black tip against the side of one of her labia and purred as she released a whimpering moan. I repeated the action on the other lip, stroking up to her clit and down to her opening, watching Sunny's stomach jump and breasts jiggle, her toes curl. It was not fear, not as far as I could tell. Sunny trusted me beyond reason, trusted my claws, my tusks, my strength. She didn't tense as I circled her opening with one claw, just moaned and clenched and dripped.
I pulled away, and she caught her breath, grunting as I grasped her thighs and dragged her closer, just enough for me to be able to bend forward and reach that cunt with my mouth. I dipped my finger inside of her, kissed her clit with a swirl of my tongue, and Sunny's hands flew into the braid of my hair, weaving her fingers into the strands and holding me to her.
She hadn't asked for this, and she was too tired and sore and overwhelmed for what I wanted to really be considered care. But I wanted to feast on this woman. I wanted to pay tithe with my tongue on her flesh, inside of her, with my teeth massaging her muscle and my tusks pinching her skin and my claws drawing possessive marks on her.
"Khell, what—what are you doing?" Sunny gasped.
She didn't mean what was I doing with my clawed finger pumping carefully inside of her, with my tongue lapping away our release as it seeped out.
"Worshipping you, petal," I rasped, diving back down and sucking at her clit briefly until she whined with the pain of being overstimulated for too long. I pulled away. This wasn't about her release. It certainly wasn't about mine.
"But…why?"
I should've had her on her knees for me, crawling after me on the floor on those weak little limbs of hers. I should've had her washing my feet, kissing my skin, telling me how much she liked my cock. That was what she had come to the agency for, hired me for, paid me for.
But Sunny was tired and I had appreciation to express to this body that had already performed such feats of ecstasy for me.
I pulled my finger out of her, kissing her inner thighs, her rounded hip bones, a line up to her belly button where I dipped my tongue in, lapping at the playful flavor of her sweat. Did I have an answer for her? A true one I could speak, or simply one that would satisfy her?
"Because it pleases your master to do so," I said, grinding the words out as I stroked my cheek against her thigh, sneaking another flick of my tongue out to taste her cunt before standing straight again.
I scooped my hands under her left side and rolled her over onto her stomach before she could ask more questions.
I dug my hands into her lower back, and Sunny squeaked at the first satisfying pop of her body and then went limp. "Be my pretty deity, petal. For your cunt is divine, and so is your mouth. Because you sing like an angel as you come on my cock and make me see the heavens."
"Fuck, Khell'ar," she sighed as I kneaded and stroked down to her ass, spreading her cheeks briefly to admire her rosebud hole I'd played with the night before.
I bent my head again, and Sunny let out a half-hearted, garbled yelp as I licked up her crease here too, from her cunt to the base of her spine and then back down to that puckered hole again, burrowing in the sharp tip of my tongue.
"I must taste every part of my goddess, petal. I am a hungry devotee," I murmured against her ass, kissing and tonguing at her hole as she squealed and squirmed, and pinned my hands splayed on her cheeks.
"Oh my—"
"My goddess," I said, cutting Sunny off with a growl, lapping down to her cunt where she was growing sharp with new arousal, and then up again to the darker and earthier, secretive flavor of her ass. "Give me all of you."
Sunny gave up speech as I helped myself to my new feast, tongue thrusting and licking where my fingers had first searched last night. I was tempted to stretch her again, to take her here on my cock, but even I wasn't a good enough liar to convince myself that would be for her benefit. So instead, I sated myself on her flavor until the call of her cunt and the pleading, weeping fluid gathering on the altar begged for my fingers. She was heaving and gasping, facedown, hands leaving sweaty streaks as they searched for purchase.
She came, ass pinching the length of my buried, curious tongue, cunt barely able to clasp around my fingers but simply fluttering gently with relief, and her sobs of baffled release echoed off the altar. I relented as she relaxed and climbed onto the top of the altar, watching her shudder, her eyes wide and unseeing. She glanced shyly at me, cheeks flushed red with embarrassment.
Fuck her again, the beast in me snarled.
Instead, I settled back on my own heels, my heavy cock resting on her soft ass as I leaned forward and grabbed a bottle of massage oil, coating it over my palms.
"You're joking," Sunny whispered. "You can't just—"
I put my hands to her shoulders, digging my fingers into the tense muscle, smiling as it melted immediately at the first touch. "Hush now, petal. I must care for my goddess."
Sunny moaned, either at my answer or at the massage, I wasn't sure, and her eyes fell shut, body unwinding from the confused excitement I'd put her through, surrendering to me again.
