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“There. We can start stuffing now, pumpkin. Do you–”
Feathers flew in all directions when she pounced on him, bringing him down on his back in the pool of gold.
“Pumpkin?” Dar searched her eyes, his own shining brighter than the stars over their heads.
“Did I hurt your back?”
“No?”
“Good.”
Emilia attacked his lips and rubbed her slick core against him, letting him know she meant business.
He groaned into her mouth. He palmed her ass, the slight prickling of claws through her skirt only inflaming her further.
Should she kiss him some more? Explore his hot bod? Impale herself on him right away? So many choices, so much need…
For starters, Emilia nipped the sexy cleft in his chin and began kissing her way down from there. A nip at his pec had him digging his fingers in her ass. A lick around his nipple had him surging against her core.
He’s sensitive in his area. Good to know. Now off to his happy trail.
Dar’s abdomen was hairless, but tracing his stripes down there with her tongue and fingers led her to the hidden goods just as effectively.
Giving in to her instinct, she rubbed her cheek like a cat against the bulge in his kilt. He shuddered all over, a desperate groan leaving his lips. She did it again, smiling wickedly.
How does this kilt come off?
“Pumpkin…”
“Yes?” She sounded as breathless as him while tugging at his sash.
“If we keep going, I don’t know whether I’ll be able to stop… Are you sure about this?”
She looked up to meet his gaze. “Yes, you sweet man. Now off with the clothes and on with the claiming.”
The word she had borrowed from his vocabulary did the trick. It was as if a switch had been flipped. One second Emilia was throwing his sash aside with a triumphant, “Aha!” and the next, she was flat on her back among the feathers, Dar’s head under her skirt.
“Aahh!”
He was licking her through her panties, and it was too much and too little at the same time. She arched her back to get her pussy closer to his lips, desperation clawing at her.
His fingers dug into her ass cheeks, bringing her closer still. Then a growl filled the room, followed by a ripping sound.
“Sorry… I’ll replicate you another pair… in orange.”
Orange panties? Orange cushions? As long as he kept eating her out like a champ, she didn’t freaking care. Let there be orange!
He flipped her clit with his tongue, and she cried out. He lapped at her, and she sank her fingers in his wild hair. She wanted the stupid skirt off so she could properly see him between her thighs.So erotic.
His tail drew teasing lines along her hip while he alternated between sucking at her clit and spearing her with his tongue. When he slid a finger inside her, she toppled over the precipice with a scream.
Wow.He had her undone in no time.
But Dar wasn’t done. She moaned as he kept going, prolonging her orgasm and starting to build the pressure inside her towards another one.
“Pumpkin…” Lick.
“Aah?”
