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For the first time, I let my guard down around her and took in the heady scent of her arousal. As intense as it was, she had to be dripping.
That and the noises she was making–not silent like Abbie had been, nor excessively loud–made it hard for me to rein myself in. As a Tigris, I was the best of both worlds—not entirely human, but not a beast, either. Between her legs with my muzzle inches from her pussy, I felt untamed, like a wild animal one had tried to domesticate only to realise that all efforts had been futile.
Instead of heading for her core though, I pulled back to ambush the insides of her thighs. Kat’s hand raked through the fur on my brow, too sleek and short for her to get a good grip. Never stopping my slow descent down her leg, I took hold of her hand and brought it to my nape, where my fur was plushy and coarse.
“Don’t grip too hard or you’ll immobilise me,” I joked, looking up at her when she loosened her hold on me. “Just kidding. Hold on tight. By the way, how fond are you of your knickers?”
“Not at all, take them off already.” Kat was panting hard, then palmed her breast with her free hand, and I dove in.
Chapter Fifteen
Kat
Iwas sure he would shred my knickers, and I wanted him to. I needed him to finger or lick or do whatever he was planning to do to me. Then his furry index fingers hitched in the waistband and he pulled them off. If he went back to slowly torturing me, I’d start getting myself off.
“Oh, shit.” I whimpered when he nuzzled my hair with his nose. Nobody had ever done that and I had no idea I’d be into it, but goodness. Feeling the sleek fur and his dry nose rub over my mound was one of the hottest things I’d ever experienced. Being with Roy felt primal. He was an intelligent, educated hybrid, sweet and shy, but in bed, or, well, against a wall or on top of a dresser, his animal came out to play. The last thing I’d expected was CinnaRoy to have the filthy mouth he had. I loved dirty talk; no wonder I was about to lose my shit when he was that close to myclit. He definitely had the long tongue and big maw to eat me better than anybody I’d been with before.
“Your scent drives me wild, baby. I need to taste you, need to feel you coming on my tongue.”
My whole body quivered at the feel of his hot breath brushing over my swollen clit. “Make me come, please.” My voice was one octave short of whiny, but I would beg if I had to.
Every last nerve ending in my body sang when he licked from all the way back up to my clit, then made an appreciative low purr, as if he had just been given the most delicious treat that would save him from starving. He smiled down at my pussy almost indulgently, before diving back in to wreck me completely.
The ability to form coherent sentences left me at the first thrust of his rough tongue into my core. It was so long and agile that its tip brushed my g-spot. He had me sobbing with pleasure after only a few heartbeats, and I felt my walls flutter around him already.
Holy shit.
I never took too long to come, but getting super close in under a minute had to be a personal record.
He kept tongue-fucking me, huge hands holding my thighs open and my hips in place. It was exquisite torture. Fisting his fur hard, I pinched my nipple and started meeting him, rubbing myself on his sleek face. The tell-tale tingling in my feet, my hands, and my nose didn’t come as a surprise—the orgasm did.
One moment I was riding Roy’s face, the next blinding pleasure raced through me and I cried out, his lips sucking my clit to extend my climax, before he helped me down from my high. He withdrew his mouth, and cupped a paw over my core, protecting and warming me, purring again at the aftershocks contracting my muscles.
“I thought you looked beautiful with my cock in your mouth, but seeing you come…” He closed his eyes and pursed his lips in a reminiscent sort of way that made my pussy squeeze tightly.
***
He tucked his still hard cock away, and straightened his shirt, then bundled me up against his chest. Instead of setting us down on the bed, he carried me to the living room where he settled on the couch, covering my bare legs with one of the blankets and cradling me in his lap.
Before long, his hand stroked my back and eventually he brushed a small kiss to my forehead. “I’m sorry, Kat.”
Leaning back, I met his worried gaze. “Why?”
“I shouldn’t have.” He motioned back to his future bedroom.
“I wanted you to.” Giving him a small smile, I dropped my head back against his collarbone.
“I understand if you don’t want me to move in anymore.”
“Don’t be silly, okay? I offered you the room. You can’t keep sleeping in your office. That sofa is tiny. Take it. If you don’t like it, you can still search for a new place, but at least you’ll have a proper bed to stretch out in at night.”
A bed I bought for you.
“Yeah, the couch isn’t the most comfortable,” he agreed and chuckled somewhat reluctantly. “I’m not twenty anymore. Having an actual bed is a necessity on this side of thirty.”
“I’ll help you move your stuff if you like.”
“No way. I have my truck, and I don’t have a lot. Mainly my wardrobe.” Another chuckle rumbled in his broad chest, rubbing his piercing over my arm. I really wanted to touch it, to tease him, but didn’t dare.
