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I want that too, but even more urgent is my need to taste her. How many times did she approach me from across the bakery, a spoonful of her latest savory concoction in hand, and ask me if I liked it? Each time, the more insistent thought pounding in my head was how much more delicious it would be to taste the sacred space between her legs.
“I need to taste you, Jenna. You’ll tutor me in the perfect way to make you come.”
She shivers beneath my hands. My female likes my uncensored words.
“I’m going to lick you until you scream my name, female. I’m going to make you shake and quiver until you can barely move a muscle, and then I’ll sheath myself in your wet heat until you come some more, then fall asleep in my arms.”
Those were bold words, but can I make good on my promises? Reluctance spikes through me, but I master that fear, determined to learn what makes Jenna purr and what causes her to shout my name.
“Yes,” she says. It seems I’m the poetic one, and she’s the woman of few syllables.
She kicks off her sneakers and shucks her pants and panties in a few smooth moves, then lies back on the blanket. Pulling her forward, I lift her up and remove her shirt. She was in too much of a hurry to do that, but if I don’t see her breasts and suck a nipple into my mouth right this moment, what type of lover would I be?
When her heavy breasts hang free now that I’ve tossed her bra on the floor, I suck air in through my teeth, lean back, and drink in the sight of her.
“I’ve imagined you a hundred times. Never were you quite this beautiful, Jenna.”
I can’t read the smile she bestows. Are her upturned lips shy or is she beckoning me?
I pull her knees wide to see the secrets hiding between her thighs. The moan that slips from my mouth echoes around the room.
Releasing my claws, I allow just the tips to prick the tender flesh at her rounded hips. I want to see how much of my bestial self she can handle. If that scares her, I’ll hold back my animal nature.
Far from terrifying her, her brown eyes spark with fire at my little test. Gripping her ass cheeks, I let her feel all ten claws on her rounded bottom, then scrape them down her outer thighs. She flinches and I almost pull away, fearing I’ve hurt her. That’s not the problem, though. She’s squirming toward me, wanting more of my not-so-dangerous play.
Spreading her wider, I grip her high on her thighs, my fingers on the outside, my thumbnails next to her tenderest flesh. Then I drag my hands all the way to her knees, my claws almost firm enough to mark her flesh.
“Noble! That’s so sexy!” She’s shocked, but offers no resistance.
I do it again, this time I lean to scrape her nipple with the flat of my front teeth. She’s quivering beneath me with just these soft touches. I haven’t even begun to make love to her in the ways I’ve been imagining.
I gently press her back to the blanket, use her ankles to pull her bottom to the edge of the table, and rock against her, my cock at the perfect height to grind against her channel.
She makes a wordless sound I wouldn’t be able to interpret except for the way she wiggles toward me to rub even harder against my still-covered pulsing cock.
While plucking a nipple with one hand, I lick the other, going slowly to ensure she feels the rough scrape of my tongue. My female is panting, thrashing her head from side to side as she places her soles on the countertop so she can raise her pelvis to feel more of my hard rod.
“You’ve been waiting for this? Me, too, Jenna. I’m going to make you feel good.”
Moving down the center of her body, I lick and nip as I slowly work my way to her entrance.
“Please!” It’s a quiet plea that makes me feel like the most powerful male on the planet.
I nip the skin under the small patch of fur at the apex of her thighs. We’re not so dissimilar, her and me. We both descended from animals.
Finally, I get to what we’ve both been waiting for. After one glance at her intricate folds, I drive my tongue into the core of her, moaning all the way in as her taste bursts on my tastebuds. Neither sweet nor savory, this taste can only be described in one word. Jenna.
I’ve dreamed of this, but how could I be creative enough to imagine this taste? It sets off an electric pulse inside me, just kindling my desire, making me want more.
I search inside her as she gasps, first with surprise, then the sound lowers to a moan of pleasure.
“Noble.”
It’s silken inside her. Soft and pliant and fragrant and tasty and an idea sparks in the back of my mind that it would be divine if I could stay here. But what would be the fun of that? I want to hear my female come. I want to feel her little human nails scrape through the fur on my back until they draw blood.
“My clit,” she says on a gasp.
I’m not an idiot. Though I worried this day would never come, I hoped it would and did my research accordingly.
