Page 11 of Bria and the Tiger

“Yes.” He set her on the bed. “Spread your legs.”

She spread them eagerly as he stripped off his clothes and sank to his knees beside the bed. She watched as his dark head dipped between her smooth thighs.

“Oh fuck, that feels so good!” She shrieked when his tongue slid across her swollen clit. He sucked it into his mouth, teasing the sensitive bundle of nerves with his lips and his tongue until she howled her release.

Bria purred and writhed and clutched at his head as he brought her repeatedly to orgasm with his fingers and mouth. Had she ever been with someone this good? Someone who knew exactly what to do?

He spent the next hour with his face buried between her legs, and his hands pinning hers to the bed and away from his shredded back. When the sheets were in strips around her body and she was spent and shuddering, he wiped his dripping face on the sheets before reaching into the nightstand. He unwrapped the condom, rolling it down onto his cock as she stared up at him.

“I feel so much better.” She purred as he nudged her thighs apart and knelt between them.

“Good,” he said. “I’m glad. Are you ready for me?”

She nodded. She was actually feeling a little sleepy and her body was a wet noodle, but she wasn’t about to deny the man an orgasm when he had just spent the last hour and a half bringing her repeatedly to orgasm.

He slid into her and she squeezed around him compulsively, as he hooked her thigh around his waist.

“So tight,” he muttered before his own deep, rumbling purr started.

The sound brought a spark of pleasure to her belly and she arched her hips up to meet each of his downward strokes.

“That’s right, baby,” he rasped. “I know you’re tired, but fuck me with that tight little pussy.”

Another shudder of pleasure and she tugged his mouth down to her breast. He sucked on her nipple, and she moaned as a flash of heat spread through her pelvis. He teased it into a hard, little peak before licking a slow circle around it.

“Can you come once more for me?” The speed of his thrusts increased. “I really want to feel you coming all over my cock.”

“Yes, I think so.”

“That’s my good girl,” he whispered. Another sweet shudder of pleasure went through her at his approval.

“Do you need me to rub your clit?” He licked her ear before sucking on her earlobe.

She arched her back, rubbing her sensitive nipples against his hard chest. “Yes, please.”

He reached between them and she tensed a little. She had come so many times that she needed him to touch her clit to come again, but she was also incredibly oversensitive. She mentally prepared herself for the pain that would come with it.

To her surprise, he brushed her clit with just the tips of his fingers and so lightly that it stimulated rather than hurt.

“Oh,” she moaned. “Fuck, you are so good at this.”

“Thank you.” His whisper held a tinge of amusement.

He thrust faster, keeping that light caressing of her clit until she forgot her weariness and was moaning and arching against him, searching desperately for relief.

“I’m close,” he panted into her ear. “Your pussy is so hot I can’t hold out any longer. I’m sorry.”

If she’d had the breath, if she hadn’t been so close to an orgasm, she would have told him in no uncertain terms that he had nothing to be sorry about. The shifter had the stamina of a god. Instead, she squeezed her inner muscles around him and he groaned loudly. The pressure of his fingers increased just enough to make her peak. She cried out, her muscles clenching around his thick cock. He groaned again before he found his own release, his body shaking against hers.

He kissed her neck before rolling off of her and disposing of the condom. Bria, her body weak and finally sated, stared dreamily at the ceiling.

Get up and go home, Bria. You can’t stay the night.

No, she really couldn’t, but the tiger shifter was already tucking her limp body under the quilt and she made a happy little purr when he spooned her. She was warm and tired, and it wouldn’t hurt to sleep for an hour or two. Besides, she wasn’t entirely certain she could walk anyway. The tiger shifter kissed the back of her shoulder and she purred again. He made a rumbling purr in reply that was oddly soothing.

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