Page 27 of Pretty Little Kitty

Suero’s smile was radiant, a small upward curve that reached his eyes and made them sparkle. “Sure does.”

After paying for their purchase, they finished their walk then settled on Suero’s porch to enjoy their food. A gentle breeze caressed Kia’s skin, offering relief from the day’s heat.

The first bite of the taco hit Kia like a flavor bomb—spicy seasoning, juicy meat, and the crisp crunch of fresh veggies all came together to create pure bliss. “Either these are the best tacos ever, or I’m just super hungry,” he said with a satisfied groan.

“Probably both,” Suero replied.

Kia looked over at him, eyebrows soaring as Suero crumpled up the second taco wrapper before washing the food down with a gulp of soda. Then he reached for a third taco from the bag while Kia was still trying to finish his first.

“Wolves have ferocious appetites,” he commented.

Suer’s gaze filled with a different kind of hunger. “Finish eating and I’ll show you exactly how ravenous I can be.”

Kia’s grip on his taco tightened, making the shell break. His cheetah purred, but Kia’s mind was totally glitching.

A flick of Suero’s tongue over his lower lip matched the way his gaze locked on to Kia, lingering in places that sent heat curling through his skin. A slow exhale did nothing to relieve the heat coiled in his stomach, nothing to cool the way his pulse raced.

Suero rose from his seat with a commanding presence, and all thoughts of food vanished as Kia eagerly stood, his body humming with anticipation.

Fingertips skimmed Kia’s jaw, each movement steady, unrushed.

“Quiero devorarte mi lindo gatito.” The tips of his canines lightly grazed Kia’s bottom lip before pulling back, leaving a lingering heat in their wake. “Déjame tenerte para poder mostrarte lo que significas para mí.”

I want to devour you, pretty kitty. Let me have you so I can show you what you mean to me.

“Only understood a few words, but it sounded super sexy,” Kia murmured.

A pause stretched, then Suero’s lips returned, pressing deeper into his. A soft sound escaped between them, swallowed into the slow, endless press of their lips.

Chapter Eight

Walking Kia backward, Suero unfastened each button of the guy’s shirt with a teasing slowness, a playful smirk on his lips. By the end of the night, Kia would know exactly who he belonged to. He carefully slid off his kitten’s shirt, letting it fall silently to the floor.

Kia’s gaze drifted to the prominent bulge pressing against Suero’s jeans. “Don’t worry, you’re gonna take care of that.”

“Is that so?” Kia teased back, his hand caressing the expanse of Suero’s chest. “You seem pretty sure of yourself.”

A low growl rumbled in his throat as he unzipped his jeans, freeing his thick shaft. “Clothes off, pretty kitty, and I’ll show you exactly what I can do with this.” He wrapped his fingers around his cock, a slow caress over his heated skin.

When he didn’t move, Suero gently pinched the guy’s hard nipple, drawing a soft moan and a tilt of his head. It seemed his kitten was too caught up in the moment to follow a simple command. Suero released his cock and hooked his thumbs in Kia’s jeans, sliding them down his thighs. He bent low, grazing his teeth lightly along the soft trail of hair on Kia’s legs, eliciting a delightful twitch.

Kia eased onto the bed as Suero slid the guy’s jeans the rest of the way off. Kneeling, he looked up at Kia, blown away by how lucky he truly felt. Suero fought to keep it together, to take his time—even though he wanted Kia with an unbearable ache.

He traced a path along each thigh, his kitten’s lips parting as Suero leaned in and began to nibble upward, alternating sides.

Even though his gums were throbbing and his canines were itching to lengthen, Suero fought to keep them from descending. He wanted to graze their tips over the heated skin beneath his lips, to sink them into tender flesh.

“Oh hell,” Kia moaned, his legs quivering as Suero nipped behind his knee. He massaged Kia’s foot, tracing lazy circles around the man’s toes.

“What are you doing?” Kia asked softly.

“Playing with my kitty,” Suero murmured against Kia’s calf.

A slow grin tugged at Kia’s lips. “I think I’m in love with your mouth.”

“Cariño, you haven’t even seen the half of what this mouth can do.” He traced his tongue from Kia’s ankle to behind his knee, giving a playful nip. Kia inhaled sharply, his cock twitching.

Suero licked the precum from Kia’s cock, then resumed his slow ascent up the leg.

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