Page 17 of Cheshire's Smile
A hot wet trail slid up the inside of my thigh. My legs spread wider on their own, my hips pushing up to meet his mouth. Yet he moved further away the more I fought to get him where I wanted.
I knew whathewanted. I just had to give it to him and then he’d give me what I wanted. Pride told me to tease him more. The pulsating need pooling between my thighs didn’t care.
“Cheshire. Please,” I moaned, tugging on his hair.
“There’s my good girl.” Cheshire’s mouth covered my clit, sucking it into his mouth hard enough that my back bowed. The intense pressure in combination of the left-over sting sent me over the edge in mere seconds.
“Hmmm.” Cheshire lapped across my folds. “I will never get tired of the way you taste.”
“Cheshire,” I pleaded, my body quivering with each stroke of his tongue. “I need you.”
“Do not rush me, pet. I’m contemplating if I want to mark you here,” he stroked his claw down my inner thigh, “near this perfect pink pussy. Or here,” he cupped my breasts, pulling my nipple hard between his fingers, “the breasts that haunt my dreams.”
So overwhelmed by the feelings he was pulling from me, I didn’t know what I was saying until it was already out of my mouth.
“Both.”
Cheshire chuckled darkly. “Such a greedy girl. You want both? Then come for me again.”
Something soft and velvety wrapped around my throat, holding me in place while his fingers thrust slowly inside of me. He pressed up against the top of me, holding pressure in that sweet spot while his thumb circled my clit.
My release rushed through me so fast that I couldn’t catch my breath. A sting lashed into my inner thigh, sending me higher than before. Cheshire didn’t stop. He stroked me through my release until his fangs pulled out of my flesh.
A whimper came out. My hand grabbed the tail around my throat and trailed down it until I found the base of it at his spine.
I gave it a firm tug. A loud snarl came in response, his tail tightening around my throat so I was gasping for breath.
“Careful, pet. I’m not ready to fuck you yet, but if you do that again, you won’t give me a choice.”
Eyes narrowing, breathing shallowly, I gave his tail another firm tug, breathing shallowly. “Fuck me, Cheshire. Now.”
He ripped his hand free of my grip, then pinned both my hands above my head. As he held me with one hand, he draggedhis pants down his hips. Purple stripes decorated his hip bones, pointing down to his long, hard length.
“Is this what you want, love?” He stroked himself, eyes locked on mine. “You want me to fuck your pretty little pussy with my cock?”
His tail released my throat and stroked across my chest, flicking nipples with each pass. I moaned and arched up into its touch.
“Yes,” I gasped, widening my thighs for him. “I want it.”
“Don’t move these hands or I’ll stop,” he growled, eyes firmly on me.
Swallowing, I nodded. Anything to get him inside of me sooner.
“Good girl.” Cheshire released my hands and cupped the back of my thighs, pulling my knees over his shoulders to leave me completely vulnerable and exposed. He teased me with the hot tip of him, barely pressing in before pulling back, making me whimper.
“You know, the twins are so mad at you, they wouldn’t even let themselves think about you.” He pushed in an inch, stretching me agonizingly slow. “I would torture them for hours, describing what it looked like, watching them fuck you. Watching this pussy envelope their cocks.” Another inch pressed in. “The way you smelled. The sounds you made.”
My fingers curled into fists as I tried to keep myself still and not force him to go faster. Each inch was a sweet agonizing torture that I couldn’t get enough of.
Another inch.
“Cheshire,” I gasped, eyes rolling up. “Please.”
“Oh, just like that, pet. Keep begging so prettily for me.” Without warning, he thrust completely inside of me.
“Oh Reaper!” I cried out as I clenched around him. Each thrust sent me higher and higher.
Cheshire’s claws bit into my hips, dragging me hard and fast up to meet him.
