Page 14 of Claimed By the Panda
“Please, please, Jian, I need—I can’t—please.” My voice broke on a particularly deep thrust of his tongue.
He pulled back, landing a sharp smack on my ass that made me yelp. “What do you need, baby? Tell me.”
“You.” I turned to look at him over my shoulder, my face flushed and desperate. “Your cock. Inside me. Please.”
His eyes darkened, pupils blown wide with lust. “Do you have supplies?”
I nodded frantically, remembering the packets I’d stashed in my wallet before I’d headed to the clubs with my friends. “My wallet is in my back pocket. There are condoms and lube in there.”
Jian raised an eyebrow as he reached for the discarded pants and opened my wallet. “A prepared virgin. Interesting.”
I blushed harder. “Just in case. I mean, I want to, but I’ve never...”
He pulled several lube packets from my wallet. “Why carry these if you’ve never used them?”
“Hope springs eternal.” I tried for humor but ended up sounding breathless. “But something always gets in the way. My life is a series of dating disasters.”
Something possessive and fierce flashed across his face. “What?” He tore open a lube packet with his teeth. I watched over my shoulder as he coated his fingers liberally. “Anybody who doesn’t want this sweet little ass is an idiot.”
The first touch of his slick finger against my entrance made me gasp. He circled slowly, teasing, before pressing just the tip inside. The intrusion burned slightly, but the hot water and tongue fucking had relaxed me enough that the discomfort quickly gave way to pleasure.
“More,” I demanded, pushing back against him.
He obliged, sliding his finger deeper, then adding a second alongside it. The stretch was more intense now—a delicious burn that had me panting and rocking back against his hand. When he curled his fingers and found my prostate, I nearly screamed, my vision whiting out for a moment.
“Mm. That’s a good spot, isn’t it?” He sounded smug. “Like that, baby?”
“Yes, fuck, yes,” I gasped as he massaged that spot mercilessly. “How do you—I thought you were straight.”
He scoffed, adding a third finger that made me whimper. “Never said I haven’t done anal. Just never with a guy. Is this little button that makes you lose your goddamn mind your prostate?” He touched it again as a demonstration, and I whimpered, lifting my ass like an offering.
He spread his fingers, stretching me wider. “You’re so responsive. So fucking perfect. I love anal, and women usually put up with it, but you’re about to fuck yourself on my hand like a little whore, aren’t you?”
I couldn’t stop my body from doing just that. I gripped a crack in the stone floor, closing my eyes, and riding his hand for a long moment as he whispered dirty words in my ear, praising me.
And just when I thought I might come from his fingers alone, he withdrew them. I whined at the loss, but then he was manhandling me again, lifting me out of the water to sit on the edge of the tub. He positioned me with my feet braced against the inside edge, legs spread wide, everything exposed.
“I want to see your face when I fill you for the first time. I want to watch the moment you realize you’re owned.”
He blinked and cleared his throat.
“I mean, just in a fun, sexy sense, not like you’re my fated mate and I am now going to keep you.”
I raised an eyebrow at him, flushing at the thought of really, truly belonging to him. “What?”
“Never mind. Ignore the weird things I say. We’re going to move on to the fucking now.” He held up a condom, then frowned. “My biology doesn’t allow viruses or bacteria to survive. But I’ll wear a condom if you want.”
“Do you want?” I asked.
“I want to fucking breed you.” He cleared his throat and looked at the wall for a long moment, taking a slow breath. “I mean that in a sensible, fun, normal way, not a psycho way.”
“You’re insane.” I laughed, then moaned as he slicked lube over his cock, showing off its size with a few long strokes. I spread my legs wider, making sure he knew I was ready to be stuffed.
“I’m a fucking panda. What do you expect? We’re all a little unhinged.” Jian positioned himself between my legs, the head of his cock nudging against my stretched hole. He was big—bigger than any toy I’d ever used—and for a moment, I wondered if this would work. He took a shaky breath, then met my eyes, circling his cock around my entrance, teasing me. “You want this, right?”
“Yeah. Do you?”
He blew out a breath. “So fucking much. I need to bury myself inside you and just stay there. Join myself to you.”
