Page 23 of Married to Her Yeti
He smiled against her inner thigh, his sharp teeth grazing her skin, the tease. “Show me where you want my mouth, Mari.”
She bent her good leg, opening herself to him, her fingers circling her bundle of nerves. “Here, Nima, I want your mouth right here.”
With a growl, Nima descended on her wet center, careful not to cut her with his large canines. His wide, textured tongue swirled around her clit, making her eyes roll back. No toy could substitute for Nima’s attention. The way he flicked at her sensitive bits, spread her wider for him, and cradled her ass, his claws just sharp enough to bite into her skin and remind her what he was—better than any human lover and the best she’d ever had.
“Nima,” she panted, “I’m not going to last.”
He hummed against her. “That’s my hope.” He flattened his tongue, applying pressure in exactly the right spot to make her see those stars he promised. As she climaxed, her pussy clenched, desperate for him to fill her. A dull pain in her bruised rib cage made her breath catch, but it was still the best orgasm she’d had in... well, too long to remember.
Still limp and tingling from her release, her eyes flew open a moment later when he teased her entrance. “We’re not done, Mari. You haven’t had myfingers or Big Blue. Do you want that? Want me thrusting inside you?” He slid his other hand across her abdomen.
A swollen ankle and a few sore ribs wouldn’t stop Mari from taking the pleasure Nima offered. With a lazy smile, she dropped her knee open, welcoming his touch. “I want it all, Nima.”
He grinned as he slipped a finger inside her. “If it’s too much, tell me.”
She purred with pleasure at the sudden invasion and the way his other hand kneaded one of her heavy, aching breasts. She reached for him, his arm fur tickling her wrist as she gripped him tight.
When he added a second finger inside her and caught her nipple between his thumb and forefinger, she cried out.
“Do you like that?” he asked. “Do you like when I tweak your nipples and pump my fingers into you, readying you to take me?”
Mari stared down at Nima, her eyelids at half-mast, as waves of bliss rolled through her body. “You know I do.” She fisted the sheets, wishing she could writhe beneath him. “I wantyou, Nima.”
A second later, his fingers were gone, and Mari nearly whimpered when he picked up Big Blue and the bottle of lube. “I wantyourdick, Nima.” It wouldbe irresponsible without condoms, and a hell of a way to ruin all her careful planning. But her body ached for him, needed him.
He froze, a dollop of lube dripping down and hitting Mari’s leg. “Believe me, Mari, aside from your pleasure and comfort tonight, I want nothing more than to sink deep inside of you.” Her breath hitched at his concern and desire for her.
Focusing again on the dildo, his lips curved up. “But I’m also intrigued by this.” He spread the lube on the toy as he held it next to his own cock. While impressive, the dildo didn’t compare to Nima’s dick. Eyes gleaming, he looked up at her. “Are you ready for this? You want me to slide this into that tight, wet pussy of yours?”
When was the last time anyone had dirty-talked her? Ten years ago, that’s how long. She wouldn’t have wanted to hear it from anyone else. But from Nima, she loved it. “Yes, now,” she begged. “I’m so ready.”
Nima gently notched the toy at her entrance, then slowly fed the dildo into her. It was larger than two of his fingers, but still smaller than his actual dick. Mari easily took it, her body hungry and eagerto be filled.
“Is this what I’d look like sliding into you? My big, blue dick easing into your tight, pink pussy?”
I want to see that.They needed condomsanda mirror. Just the thought of it brought on a fresh wave of desire.
When the dildo was all the way in, he gently caressed her breast. “Is that good for you?”
“So good,” she managed, her body already quivering around the solid mass as he slid it in and out of her.
“Excellent. Now it’s time to use all the tricks up my sleeve. Big Blue,” he said, twisting the toy as he pulled it out, then filled her again. “My hands,” he added as he squeezed her breast. Then Nima flashed his large canines as he lowered his head toward her pussy. “And my mouth.”
Oh god, oh god, oh god.Intense pleasure rolled through Mari’s body at his onslaught. The dildo filled her. Couple that with Nima’s tongue on her clit and his clever fingers plucking at her nipple... it was nearly too much. “Feels... incredible,” she cried. If she thought she’d come quickly last night, tonight she set a record. She wanted it to last. Nima’s face between her legs, his calloused fingers loving and torturing her breast, and his relentless thrusting. But there was no way. When hepinched her nipple, she was gone. He knew she would be too. It’s how he’d often brought her over the edge back in the day. No one had made her come like that since.
“Nima,” she moaned, her hand tugging at the fur on the back of his head as her body shattered with ecstasy. Mari locked her gaze on her yeti’s furry form between her legs as waves of pleasure continued to course through her. They would return to their separate lives soon enough. But tonight, she didn’t want to close her eyes and miss even a second of her time with Nima.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
“How are your ribs?” Nima asked as he eased the dildo from Mari’s body. Gods, he wished it had been his dick instead. But the idea of carrying condoms around all the time was laughable since he could count on three fingers how many times he’d had sex in ten years. And none of those partners had been serious—they couldn’t be. He was still in love with Mari.
She ran a hand across her beautifully flushed cheeks. He loved that he’d helped make her glow like that. “My ribs are fine. Orgasms seem to work better than pain pills.”
He chuckled. “Good to know,” he said, then asked, “Would you like me to carry you to the bathroom or bring a wet cloth in here?”
“I’d like to use the bathroom, but not until after we’re done.” She beckoned him with her finger. “Come here.” He’d climbed off the bed to move around to her side, but she stopped him. “No, I mean, I want you here, in front of me. Straddle my chest.” She must have read the concern on his face because she said, “It’ll be fine. You won’t be putting any weight on me. Bracket me with your knees.”
The way she lay propped up, his dick would jut into her face if he did what she requested. As if she knew what he was thinking, her smile grew wicked, and her eyebrow arched. “Yes, I want your cock in my mouth.”
