Page 34 of Feral Attraction
He licked and moved on to the other breast, giving it the same attention.But Con wanted to be elsewhere.When he scooted further down her legs, he nibbled her stomach and kissed his way downward.
She squirmed, probably guessing where he was heading.
Once he got to the juncture between her thighs, he spread her wider, kicking her legs over his shoulders.Con used his thumbs to open her to his view.“Luscious.”His tongue flicked out, and he licked.Back and forth.Again and again until she whimpered.
Rey’s hands tangled in his hair, pressing him closer.He liked a female who knew what she wanted.
Con tormented her—licking, nibbling on her clit, sticking his tongue inside her.
Rey’s body responded.Her hips bounced off the bed, and she screamed.“Con.”She trembled.
He didn’t wait for her orgasm to pass.He rose and settled on top of her, his arms stiff.With one hand, he grabbed his dick and shoved it into her.No slow entry.No gentle strokes.Slam.He was inside.
Con waited for Rey to adjust before he pounded in and out of her.“Look up.”His voice was raspy.
She gasped when she glanced at the mirrors on the ceiling, but her gaze remained fixed on their images.
At this pace, he wouldn’t last.She was wet, tight, and warm.He thrust deep and stopped, his groin pressed to her body.Con took a breath.
“What’s wrong?”she asked, the words between panted breaths.
“Nothing.Wait a minute.”If he didn’t pause, he’d spill like a young shifter taking his first female.
She clawed at his back, urging him to move as she locked her ankles around his thighs.
“Patience.Unless you want me to pull out.”
“You wouldn’t dare.”When he drew his hips up, she squeezed him tighter.“Don’t,” she pleaded.
“You want my cock.”
“I want your cock.”
“What do you like about it?”
“It’s big.It’s thick.It’s mine,” she purred.
“For the moment.”
Rey laughed.“For as long as I want it.”
“You’re sure?”
She wiggled forward and backward, urging him deeper.
He almost came right then.
“I’m positive.”
“Then take it, love.”
Her muscles tightened around him, her pleasure squeezing him.He hammered deep.Womb deep.And hard.When Con leaned over her, he crushed his lips to her mouth, slamming his tongue inside, exploring, owning.
Rey responded to the thorough, mind-numbing kiss.Her hands left his back and rode up and down his arms until she stroked his chest, her palms settling on his pecs.
He stiffened above her, watching where his hips pumped between her thighs.But Con wanted her neck.So he collapsed on top of Rey, pinning her to the mattress, his lips nibbling at her throat.He grazed her with his teeth.
That’s all it would take.One taste and she’d be his.
