Page 35 of Purrfectly Trapped

“So pretty,shona. But I need you to be specific,” he growled.

“Touch me. Kiss me. Please, Reg,” she begged.

“So sweet, myshona. Gonna kiss you, and touch you, and lick this pretty pussy until you scream for me, baby,” he growled the words and kissed her through the blue fabric.

“Yes, oh yes,” she moaned, and reached down with her hands.

“Ah, ah, ah,” he chided. “Keep those hands up,” he stopped his ministrations, and she whimpered, but she listened, raising her arms immediately.

“No fair, I want to touch too.”

“Not yet,shona. I want this to last. If you start touching me, it’ll be over way too soon,” he said, wanting her to understand.

“Okay,” she nodded, wiggling her hips on the comforter suggestively. She was driving his beast insane sweet little vixen that she was, and she didn’t even know it.

Mine.

“Good. Keep them up there like a good girl, and I’ll give you what you want,” he growled, pulling her panties to the side, revealing her moist lips.

The flowery scent of her was stronger with her need.

Fucking delicious, he thought as his tongue parted her slick folds with one long swipe.

“Holy shit,” she yelled, back arching as he did it again, and again.

Heaven. Gretchen tasted like goddamn heaven. She was the sweetest cream he’d ever had. And he wanted more.

Reg pushed her legs farther apart and continued to suckle her plump sex. She moaned and writhed, but smart girl, she did not move her hands again other than to grip the comforter. Good, because he wasn’t finished yet.

Bucking her hips against his mouth, Reg lapped at her like the animal he was, like a good kitty, he took his time. His strokes long and slow.

Steady does itwas his motto. Yeah, he could not wait to pound home into her sweet little pussy, but he wasn’t quite done with his cream yet. He took ahold of her sweet ass cheeks, lifting her so he could better feast on herpurrfectlyplump pussy.

Reg’s chest rumbled with his beast as he licked at her cream, swallowing down every last drop.

“Oh my god, Reggie,” she was panting now, and he knew she was close.

She had the most amazing flavor. Made especially by the universe and all just for him. He wanted to eat all of her, to devour her whole. But first, he had to make her come.

“Like thisshona, want more?”

“Oh god. Yes. More,” she begged, and he knew right then he would do anything for her.

“I need you to come for me, then you can have anything you want,” he growled, and slipped two thick digits into her channel, stretching the tight passage, and massaging her core. He almost went cross-eyed when her channel squeezed, and fuck, he couldn’t wait to see how good she was going to feel on his cock.

“Reggie!”

“Fuck, you’re tight baby. So hot and wet. Can’t wait to feel you on my cock,” he growled, and found her clit with his tongue. He flicked the flat side over the tiny nub, faster and harder while she moaned his name and lifted her pussy in time with his ministrations. Like an offering, he thought and growled as he fucked her with his fingers and his mouth.

This time when she reached down and grabbed onto his hair, he let her. Fuck, he hardly noticed. Her delicious little pussy squeezed his fingers tighter, and his dick throbbed in response.

“Come on,shona. Do it now, come for me,” he growled, and closed his mouth over her clit, suckling the greedy little nub until she was bucking against him and crying out wildly.

Reg growled, the vibration rumbling through his chest straight to her sex. He scraped that little nubbin with one long fang and that was when his mate completely fell apart with his name on her lips.

“OHFUCKOHGOD!”

“Mine,” he snarled the word, and rose to his knees.

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