Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 37782 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 189(@200wpm)___ 151(@250wpm)___ 126(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 37782 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 189(@200wpm)___ 151(@250wpm)___ 126(@300wpm)
“Yes.”
Jrrru makes a sound of pleasure in his throat and then we’re both quiet as he toys and teases with my breast, until I’m frantic with arousal. His fingers are leisurely as they slide under my sleep-clothes, as if he’s got all the time in the world to pet my breast and make me feel good. It’s that wicked casualness of his that makes me crazy with lust. Before I even realize what I’m doing, I’m pressing my backside up against his cock, rubbing against him.
He purrs against my hair again. “You want my cock, sweet one?”
I whimper, distracted by those plucking fingers dancing over my nipple.
“Maybe not yet, hmm?” He nuzzles at my hair, pulling me backward to his chest. His other arm slips under my ribs and loops around so he can continue to play with my breast while he holds me tight against him. “Maybe we just keep teasing for a while tonight.”
And his hand drops to my panties.
I immediately part my thighs for him, moaning.
“That’s right,” he purrs, voice throaty with satisfaction. It’s so damn sexy I practically lose control just hearing it. His hand skims my panties down my thighs, and I helpfully kick them off when they reach my ankles. Instead of his hand going to my aching, needy pussy, though, he caresses the outside of my thigh and then hefts my knee, pulling my legs apart and then pressing his knee between mine.
A moment later, I feel the hot bar of his cock against my bare backside. I gasp, feeling hollow and yearning inside. I want him. I want him so badly.
But he doesn’t push into me from behind. He rocks his hips, and then the thick length of his cock is between my parted legs, rubbing against my folds. “Hold me against you,” he murmurs. “Rub yourself against my cock, love. Use me.”
My breath shudders, the mental image arousing, and when he keeps stroking little circles around my nipple, I can’t take it any longer. I reach between our bodies, touching the head of his cock, and it’s wet with pre-cum. I press him in place, then rock against him. The movement drags his cock through my pussy, and the tapered head nudges just against my clit.
“You’re so wet, aren’t you?” He breathes, and rocks his hips in time with mine. “Your scent is everywhere. It’s amazing. Keep using me, Tabitha. Use me until you come. I want to feel you come apart in my arms.”
I make another soft sound, and when he clasps my nipple and gives it a gentle pinch, I lose control. Like a wild woman, I rock against him as he drives me toward my orgasm, working my body even as I hold his cock in place and grind against it. The climax builds inside me, growing stronger and nearer until I cry out with my release, holding his cock in place as I shudder and rock against it.
He keeps telling me soft, low, filthy things as I come, and most of them are about my scent. How pretty I am, how good I smell, how he’d love to rub his whiskers all over my inner thighs, how he wants to lick my cunt until I scream his name. I shudder as I come down, vaguely aware that my thighs are now covered in his release, and that he’s gripping my breast with tight fingers, his body stiff against mine.
And I feel…so good.
Jrrru pulls his cock free, his fingers sliding between my legs and dragging his seed all over my skin. It’s like the scent of him on my body makes him crazy with need. I turn around in his embrace, wiggling until we’re facing each other, and then I kiss him again. And again. And again.
He rumble-chuckles against my mouth, returning my kisses. “Was that all right?”
“It was perfect,” I tell him. “Thank you.”
“You don’t thank your partner for making you come. That’s your mate’s job.” He buries his face against my neck and breathes deep, holding me tight against him. “And you’re mine now.”
“Am I?” I hook one ankle behind his thigh, wanting to cling to him like a leech.
“Oh yes,” Jrrru says with a chuckle. “There’s no getting rid of me now that I’ve got my scent all over you.”
Good. Because I don’t want him going anywhere.
Fourteen
TABITHA
After a week of Jrrru moving in, I worry that life is too perfect and maybe I’m looking for problems.
Because…things with Jrrru are amazing. He’s devoted, talkative, sweet, and thoughtful. He helps me make weapons, even though I don’t feel the same urgency to increase my arsenal now that he’s here. He offers to dig pit traps in the backyard and finish what I started. He cooks with me at night and makes me breakfast in the morning. We get each other off every night before bed, and we kiss for hours on end.