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That’s a new one for me.

I’m so distracted by her tail that I don’t notice her pressing one of the buttons on the toy until it begins vibrating. A shudderrips through me, and I can’t keep myself from moaning. The vibrations spread all through my body, and fuck do they feel good.

“Do you like that?” she asks, thrusting her hips until our pubic bones meet. I moan loudly again and nod my head, but she smacks my breast. “Use your words, little one.”

The toy slides out of me as her hips pull back, and I immediately miss the fullness. “Yes, lioness. I fucking love it. Keep going. Please,” I whimper.

“Such a good girl,” she says, thrusting her hips again and plunging the toy inside me until it hits my G-spot.

“Oh, fuck,” I cry out and arch my back, which pulls on my tied wrists. While I’m loving that she has me tied up, I wish I weren’t so that I could touch her. I want to dig my nails into her back, leaving my mark so she can see just how much I’m loving this for the next few days to come.

Her hands come to massage my breasts as she continues pumping her hips. My moans and screams get louder with each thrust, and I know I’m not going to last much longer. Then she leans forward, sending me into another damn dimension. In this position, our clits rub together, and it has me coming so hard that I’m sure people miles around could hear me scream.

She lowers her mouth to my neck, kissing up to my ear. “I wish I could feel how fucking tight your cunt is right now, strangling this toy like a good little slut. Maybe next time I’ll fuck you with my tail so Icanfeel it,“ she whispers with one last kiss on my neck before she bites me and lets out a growl.

If I weren’t already coming, that right there would’ve done it. I love being degraded during sex. Most of the time, that’s the only way I can get off—especially with men.

“I love the way you fuck me, lioness. Fuck, I wish I could touch you right now,” I say.

She balances herself on one hand as she continues her thrusts and loosens one of my wrists. Once it’s loose, she goes back to what she was doing.

“Just one?” I whine, still breathing heavily.

“Do you want me to tie it back up?” she asks, panting.

I give her a Cheshire grin and bring my hand to her throat, grabbing it tightly. “I only need one. There are just fewer options.” Her eyes roll into the back of her head, and her thrusts stutter. I huff out a laugh and squeeze harder. “Keep going, sweetheart. Fuck me rough and hard, or however the hell you want. Use me like the little slut I am. Make yourself come all over my pussy.”

With that, she starts pounding into me. Her throat bobbing below my hand when she tries to swallow. She’s so fucking beautiful that I catch myself just staring at her while she fucks me. It feels good, but I want to know what it’d be like to force her to her knees and make her do whatever I want her to.

Her mouth falls open with a loud moan. I know she’s getting close, so I thrust into her—to the best of my ability—and wait for her to come undone above me.

Chapter seven

This whole experience with Vaelyn tops every other experience I’ve had with another woman. I’ve always loved to dominate, but I’m enjoying this harpy topping from the bottom. I’m half tempted to untie her so she can just dominate me because I’m so fucking close with her hand around my throat, and her clit piercing rubbing against mine is providing the perfect friction on my swollen clit. I got mine pierced eons ago—at least that’s what it feels like. Mine is just what they call a VCH, or vertical clitoral hood. It provides some damn good sensations to my clit, but adding Vaelyn’s triangle piercing in the mix is fucking bliss.

Now that she’s thrusting into me, it’s making my side of the vibrator go deeper, and I can’t hold on any longer. An intense orgasm crashes through me so hard I nearly pass out. I usually don’t make a lot of noise when I’m having sex, but this climax isunlike any I’ve had before, and I can’t stop the screams coming from my lips.

“Those sounds are so fucking pretty coming from your perfect lips. Ride the wave,” she whispers below me.

“Holy fuck,” I pant, finally coming down from my high. “That was… unbelievable.”

Her hand massages my throat lightly before she drops it down to the bed. “That’s definitely a word for it.”

I have to give myself a moment to catch my breath before I’m able to sit up and take care of the toy. When I finally pull it from my pussy, my walls are still fluttering wildly. I’m not sure if it’s like this because it wants more or if it’s just me coming down from my high.

I’m about to climb off the bed when she grabs my wrist. “Give it here. I want to taste you, and I refuse to let this deliciousness go to waste. Look at how soaked it is.”

My eyes drift to the side of the toy that had been inside me. I’m shocked to see that my arousal is literally dripping off the end. I’ve never come so hard in my life. Looking between her legs, I see a huge wet spot. Did I squirt? Or is that from her?

I roll my lip between my teeth and bring the toy closer until it’s just out of reach from her mouth. “You’re going to have to beg me for it, little one,” I whisper and then dart my tongue out to lap up her arousal on the toy. When her taste hits my tongue, I savor its complexity—starting tart like cherries, but followed closely by a rich sweetness like pomegranates. I’m already obsessed after only two tastes, causing a growl to rumble in my chest. My need for her is building, and I’m dying to fuck her again.

Her hand snakes into my hair and grabs a handful. “Untie me. Let me eat your pussy. You still haven’t let me taste you.”

I tsk. “I’d rather take this toy and fuck you again. That was one of my top ten orgasms of all time.”

“Is that so? Maybe you can untie me and letmefuckyouwith that toy instead. How about that?”

My pussy clenches at her suggestion, making me want to take her up on that offer. Instead, I throw the toy to the side and crash my lips to hers. She slides her tongue into my mouth, tangling it with mine. Both of us groan. We’ve only just met this evening, but I don’t think I’ll ever be able to get enough of her; I already don’t want her to leave this apartment.