“Holy–”
His mouth took mine, leaving me breathless.
I had never been so turned-on in my life, and he hadn’t gotten me out of my clothes yet.What if his talk about his prowess hadn’t been empty words but a statement of fact?I needed more scientific evidence to reach a conclusion.
Xaniban slid a finger under one strap of my top.Rather than cut through the fabric with a claw, he pulled the strap down slowly, eyes flickering between my gaze and my breasts.Another pull, and my left nipple was bare to his hungry gaze.He blew on the tight bud,bringing it to an ever stiffer peak.That was sweet torture, but he didn’t leave me waiting for the remedy: he took me in his mouth.All of me.Having small breasts had its perks.
While his forked tongue was teasing one nipple, his fingers were pinching the other and his tail was drawing teasing lines along my back underneath my top.I was melting like chocolate in the heat.I could hardly lift my arms when he pulled my top over my head.The discarded clothing had barely landed on the floor when my other nipple disappeared into his mouth.
All I could do was make breathy little noises and run my fingers through his hair.It was incredibly soft and from this close, I saw it wasn’t black but dark-blue, the tresses shining under the candlelight.I wanted to say it was beautiful, but I had lost my ability to speak.I was incapable of offering Xaniban anything as breathtaking as what he was giving me.
All I felt was wave after wave of pleasure.Not once did I feel the sharpness of his fangs while he sucked and licked and nipped and tugged.And then he coaxed a mini-orgasm from my body, and I whimpered.
“One down, many more to go,” I heard him say through the haze.
My legs couldn’t hold me when he lowered me to the ground.It was only the wall behind me and the tail he had around my waist that were holding me up.His finger skimmed across my chin, and I found myself looking into a pair of midnight-blue eyes shining with want.He had that wicked smile of his on.
“Let us move to the next course.”His gaze slid deliberately down my body, and he licked his lips.
Oh.It was hard to form words, but I had to, because Xaniban’s deft fingers went for my belt buckle.“You can’t… The next course is… unshaved… It’s a jungle down there!”
Taking my belt out of loop after loop teasingly slowly, he met my gaze again.“I love the jungle.”
I bit my bottom lip under that smoldering gaze.“The real jungle–yes, but I meant the–” I gasped as the tip of his tail flicked my nipple.
Down slid my trousers.Since after my bath I hadn’t found the willpower to put my dirty panties back on, I was suddenly fully exposed to him.Wide hips, overgrown bush, everything.
The disappointment I expected to see on his face never came.Instead I saw desire, triumph, and… pride?It was hard to say for sure when I couldn’t compare his gaze with anything.No one had ever looked at me like that during sex.
His tail around my waist lifted me off the floor just enough for my trousers to slide off my ankles.Then I was back on my feet and pressed against his magnificent body with nothing between us but his loincloth.He attacked my mouth again, and I barely noticed we went airborne.
A moment later, Xaniban laid me on the lower end of the chaise.His tail looped around one of my bent knees, pulling it away from the other.
“Xan,” I said on a sigh at the sight of him on his knees between my thighs.
Damn.He was truly about to go down on me.He barely knew me, yet here he was, devouring my pussy with his gaze before doing it with his mouth.None of my exes had agreed to do this–
“Yes!”Xaniban’s tongue was on me, and it was incredible.My thighs quivered as he tasted me inside, but he held them wide open with his tail and hand.His other hand was on my pussy lips, holding me spread open for the next sensual attack.He licked me and growled at my taste in his mouth.
I felt the wave of ultimate pleasure coming already.I grabbed the backrest to keep myself grounded, but resisting was impossible.Xaniban alternated between fucking me with his tongue and playing with my clit, all the while his appreciative rumbles and growls heightened my pleasure.When his lips closed around the engorgednub and sucked, I was done for.
I had braced myself for a wave, not a tsunami; I was swept away, crying out his name.
When I came back down, I realized his mouth had never left my sex.
“Welcome back,” he whispered over my pussy lips.The tip of his tail caressed my inner thigh while the length was still looped around my leg.
“No more,” I said hoarsely.
“The taste of your honey on my tongue is as intoxicating as your scent filling my lungs,” he spoke huskily over my mound.He planted a sensual kiss there.“It could be a sign.”
What sign was he talking– “Xan!”My back arched off the chaise as he took a long lick.“Please!”I could take no more foreplay.I felt emptier than ever.
He smirked.“Do not worry.One more sip was all I wanted.Now I will still have the taste of you in my mouth while I am claiming you.”
I shivered in anticipation and a pinch of insecurity.But when Xaniban got up and extended a hand to me, I slipped my hand in his after just a slight hesitation.Except, as soon as I sat up, my legs went Jell-o.Good thing my gargoyle was there to catch me.
With me in his arms, Xaniban flew to the bed.Ever so gently, he placed me on the lower end so I could sit comfortably on the silvery sheets.Then he took several steps back and started untying the laces holding his loincloth in place.Deliberately slowly.
