This female is meant to be my queen. If she needs attention, I will give it to her. Because she owns every part of me.
My heart. My body. My soul.
“I’m here, pet,” I say, kneeling on the bed beside her. “Now spread your thighs so I can see how swollen you are.”
Even in her sleep, she obeys, her legs falling open as she presents her slick pussy for my view. She has three of her own fingers inside herself, but her brow is pinched in frustration.
“It’s not enough, is it?” I ask, amused. “You want something thicker, don’t you, regina mea?”
I have half a mind to free my cock and give her exactly what she needs.
But Marius’s words haunt me. I need to make this aboutherpleasure, not mine.
My lips twist. Perhaps the solution is to delay my gratification and wait until she demands that I take my lust out on her.
A jolt of heat settles in my groin at the concept, the notion one I find very pleasing.Does that defeat the purpose?I wonder.
I’m supposed to be focused on her, not myself.
Yet everything involving her pleases me.
“Fuck it,” I mutter, sprawling out beside my writhing female. “You need me. That’s all that matters now.”
Because she appears to be in pain, her fingers not doing what she needs. The tip of my tail trails up her athletic leg, and a softgasp leaves my intended’s lips. I wait to see if she’ll wake, or react in?—
Her hand leaves her pussy and wraps around my appendage, her slick fingers drawing a hiss of exquisite need.
“Gods, pet,” I say, feeling instantly pained. “You’resoaked.”
I can see the glistening flesh. It’s like a beacon between her thighs begging me to lick her clean. But I’m frozen in shock as she guides my tail to her entrance instead.
Heat shoots up from my tip, searing my nerve endings. “Fuck,” I pant, nearly coming from the stroke of her palm as she pushes me into her sweet cunt.
A beautiful moan leaves her, and suddenly she’s rolling into my body.
I cup her cheek, trying to see if she’s awake, but she buries herself in my chest and begins to move against me.
She’s fucking my tail.
I don’t stop her. I simply flare the end and stroke that place I know she likes. When her leg comes up and over mine, I move my hand down to her ass and hold her as she rides me.
“That’s it, my queen,” I whisper. “Take what you need.”
This is the beginning of the famous mating high,I realize.
Gods, I’ve heard about this. Have craved it for eternity.
But it shouldn’t be happening yet. This experience is meant to happenafterour official mating.
“Fuck, pet,” I breathe, feeling her clamp down around me.
If this is the mating heat, then my human pet is going to be insatiable soon. It’ll be my duty to see her through the pending heat-like experience. Just as it will be her job to accept my lust.
I bury my face in her hair and inhale her sweet perfume. She nuzzles my chest, her hands clinging to my shirt.
And then she detonates around my tail, her orgasm so intense that I feel it through our growing bond.
It has my cock straining in response, my balls ready to fucking explode.
