Brux complied eagerly, adding a second finger–thick and relentless–and pumping in and out with a steady rhythm that made her gasp and buck her hips in time to his rhythm. Then his thumb found her clit and circled it with devastating precision.
And all the while he was touching her, Brux watched her face, taking in every gasp…every flutter of her eyelids…and adjusting his touch to wring more pleasure from her.
“Do you like that, baby?” he growled, his fangs glinting as he leaned down to nip her throat. “Do you like it when I fuck your sweet, tight little pussy with my fingers? You like to feel me thrusting inside you…filling you up?”
“Yes!” Kiera moaned shamelessly. “Don’t stop… fuck me… make me come!”
But she wasn’t too far gone to see the effect their intimate contact was having on the big Monstrum. She watched in wonder as his features shifted back toward human as he touched her. The sharpness of his muzzle softened…the sharp wolf fangs receded. His face became his again—beautiful and strong and entirely male.
But his eyes stayed gold.
“You…you need more, don’t you?” she demanded, panting, even as her body trembled on the edge.
He nodded once, his breathing unsteady, three fingers now buried deep inside her.
“But I fear…you won’t want to give what I need.”
“Try me. Tell me what you need,” she urged again, her voice coming out breathless. “Whatever it is, just let me know.”
His golden gaze flickered down her body—to where his fingers were buried in her slick heat—then back up to her face. He withdrew his hand slowly, making her whimper at the loss. Oh God, she felt so empty now!
Brux’s thick fingers glistened with her juices. He met her eyes and held her gaze.
“This is what I need.” And still holding her eyes with his, he licked his fingers clean.
“You want to…you need to…” she began, but trailed off.
“If I could taste you–not from my fingers but straight from the source.” He looked at her, raw hope and hunger naked in his gaze. “Need to bury my tongue in your sweet pussy…need to drink you down… please…”
Kiera bit her lip. Jerome had never been very good at that particular kind of intimacy. In fact, if she was honest, she had mostly trained herself not to expect much from it at all. A few lazy licks and he was already crawling back up to stick it in.
But this wasn’t about Jerome, and it wasn’t even really about her pleasure, she lectured herself. This was about Brux–about what he needed and keeping him here with her.
And if what he needed was to taste her pussy–to put his tongue deep inside her and taste her honey from the source–well then, she needed to let him do it.
“Do it,” she said, spreading her thighs wide, baring her pussy fully for him. “Taste me–take what you need.”
The big Monstrum’s eyes blazed gold and he moved between her legs like a starving man being offered a feast. His massive shoulders pushed her thighs even wider, and Kiera bit back a gasp as he slid his big, warm hands under her, gripping her ass to lift her to his mouth.
And when his mouth finally found her, Kiera realized almost at once that whatever she had expected, it wasn’t this.
Because he didn’t touch her like a man performing an obligation as Jerome had. Instead, he devoured her like a male who was half out of his mind with hunger and need and wonder that she was allowing him to do this. Like he couldn’t get enough of her taste or her scent or the way she moaned as he tasted her
His tongue was thick, hot, and relentless. He started with long, sweeping licks from her entrance to her clit, gathering every drop of her honey that made Kiera gasp.
“So fucking sweet,” he growled against her folds, the vibration making her buck. “This hot little pussy is so wet for me. Love to taste your honey.”
Kiera’s hands tangled in his dark hair as she gasped and arched beneath him. This was so much more than she’d imagined when she agreed to let him taste her. His hot tongue was sending sparks of pleasure through her whole body, setting her on fire with need.
“Oh—Brux… yes,” she moaned. “Don’t stop…don’t stop!”
But there was no need to beg–she got the sense she couldn’t have stopped him if she’d tried. He growled hungrily against her flesh, plunging his tongue deep inside her where it seemed to swell before fucking her with it in firm, steady thrusts while his thumb circled her aching clit. It was amazing how full he could fill her with just his tongue, Kiera thought deliriously–and how deep he could get inside her.
Then he withdrew his tongue and sucked the swollen bud of her clit between his lips, flicking it mercilessly…teasing her until she felt like she was going to explode. Though this was their first time together, he seemed to know her body already, seemed to know exactly how to drive her crazy.
It was too much–too good and Kiera knew she wouldn’t last much longer.
She could feel the tension building fast—far faster than she had expected—and the realization only made her more breathless. More needy. More willing to give him anything he wanted if it meant hearing him speak clearly again and seeing his human face stay right where it belonged.
