Page 43 of Tarak's Torment


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“May I?” he asked as he licked his lips.

“Please,” I whined. I needed him more than I’d ever needed anyone in my life. I ached all over and my pussy throbbed for his touch.

“Anything for you, my mate.” Tarak grinned, showing his fangs and a confidence I hoped would only continue to grow.

He untied the laces of my pants and slowly pulled the garment down my legs, stopping to kiss every inch of exposed skin as he went. By the time he’d pulled my pants all the way down, my body was vibrating with need.

I lay bare before Tarak, who gazed at me as if I was the most beautiful sight he’d ever beheld.

“Open for me Gab-bae, and teach me new ways to pleasure you,” Tarak urged.

I opened my thighs for him and beckoned him to come closer. “Come taste me. Drag your tongue along my clit until I call out your name.”

“As you wish,” Tarak approached me with a grin on his face.

He opened my sex even further then slid his tongue up and down my slit. Then, just as I’d commanded, he dragged his tongue against my sensitive bundle of nerves and I moaned with pleasure as each ridge made contact with my flesh.

Tarak skillfully licked my clit and pinched my nipples until I was mewling underneath him, but my serious mate wanted more. He wanted to know how else he could bring me pleasure.

“Show me what other ways I can touch you, my mate.”

“Take your finger and hook it like this, then extend it up and down.” I taught Tarak the come hither motion and directed him to touch me inside my channel.

“Like this?” Tarak retracted his claws and moved his finger just as I had instructed and my hips lifted off the furs and as a primal gurgle was wrenched from my throat.

“Yes, just like that,” I rasped.

“You’re a good teacher my Gab-bae.” He gave me a self-satisfied smirk.

“Uh-huh.” Words had failed me. Tarak barked out a laugh right before his lips circled my clit and he started to suck.

I cried out and gasped for air. Tarak would have made an excellent musician because he certainly played my body as if I were his instrument of choice.

He sucked my clit and rolled my nipples between his fingers and used his other hand to stroke my g-spot with expert precision.

Tarak started out with slow movements, grazing my g-spot, studying my every reaction. My serious mate always strived to get things right.

My orgasm was building inside me and my hips started to move in time with Tarak’s finger. Then he shifted his weight so I couldn’t move and sped up the movements of his finger inside me.

The warm glow that flowed through every vein grew brighter as my orgasm finally burst free. I cried out Tarak’s name as ripples of pleasure shot through me.

Tarak released me from his pleasurable grasp so I could finally catch my breath.

“The taste of you on my tongue is a delight I hope to enjoy many times over our lifetime.” Again he gave me that sexy smug smile, and I loved it. Heshouldbe smug. He’d just given me the best damn orgasm of my life.

I had only just caught my breath, however, when a new wave of arousal coursed through me. I felt hollow and achy and I wanted him inside me this time.

“You ready to take this to the next level?” I asked as I sat up and slowly untied the laces of Tarak’s pants.

He watched me intently and nodded his head. “I’m ready.”

“Good,” I purred as I pulled his pants down his legs, revealing his ridged happy trail that led to a very girthy mushroom head penis with beautiful ridges that ran down its length. I had to hold back a laugh when I noticed he also had a massive scrotum just like a tanuki on Earth. My mate was full of surprises.

Once he was fully undressed Tarak looked down at his beastly arms and legs. He was a sight to behold in his shifter form. His powerful muscles rippled with every movement and I longed to see his muscles in action as he thrust into me.

“We do not have to mate tonight,” he interrupted my thoughts. “We can wait until tomorrow when I can shift out of my animal form.”

“Why would we do that? I like you just the way you are.” I smiled up at him as I traced the muscles on his chest and abdomen, eventually making my way down to his happy trail ridges.