Waking the Beast(36)

Pay closer attention when we have sex later, and tell me if you think it will work for me to use a condom.

She did her best to fight back the waves of pleasure that sought to steal her thoughts. It was hard to focus on the feel of his cock without losing herself in the sensations drowning her. God, he felt so good, rubbing along her walls. He was stroking every nerve to life, and her pussy was rippling and clenching around him. God, what was he doing?

“Tah?” She couldn’t keep the slight rasp of fear out of her voice. What was happening to his cock?#p#分页标题#e#

“Feel it? Feel how my cock is changing inside you?”

“Yes,” she whimpered as she felt her orgasm fast approaching. “I need to see,” she forced the words out, though the last thing she wanted was for him to withdraw.

“Can’t stop,” he growled, fucking her faster, his cock surging deeper with each thrust. “Abby.” Her name was a moan of pleasure on his lips.

“Tah!” There was no way to smother her cry. It was too much. The small swellings along his cock were growing even bigger. They rubbed her walls, increasing the friction and sending her into a cataclysm. Pleasure crashed over her, ripped through her, and sent her flying into an abyss.

“Feels so good,” he growled. “Too good.”

He lowered his head, and she felt the stroke of his tongue over the bite mark. Just that little touch had the power to throw her higher. Then he bit, his teeth piercing her skin again and sinking in to hold her in place as she felt the first heated splash of his cum. She shuddered and shook as tremors coursed through her. She couldn’t focus on his cock, on the changes in it. She could only hold tight to Tah in an attempt to keep from flying apart.

She was still trembling when he pulled his teeth free and licked over the bite.

“It’ll never heal with my constantly biting you there,” he whispered against her skin.

“It doesn’t hurt,” she assured him. “It feels…like nothing I’ve ever known. The pleasure increases when you bite me. I can’t explain it.”

A throat cleared outside the tent.

“We’ve got another hour before we should hit the road again.” Reno’s voice was soft as he spoke.

“We’ll be ready,” Tah answered just as softly.

Abby lay beneath him, his cock still inside her, and tried to sort through what she’d felt. He was still changing.

“I didn’t notice that the first time we were together,” she whispered.

He lifted his hips from her, pulling free and rolling to his back beside her. She turned to her side, lifting up on her elbow to look down at him as she waited for him to talk.

“It didn’t happen the first time.” He began to run the fingers of one hand through her hair, whether to soothe her or him, she wasn’t sure. “I noticed it the second time. Hell, if I didn’t know better I would have sworn I’d put on a ribbed condom. I don’t know what’s happening to me.”

She could hear the fear in his voice, and her heart almost broke. He should never be afraid of himself. “The lion has these things called barbs or penile spines that are thought to be a means of stimulating the female into ovulation. They scrape the walls during sex and are thought to be painful for the female when the lion pulls free of her body. It’s all about forcing her body into conception.”

“You said it didn’t hurt you?”

“No, it’s pleasurable,” she assured him.

“So far,” he growled. “But who knows how it will keep changing. I could feel each spot swelling more this time. And I can feel them along my entire shaft now. The first time I only felt them along the top of my shaft, just beneath the head.”

He was worried. She could feel it rolling off of him like a heated wave.

“Well, aren’t I just a lucky girl,” she purred, running her fingers up and down his chest.

“How do you figure that?”

“I’m the only one with a man whose cock is built completely for my pleasure.” She leaned in and kissed him softly on the lips. “And it is, you know,” she whispered as she licked along his jaw. “Pure pleasure.”#p#分页标题#e#

He groaned and pulled her lips back to his, thrusting his tongue in and winding it around hers. Both of his hands cupped her head and held her close. She speared her fingers through his hair just as possessive in her desire to keep him near. Her lungs were burning for oxygen by the time he broke away.

“If it ever hurts, you’ll tell me,” he commanded. “I won’t hurt you. Ever.”

She nodded her head.