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"How are you feeling, baby?" he asked quietly, a lump in his throat he hadn't noticed before.

She stretched sensuously, lacing her fingers together. He could see her  toes point and flex under the light covers as she tried to cover a very  unladylike yawn. He liked that about her. No cutesy eyelash batting or  pretense. Just Reya. And what you saw was what you got. Well sort of, he  thought as the image of a sleek black jaguar filled his mind. He  grinned.

"What are you smiling about, Aaron?"

"Nothing," he mumbled, closing his eyes a second, trying to clear the  image of Reya in her shifted body, purring at him as she licked her  paws. "Nothing, sweet. Let's take a look at those wounds."

"I told you I'd be fine in a couple of days. See for yourself." The  timbre of her voice was a playful purr as she raised her arms over her  head, taking her night shirt off in one move. The shirt was tossed  carelessly toward the foot of the bed as she rolled over to her stomach  and watched him over a well-formed shoulder. Fingers wrapped around the  post of the headboard and her body writhed slowly, sensuously against  the soft sheets. Aaron's Adam's apple bobbed up and down roughly in his  throat at the sight of all that smooth skin rubbing against the bedding.  Her full breasts pressed into the mattress, and he could see the swells  spilling out from underneath her body, peeking at him. His mouth  watered, jealous that the bed enjoyed her sweet Hershey's Kisses nipples  instead of him.

Reya raised her head scant inches from the bed, her gray eyes finding  him from underneath her lashes. Was that a smile or a smirk gracing her  luscious mouth? Then the little hellion wiggled her ass at him. His cock  responded, the base warmed and thickened until the ridge pulsed as it  pressed against the zipper of his pants.

"See any wounds, lover?" she crooned, just before her tongue left a wet  path over her top lip. What had she asked him again? Something about  wounds? In truth, he wasn't looking for any. He was looking at the  teasing cleft between her ass cheeks, overwhelmed with the sudden urge  to taste it.

"Aaron?" she questioned, a hint of "bad witch" in her words, "you all right?"

Oh, he was plenty all right. It only took a second to determine there  wasn't even a scar on her lovely back. But he had to check to make sure,  didn't he? Hell, yes!

Rising from his side of the bed, he gathered up the laptop, his  scheduler and her satellite phone and stalked from the room. A brief  stop in the living room and the items were dumped unceremoniously on the  couch, the front door deadbolt slid home and the back door secured. He  left his clothes next to the laptop in a heap.

Reya's eyes went wide as they zeroed in on the lengthening, flushed cock  jutting out from between his legs. Rain sounded on the roof overhead  and Aaron had the sudden urge to let nature in. He raised the blinds and  opened the window, letting in the sound of the summer storm and the  smell of the surrounding fauna. With eyes closed, he inhaled as it  swirled into the room, mixed with Reya's unique musky scent and filled  his lungs.

Easing onto the bed next to her, he felt her muscles bunch and tightened  as he fought to control the lust quickly consuming him, but every  second spent watching the daylight play over her skin drove his need a  notch higher until he practically shook with it.

"Well, I'm all healed up, handsome. Care to take a closer look?" Her  thighs spread just enough for him to glimpse the treasure glistening  between them.

His fingers itched to sink into that treasure. Instead he decided,  forced himself, to savor the beauty of the arousing woman spread out  before him. Besides, he knew how much she liked him to play with her  ass. So he set his hands on the path from the base of her spine down and  across the supple cheeks, causing them to quiver at his touch. Putting  his nails into play, he gave her a teasing, barely there caress that set  her teeth on edge-he could tell from the audible snap of her teeth  coming together on a groan.

Deep breaths became gasps. Gasps became moans as her body writhed under  his hands, making him want to make her crazy. Something inside of him  wanted her to be so crazy for him she would beg, scream.

Kneeling behind her up on the bed, Aaron gently pulled her up by her  hips until her luscious ass was in the air, legs spread wide. Shoulders  and chest writhed and rubbed against the soft sheets. When her fingers  began to yank and pull at the bedding, the uninhibited response only  spurred him on more.

Gently parting her plump folds, he gently licked the crevice at the top  of her ass, playing with the sensitive skin just above her tight,  puckered hole until she shivered with anticipation. Eyes closed, he  imagined what it would feel like sinking his steel-hard cock into that  tight hole. One day. One day soon. But tonight was for her pleasure. A  single finger sank into her pussy's wet dewy heat as he tongued her ass,  rimming the quivering hole until she cried out.         

     



 

"Oh! Aaah!" she panted anxiously, almost whimpering with pleasure. But  he had a goal to reach-a blistering orgasm, complete with screams from  his woman for his cock. Just the thought of her milking him dry made him  pick up the pace just a bit. His wet tongue left her ass and traveled  down to her soaked pussy, teasing the little space between her asshole  and her creaming cunt while his finger worked in and out. The little  ripples along her sleek, muscled walls drove further into sensual  mayhem, if that were possible.

Aaron pulled back and forced himself to wait for her words. Didn't take long.

"AJ, please!"

AJ? No woman had ever called him by his nickname. No woman had ever  gotten close enough to even figure out what it was. It sounded perfect  on her lips and made him want to please her even more, made him want to  make her scream it, yell it, shout it from the highest mountain.

Raising his head just enough to ask, "Please what, baby?"

"Please lick me. Please … "

The first swipe of the whole length of his tongue against her slippery  folds earned a keening growl from deep in her chest. Oh yes, that's what  he was after. Replacing a finger with two, Aaron practically buried his  face into her dripping pussy. She was sweet and spicy, like the apples  and cinnamon she always munched on. His tongue tasted and teased then  sucked furiously on her flesh until her body went taut and rigid. Orgasm  number one in the bag.

Loving had never been more fulfilling. And he wasn't even inside her yet.



Reya marveled at the fullness of her closely shaved lips, inflamed and  swollen as Aaron worked her pussy into a mound of frenzied need.  Engorged and achy, she craved the fingers and tormenting tongue playing  over her body.

This man never left her unsatisfied, his loving slow and giving, then escalating to wild, frenzied fucking. Long, hard and deep.

The latter is what she needed just now.

"Fuck me, Aaron!" she yelled into his ear. "Oh god, please!"

"Call me AJ again," he hissed between his teeth, the sound urgent, like the sizzle of water splashed into a roaring flame.

With a speed and strength that amazed her, Aaron flipped her onto her  back. With a mind of their own, her long, strong thighs automatically  fell open as his wide chest settled between them.

Each finger reveled in the slide of luxurious silk locks as she buried  her hands in his hair, holding him firm against her burning cunt. Oh  such a talented tongue. It lapped, pulled, pressed and sucked until she  was mindless with lust.

But he didn't have enough hands! Reya's body wanted his touch everywhere  at once. Lifting a hand to the tightly drawn buds of her nipples, she  matched the rhythm of his mouth, tugging when his lips tugged, pulling  when his teeth pulled on her clit, caressing when his tongue caressed  her pink slit. Just as one breast began to feel neglected, one of  Aaron's larger hands joined in the play. He squeezed and palmed her full  globes, sending sweet sensation through every pore in her body.

When he hummed against her writhing core, orgasm sped through her blood  with such force, it skyrocketed into the sun where she melted with the  speed and heat of a solar flare. The glowing power of the feline rose  up, the change rippling just underneath her skin, fighting for  dominance. She'd never experienced this kind of primitive need, the urge  to be taken in the change. And by a human? It was beyond her  imagination. For the first time in all her young years, Reya found  herself battling the animal instinct to mate.

Her mate was over her now, chasing her lips as she battled the change  and the need to catch her breath. But Aaron gave no quarter.

"Open for me, baby. I want it all, heart and soul." His mouth locked to  her and the flavor of her nectar on his tongue was exotic and heady,  like the jungle that surrounded them. The wonder of the intensity of  their lovemaking was enough to give her the control she needed to subdue  the regal beast within.

"Hold on to me, Reya. I can't wait another second to sink into that sweet pussy."