Therian Prize(85)
She pushed back into his thrusts but he pinched her nipples so she held still, allowing him to control the depth and speed. Her clit began to twinge each time he squeezed her nipples and tingles spiraled up her spine.
As soon as she accustomed herself to the stimulation, he changed strategies.
Watch. The command sounded dark and dangerous and she was powerless to resist. She closed her eyes and immediately her mind shifted to his perspective. She watched his cock shuttle in and out of her body. His shaft was thick and wet and felt even better than it looked. The realization made her smile, but soon a fresh wave of desire momentarily washed coherent thought from her mind.
Once the flash fire receded, she was left wondering what had triggered it.
As if to answer her unspoken question, he moved his hands to her waist and held her still as an image expanded within her mind.
She saw a grassy clearing beside a fast-moving stream. Trees shadowed the clearing and the air smelled cool and clear. Smelled? This was more than just imagination. She could hear the brook and feel cool wind on her face.
Her tigress stood beside the stream, alert and cautious. Heather could feel her heart beating and sense both excitement and alarm. A twig snapped and the tigress whipped her head in the direction of the sound. A shadow separated itself from the trees and gradually took form.
“Is that…you?” A large tiger moved into the clearing and cautiously approached the female.
“They must accept each other.”
He didn’t finish the statement but she understood what he’d left unsaid. If their animal selves didn’t mate, they could not become truly one.
The tiger circled the tigress, both animals tense and watchful. They scented each other and the tiger circled some more. The tigress lowered her head and growled and the tiger responded with a similar sound. Then the tigress dropped to the grass and rolled, showing her belly to the tiger as she waved her paws.
He watched it all with apparent disinterest and Heather’s pulse began to race. They couldn’t come this far only to be sabotaged by their animal selves. “If he wasn’t interested, he would have left by now.” The tigress rolled to her stomach, staying low to the ground. Heather held her breath until Jake wrapped his arms around her, lightly cupping one of her breasts. Then her breath escaped in a shuddering sigh. “Relax, love. He’s as pleased with her as I am with you.”
The tiger moved behind her then crawled on top of her, his intention obvious.
Thrilled that they’d passed the final test yet distracted by the scene, she pushed the image to the back of her mind.
Jake rolled her nipple between his thumb and forefinger as he resumed a leisurely motion. “Now you’re too relaxed.” Releasing her breast, he trailed his fingers over her abdomen and eased his hand between her thighs. “You are so wet.”
A sudden surge of desire assured her that he was pleased by the discovery. He easily found her clit and rubbed it with his fingertip. His hips moved faster, drawing his cock nearly out before driving deep again. He paired each long stroke with a tantalizing caress and her smoldering arousal quickly erupted again.
“Come for me, angel.”
She’d been fighting not to come for ages so all she had to do was let go. She tightened her inner muscles as his cock filled her, increasing the pressure of his penetration. Sensations gathered beneath his finger and her inner walls tensed then he triggered her orgasm with a firm flick.
Burying her face in the bedding, she muffled her cries. Her body pulsed and rippled as he prolonged her release with the rhythmic flick of his finger. Only after he’d wrung the last possible spasm from her body did he grasp her hips and take her fast and hard. Each sharp stroke detonated an aftershock within her overstimulated body.
She braced against the bed and drove back against him, increasing the impact of each thrust. His consuming need blazed into her mind, enflaming her smoldering passion. She’d just enjoyed a staggering orgasm and already her body raced toward another. Only with him was her body this responsive.
Always only with him.
He slammed into her so hard she collapsed on the bed, his body blanketing hers. He shook and groaned as his cock jerked inside her. His warm, wet seed jetted out and her pleasure crested in a slow, flowing swell.
It took him a moment to recover enough to support his weight on his elbows and his knees. “Does a bath sound good or would you rather shower and then watch a movie?”
Exhaustion rolled in as the last of her tingles abated. “So tired.”
He immediately disentangled their bodies and moved to her side. “We probably shouldn’t have done this. You’re still recovering from your first shift.”