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I’ve got to be honest: I was not expecting this. Also, this isn’t exactly the sound I imagine in my steamiest dreams, not even the apocalyptic ones where dinosaurs have been genetically engineered and loosed on the population (wherein I meet a wonderful woman, fall for her, and we bang each other’s brains out)—but then again, in those dreams, I’m usually running from the things that make this sound.
Wetness smacks into my palm, answering my curiosity in regards to the question of whether she experiences feminine ejaculation or not. Her vaginal walls are spasming, hugging, clutching at my finger, clamping down on it, and it takes everything in me not to surge over her, spread her legs wider, and ram home.
Two glowing eyes meet mine as she raises her head, looking drunk and shy and thrilled. “Oh, Matthew… you are amazing!”
“And you’re hot, Inara.” Because slightly frightening sounds aside, she is.
Hands closing over my shoulders, claws digging into my skin, she tries to pull me closer, urging me over her.
I rise up on my knees, catching hers and positioning her limp legs at my hips.
I grin down at her.
Post-orgasm, she’s turned into a ragdoll. Even her tail is just a long dead weight draped off the edge of the bed. I didn’t realize until I glance back at it that I’ve never seen it entirely relaxed.
It makes me smirk. Then my gaze falls to my target, the one my cock is aching for, and I feel my brows pull together. “Inara, baby, is this, ah, going to hurt you?”
“Hurt me?” she says, eyes dipping to my throbbing cock, which jerks, making her gaze widen in a way that has me groaning hoarsely.
I drag my eyes from her tits which I’m having a really hard time not focusing on. There’s something about blue nipples that are like bullseyes to me. I didn’t know this about myself before tonight. I meet her eyes, which have turned to a shimmering orchid. “Do you have a hymen? It’s a barrier—”
Her face tightens; discomfort over discussing what she clearly doesn’t consider to be a sexy topic, I think. “There is often a mating barrier. But I took care of mine long ago,” she assures me.
“Okay,” I tell her, not sure if I succeed in playing off my relief, and then deciding that there’s no harm in sharing, I say, “I’m glad this won’t cause you any pain.”
She nods distractedly, sitting up a little and reaching for my dick like she’s drawn to it. I can relate. It really badly wants her to touch it. Anywhere. With any part of her. I bet she could flutter her eyelashes on me and make me come. I’m that close.
I begin to privately order myself to last, and to be a gentleman, keeping in mind the fact that this is her first time so I shouldn’t just shove it in, even if that’s what my body is all but begging for.
It’s Inara who closes the distance. Who shocks the crap out of me by wrapping her hand around my cock, squeezing me,jerkingme forward, leading me to her pussy—and I’m so excited, I lunge into her grip. Problem is, my crown is right at the starting gate.
I don’t get to sink into her slow inch by slow inch; I shove forward with all the finesse of a stallion, nailing into her with a powerful thrust that makes my balls zing.
I shout.
Inara sucks in a breath, her body turning stiff under me.
I curse mightily. Taking one hand from where I have it braced in the bunched bedding by her head, I tenderly cup her face. “Inara, sweetheart—I’m sorry. Are you okay?” Carefully, I start to back off of her—outof her.
“Don’t stop!” she orders—but she’s grimacing and her eyes squeeze shut.
“Dammit,”I snarl, and against her wishes I try to pull back and dismount.
But claws—as in, not just the tips, butallof her actual freakingclaws—dig into the sides of my ass. Inara’s caught me. And she has every intention of keeping me inside her.
It takes me two tries before I can form words instead of guttural animal sounds. “Let me up, sugar. You’re hurting.” And dear God in heaven, so am I. My dick is such adick—it’s ready to go, regardless of how she feels, freakingthrobbinginside her.
A thing she can feel, I think, because she’s biting her lip, and her chin goes up as I pulse like I’m coming even though I’m not there yet. Close, but not yet.
My eyes crank shut and I suck in air through my nose.Do NOT come!GRANDMA GIVING ME A KISS ON THE CHEEK. GRANDMA IN A NIGHTIE—
Inara shakes her head at me. And her voice is clipped when she replies, “It isn’t you. Have you ever had a piece of well-nerved flesh abruptly pulled from beside your nail fold?”
I have to swallow twice. “A hangnail?”
She pauses like her translator is lining the word up. She nods. “Evidently, Ididstill have some of my barrier. It feels like a hangnail just got ripped at my entrance.”
Her wince breaks my heart.
