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The slightest roughness of his tongue could be felt there, rasping over the tender peaks and sending pleasure surging through her system.
Arching against him, Cassa writhed in tormented ecstasy, reaching for that one touch, that one caress that would send her over the edge.
“Not yet, baby.” He gave another lick across her nipples before his hands caressed down her sides to her hips, holding her in place as his lips trailed down her torso.
She arched to him, her fingers gripping his shoulders, nails biting into his flesh as his lips, teeth and tongue created a path of incredible sensation to the curl-covered mound between her thighs.
He paused there, his breathing rough, ragged as Cassa stared down at him. His gaze was broody and hungry, his lips parted in intent.
“What are you waiting on?” She’d waited for what seemed a lifetime for this, and he seemed too determined to make her wait that much longer.
“How bad do you want it?” His husky question was breathed against the swollen bud of her clit.
How bad did she want it? She was ready to die for need of it. Her pussy pulsed in demand, her clit was throbbing in an agony of need. She wanted to grip his hair and jerk him in place.
“Would it matter how bad I wanted it?” Her heart was racing in anticipation. She wanted this touch so bad she was ready to scream for it.
Her fingers dug into the blankets, her nails curling into the material as she fought to keep from begging.
“Does it matter to you?” he responded. “Tell me what you want, Cassa. Tell me how bad you want it.”
The hell she would. Her hips arched though as he blew a subtle breath over the curls between her thighs once again. One hand lifted from the blankets, her fingers latching in his hair as the heated air stroked across her sensitized clit. Her head tossed against the pillow and she had to fight back a moaning plea.
“Damn you,” she cried out furiously as a rumbled growl vibrated in his chest. “Do it.”
“That doesn’t answer the question, mate.” The backs of his fingers ruffled over the curls. “How bad do you want it?”
Bad enough. Bad enough that her fingers tightened in his hair, her hips arched and a strangled cry tore from her throat.
“Do it,” she demanded. “Damn you, eat me.”
As though it were a trigger, a fuse to a detonation, a half snarl, half growl left his lips an instant before they covered the saturated folds of her pussy and sucked her clit into his mouth.
His tongue flickered over the tortured little bud as he drew on it. One hand pressed her thighs apart, the fingers of the other caressed through the narrow slit and found the tender entrance to the needy tissue beyond.
Cassa felt herself shaking, shuddering as pleasure gripped her, tore through her nerve endings and left her trembling with the need for climax.
“Oh God!” She nearly screamed out the prayer as she felt two fingers press inside her, stretching apart the tight flesh.
Calloused fingers worked inside her pussy, caressed and stroked the inner muscles until she writhed beneath him and nearly screamed out his name.
She was going to come. She couldn’t hold back, she didn’t want to hold back. She felt the vibrations of the inner explosions building inside her, tightening her muscles, wetting her vagina. Her juices flowed around his fingers, easing his way and sensitizing her further as he began to fuck inside her, slow and easy, then fast and hard, then slow and easy again, until she felt as though every sense she possessed was careening out of control.
“Not enough,” she gasped, the raging need building inside her until she wondered if she could breathe through it. “More, Cabal. Please. Please. More.”
She felt him growl, the sound vibrating around her clit as his fingers thrust hard and deep inside the trembling grip of inner tissue. Waves of sensation built inside her, exploded through her system and sent ecstasy breaking over her, until she was arched hard and tight into his grip, her fingers latching onto his hair as she fought to scream through the most incredible pleasure she thought she could experience.
Until seconds later. Until she learned there was more. There was Cabal coming over her, fitting the wide crest of his cock into the spasming entrance and working inside with quick, deliberate thrusts. There were his teeth raking her shoulder. There were the pinpoints of pleasure-pain as his thighs pushed hers farther apart, his hips rocked powerfully against her and the heated length of his cock filled her, overfilled her, until the sensations had her seeing stars with the pleasure detonating in her body.
She was at a loss to understand it, at a loss to process her body’s reaction to Cabal’s touch. Each stroke of his fingers, each caress of his lips, oh God, the rasp of his teeth and tongue against her neck, the strokes of his cock inside her overly sensitive pussy were too much. She felt as though she were burning, as though each touch was too painful to bear and yet too much pleasure to ever escape.
“Help me,” she cried out, as she arched closer, begged for something she didn’t understand.
It wasn’t enough, and yet it was too much. Tears filled her eyes as her hips arched closer, the muscles of her vagina clamping down on his cock.
Powerful shuttling thrusts filled her, stroked her until she felt the stars, the moon explode inside her. Sensation became rapture, it became ecstasy as her orgasm rushed through her.
Cassa’s nails bit into his shoulders, her lips opened on a soundless cry. Bucking against him, she fought for a control that didn’t exist, and one she didn’t want. She felt his thrusts increase as the first wave of pleasure tore through her. She felt his teeth rake her neck, heard his growl, felt the bite that pierced her shoulder. Inside, held within the tight grip of her vaginal muscles, his cock began to pulse, thicken, a second before she felt the hardened thrust of the Feline Breed barb become erect beneath the mushroomed head of his cock. It thickened, locked into place inside her, stroked hidden nerves and sent her careening into another harder, more heated orgasm. Crying out his name, Cassa felt herself melting, burning inside with each pulse of his semen as it filled her. She felt her muscles tightening to the point of pain, and yet pleasure rushed through her in waves.
