Page 21 of Beast of the Bayou

She rests her hands on the back of my head, her body already writhing. I take a tentative lick. Lila lets out another low moan. She places her legs over my shoulders, scooting down closer. I taste her again—longer. Her juices coat my tongue and I lose myself at that very moment.

Gripping her thighs, I bury my face inside of her being careful not to nick her delicate flesh. She tastes incredible. Indescribable. Every lick produces more wetness. I lick, taste, and suck her until my face is coated and she's stuttering my name.

Her fingers dig into my hair, and her back lifts off the bed. "S-Solomon. I'm about to cum," she whimpers, her legs trembling around my head.

I growl into her. "I want it all."

My long tongue is snaked so far inside of her, I can feel her walls vibrating around it. I catch every drop of it as it slides down, and swallow it greedily. Her body relaxes slightly, but she's still vibrating with aftershocks. Placing a final kiss on her lips, I ease up her body. She takes my face into her hands and kisses me hard.

Gripping her jaw gently in my hand, I pull back a bit. "Be careful, my love," the term flows out of me with ease. "I don't wanna nick you."

She shakes her head. "I don’t care if you do."

"But I do." I look into her eyes.

Carefully, I kiss her lips again. Her eyes flutter closed. I trace my tongue around them before sliding it into her mouth. Lila sucks it eagerly making me harder than I already am. Reaching down, she slides her hand down my underwear. Her soft hands attempt to grip it, making me groan against her lips. I almost cum in her hand that quick.

"Holy shit," she gasps, her eyes flying open.

"I know." My forehead rests against hers. "If it's too much we don't have too."

"No. No." She pulls it out, her thumb rubbing across the pre-cum leaking out the tip. With her lips still pressed against mine, she whispers desperately, "I want to. I told you I'm not scared. Let me try. Please."

"I'll do whatever you want." I nod. "I swear." I ease my underwear off trying to control myself. I smell everything times ten, and my primal instincts are surging. Demanding I take claim and mark her. "Lila," I breathe out against her lips. "I need—"

Her nails drag down my back. "I know what you need, baby. You need me. And I need you."

She guides me to her opening. The heat from it causes my eyes to roll back. She eases the tip in. But before I can stop myself, I thrust into her halfway. My vision blurs at the edges. Every nerve in my body awakens. My instincts are screaming at me to flip her over, mount her and pump into her until she's screaming my name. But the human part of me—the part that's never done this before hesitates.

"I don’t want to hurt you." I groan, even as my hips rock into her hard.

"You won't." Lila coos kissing me softly on the side of my face.

She wraps her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist. My dick drags in and out as her walls clench around me like a vise. I've never known pleasure this great. She's so wet I can hear her pussy responding with each stroke.

"Fuck," I growl. My claws extend involuntarily, and I dig them into the mattress on either side of her head.

"You feel so good," she moans into my ear. "More," she demands rolling her hips. "Don't hold back. I can take it."

The last bit of restraint—snaps. Pulling back, I thrust into her, burying myself inside her to the hilt. Lila cries out, but it's not in pain. It’s a sound of pleasure and desperation that matches my own. A feeling that lets me know that she is mine now.

Maybe she always was and everything has led to this moment. An uncontrollable feeling of possession slams over me. Fur bursts out of my skin. I howl—deep and low. The sound reverberating through the room.

Lila holds me tighter. I stroke her to a rhythm that's more savage, each thrust pushing her further up the bed until her head nearly hits the headboard. I place my arm there as a divider. She doesn't seem to care though. She meets me stroke for stroke, her nails raking frantically down my back. The pain only heightens everything else—the scent of sex, the sounds of our bodies slapping against one another, and the sound of her voice calling out my name almost in a chant.

"Solomon. Solomon. Solomon—" her voice breaks on the last one. I angle my hips and hit a spot deep enough inside her that it makes her body go rigid. "Right there!" she pants. "Oh my God, right there—"

Pressure builds at the base of my spine, coiling tighter with each thrust. My vision sharpens and I can see the rapid flutter of her pulse in her throat. That pulse calls to me. Leaning in, I close my teeth carefully around the side of her neck. I don't break the skin, just hold it there, my tongue licking against the flutter.

Her walls vibrate and she cums with a scream, her body convulsing around me. The sensation is so overwhelming, I lose control. Suddenly, I'm moving with her locked in my arms and my dick still buried deep inside her. Gravity stops making sense as I scale the wall and crawl up the ceiling.

Lila's back hits the ceiling. She gasps, her eyes flying open in shock. "What—how—" she stammers her wild eyes searching mine.

"I don't know. But it's okay. I got you." I kiss her. "Hold on to me."

"This is insane," she breathes out, but she wraps herself tighter around me. Her shock quickly melts into dark hungry. "Do it. Fuck me up here."

The angle is somehow deeper. The claws on my nails and feet sink into the ceiling anchoring us. When I start moving again, thrusting up into her while gravity tries to pull us down, we both moan at the intensity. Her breasts bounce with each movement. I capture a nipple in my mouth.