Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 71832 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 359(@200wpm)___ 287(@250wpm)___ 239(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71832 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 359(@200wpm)___ 287(@250wpm)___ 239(@300wpm)
For the next few moments, the cave is silent except for the sound of both of us frantically removing layers of clothing. I glance over at the far end of the cave to make sure Makana is fine, and the two-fang is curled up asleep where I left him. Good. I toss the last of my clothing aside and pull a fur over my naked body because the cave isn't exactly warm.
And I watch Valmir pull the last of his clothes off, too.
I've seen parts of him naked, but never all at once. He's got that short, pale gray fur all over him, less like a house cat and more like...a dusting? It's thickest on his head, where his mane looks like a shaggy lion’s, and on his lower limbs. It's also invitingly thick trailing down to his groin, and invites petting in the best sort of way. My fingers itch to touch him.
He looks over at me, his gaze on the fur I've drawn over my body. "Don't tell me you're shy?"
"Don't tell me your ass isn't freezing right now?" I mock-shiver and hug the fur closer to me. "I've got chicken skin right now."
"If you want to wear fur, you can wear me," Valmir growls, and pulls me closer to him. He shoves the fur I'm holding aside and presses his body to mine.
My legs go around his waist, and I wrap my arms around him. He's warm and hard, and touching him makes my khui go wild with delight. I moan, pressing up against him as he bears me to the floor. We kiss again, and this time there's no hesitation or reticence in Valmir. He kisses like he absolutely knows what he's doing, and as he does, he grinds his cock between my spread thighs.
It wrecks me in the best way.
"Love your scent," he mutters between frantic kisses. "Love how juicy your cunt smells."
I moan. Sexy talk instead of sarcasm? Valmir's killing me.
"Going to let me lick you now?" he asks between nips on my lower lip. "Or do you need me to warm you even yet?"
As if it's even a question. I drag his head down between my thighs, and when he chuckles, his breath teases my skin. Whiskers drag up and down the inside of my leg, making me arch.
Valmir practically purrs as he runs a hand over the back of my thigh and spreads my legs wider. "Look at that fur. What a nice little present for me."
"Surprise," I gasp.
"Delightful." He lowers his head and buries his face right in the cradle between my thighs. I could swear he sniffs me for a long moment before his tongue dips out to taste. He pauses and then tastes me again, this time with a longer sweep of his tongue.
I'm impatient. On edge and impatient. My fingers twist in his mane. "What do you think?"
Valmir just moans and licks me again, his tongue delving into my core. He makes another sound that might be a growl, might be a groan. Either way, it sounds euphoric.
Sounds like he approves. I ease back onto the furs, ignoring the chill on my upper body, and rock my hips against his hungry, seeking mouth. He roams over my skin and my folds, exploring but never settling in one spot. "Here," I tell him, spreading my pussy so he can see my clit. "Here's where I'm the most sensitive."
I circle a finger around it to show him.
"This might be my favorite rule so far," he murmurs, a moment before his lips close over it and he's teasing it like he would my nipple. I cry out, bucking my hips against his greedy tongue, and ride his face as he works my clit. He teases it relentlessly, using the tip of his tongue in circles just as I'd shown him. By the time I climax, I'm covered in a sheen of sweat from how hard I've been undulating against his face.
I feel incredible, though.
Incredible and yet...still needy. Resonance has its grip on us, and it's not going to let go until we make a baby.
He surges over me, moving to kiss my mouth. My release is tangy on his lips, and I cling to him as his kiss grows desperate with hunger. "Come inside me," I tell him. "I want you."
Valmir groans and presses his forehead to mine. For a moment, we share a breath once more, and the cave is quiet except for the sound of our wild breathing and the even wilder song of resonance.
Then he moves higher, his hand going to the back of my knee and hiking my leg up to move it out of the way. I spread my thighs wide in encouragement, and when the head of his cock presses against my entrance, I let out a gasp of anticipation.