Chapter 15
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Kitty
T his was really happening. I smiled as Jon quickly removed my shirt and skirt, before doing the same with his own shirt and trousers. I sat up on my elbows, watching as he tossed his clothes to one side and stood before me, completely naked.
I didn't think I'd ever get sick of seeing him naked. My eyes trailed down his muscled torso to stare at his groin where his twin cocks swelled, bobbing as they strained toward me. His tail flicked back and forth before sliding up to grip his cocks together, moving up and down.
My mouth dropped open as I watched. I wondered exactly how much there was to learn with Jon.
That tail could be a lot of fun.
He placed a knee on the bed and climbed between my legs, sliding his hands up the inside of my thighs and easily parting them. I could feel the slickness between my legs, making me ready for him. There would be plenty of time for slow lovemaking, but right now, after the events of today, I just needed him inside me.
“Fuck me, Jon,” I said, blushing a little at the brash demand. But with Jon, there was no embarrassment.
“What my mate wants, my mate gets.” He grinned, dipping his head as he slid his hands up my thighs so that his tongue and his fingers met at my clit. I groaned as he used his fingers to spread me open, as his tongue teased the bundle of nerves that made me arch my back and moan in pleasure. He licked and sucked, and I soon lost all sense of time.
His tail curled up my leg, replacing his fingers on my clit, the fluffy end less intense than his tongue and fingers. But I didn’t have long to wait, as his hands circled my hips to pull his face flush against me. His tongue delved inside me and the simultaneous pressure of his tail on my clit and his tongue inside me had me driving toward the precipice.
Right before I spiraled into orgasm, I felt him press a finger against my bottom and tensed.
“Relax, my love. Trust me,” he said, his breath hot against my slick flesh. I relaxed the muscles of my legs as he pushed a finger against my bottom once more.
This time when he pushed against me I was ready, and was soon overwhelmed by the threefold pleasure of tongue, fingers and his tail. It was almost too much when his mouth replaced his tail on my clit and then slid two of his broad his fingers inside me. I cried out, muscles spasming around his fingers in an orgasm that seemed to last and last and last.
He pushed me past my release and continued building my arousal once more. He slid up my body, his tail once more replacing his tongue on my clit, gently stroking me and building my pleasure. His hips settled between mine, his two cocks hard and insistent as they pressed against my pussy. He dropped his head, capturing a nipple between his lips, biting down and making me cry out as a bolt of pleasure shot through me.
He moved his head from one of my breasts to the other, capturing the other nipple and paying it the same attention.
I gasped. “I need you. Inside me, Jon. Now.”
He smiled, his green eyes meeting mine. His lips descended, and we kissed with more passion than finesse. He pulled away, his face over mine, eyes intense. “Do you think you can take the lower one?”
“There’s only one way to find out,” I said, my belly clenching in anticipation. “Just go gently, please.”
“Always,” he said. He dropped a kiss to my lips before he reached down and grasped his larger, lower cock and notched it against my entrance. We both groaned as he slipped inside, pausing with only the first inch in me. “Is this okay?” he asked, body held rigid and tense above me, as if he was holding back.
“Yes, more.” I could barely speak coherently.
His tail held his top cock against his stomach so that we could watch as he eased his way inside me, thick inch by thick inch. Slowly he would give me a little more, then pull back, and then a little more again. I bit my lip as I watched him slide inside me.
It was as if we were becoming one. Together.
When he was fully seated in me, pelvis to pelvis, he paused. Our eyes met, and he smiled. My heart felt so full it could burst.
“I love you,” I said, unable to hold back from what I was feeling. Maybe it was quick, but this was us. And I knew how I felt. Having been with someone I thought I loved and then realized I didn't, this was so very different .
“As do I,” he said, dropping his head to nuzzle against the side of my neck. His tail released his top cock, and his belly sandwiched it between us. As he moved again, I realized the benefit of this, as with every small thrust his top cock rubbed against my clit. I'd never felt anything like it.
“If there were more of you on Earth, there'd be no such thing as a woman who had never had an orgasm,” I said, gasping as pleasure speared through me.
He growled, nuzzling against my ear, and a shiver spread through me. I felt him nip at my neck and I tipped my head to one side, knowing that this would be where he would bite me. I felt a streak of anticipation run through me; adrenaline hit me as his thrusts sped up.
He pushed inside me, swiveled his hips to grind against my clit, and then pulled back until he was almost out of me before pushing back in again. The notches on the underside of his topmost cock sliding against my clit in the most delicious way. I rapidly built to another orgasm, my pussy clenching around his rigid flesh. His tail wrapped around my right thigh, spreading me wide, as one of his hands slid behind my neck, the other holding my hip. I felt caged in the most delicious way, safe and protected.
“Bite me, Jon!” I wanted nothing more than to be connected to him in every way possible.
He kissed his way down my neck and, as my orgasm crashed through me, he bit me. I felt it as a sharp spear of pain. And then pleasure spread through me as the combination of the bite and my orgasm ripped through me in waves.
I screamed; the sound pulled from deep inside me.
Jon groaned, his hips losing their rhythm as he found his release, spilling his seed inside me in hot spurts that spilled from around where we were joined. He lowered his weight on top of me, bracing himself on his arms, his teeth still in my neck. He lifted his head, gently removing his fangs and licking at my neck. His eyes met mine, and he smiled.
“My mate, all will see my claiming marks and know you are mine.” The possessive tone in his voice thrilled me. Strange how I liked it coming from Jon, but I wouldn't like it coming from anybody else.
I felt him still thick inside me, and as he pulled away, there was a flood of wetness between my legs.
“Stay right there. I'll be back,” he said, standing and walking into the bathroom. I let my head fall back against the pillows, boneless and exhausted. I raised my fingers to touch the bite mark on my neck, surprised to see that it was healing already. “There is an enzyme in the saliva that helps heal it quickly,” Jon said as he returned. He had a warm cloth in his hand that he used to clean me between my legs, and then wipe himself. He tossed it on the floor, and then climbed back on the bed next to me, pulling me into his arms. “How do you feel?” He smoothed a hand gently over my neck.
I was sore, sure, but more than anything I was happy. “I feel amazing.” I beamed at him.
“Good. There is so much more to show you,” he said with a wink.
“I can't wait.”