Chapter 10 #2
She couldn’t resist rubbing her cheek against his chest fur as she inhaled deeply.
His earthy scent both calmed and excited her.
No one had ever felt as right as Nima, and tonight she was ready to surrender to her urges—within the boundaries she’d set for herself.
She had goals and would start over when she reopened the bakery.
But she could do that and give in to her urges with Nima tonight.
He gently set her on her bed, propping her up with a stack of pillows. “What’s most comfortable for you? We need to be mindful of your ribs and ankle.”
Fucking injuries. She imagined all the energetic sex she wanted to have, including, and not limited to, climbing onto and riding her yeti as he thrust beneath her; him taking her from behind, rutting into her; or her big, powerful yeti pinning her against the wall. Maybe if she put the air cast on?
Mari frowned as another realization dawned. “Nima, I don’t have any condoms that will fit you.”
To her surprise, he grinned. “We don’t need to do anything requiring condoms for me to make you see stars.
” He knelt on the bed, his damn pants still on, and bent to press a soft kiss to the side of her breast. Her breath caught, and her nipple contracted into a stiff peak, which seemed to make him smile wider.
His fingertips followed the kisses, then he palmed her breast, calluses grazing her sensitive skin.
“I’ve got my hands,” he said, with a wicked grin.
“And my mouth.” He sucked her nipple between his lips and worked her with his tongue before slowly scraping large, carnivorous teeth along her tight bud. Toe-curling pleasure flooded her body.
Mari whimpered, and Nima raised an eyebrow, large canines slipping over his lip before he asked, “You still like that?”
“Yes,” she gasped, holding his head in place as he offered her other breast the same intense treatment.
He trailed his fingers lower, pressing his palm against her sex. “Also,” he said, “we have your toy.”
Mari’s lips parted. She’d never considered a partner using the yeti-like dildo on her.
What she really wanted was Nima’s whole body over, under, or behind her. His hard length inside her.
If she were being honest, she’d bought the toy as a proxy for Nima. Using it with another person wouldn’t have seemed right. But using it with Nima? Her lower belly tightened, and she licked her lips in anticipation.
“Okay,” she agreed. “It’s in my top drawer, next to the lube.” She told Nima how to wash it, since it had been on the floor. Twice. When he returned from the bathroom, clean dildo in hand, she shared, “I’ve never used a toy with anyone else.”
He set Big Blue and the lube on the bed next to her. He ran a reassuring hand down her leg. “It’s my first time, too.”
A fleeting question ran through Mari’s head.
How many people had Nima been with in the last ten years?
She would never ask—it was none of her business.
Besides, did she really want to know? Hell no.
Her own love life had been lackluster—thus, her quick detonation in the closet with Nima.
“It’s been a long time since I’ve been with anyone,” she confided.
His hand stilled. “We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to,” he assured her. “We can go at any speed that’s right for you.”
Mari nodded up at him. “I appreciate that,” she said, then eyed the bulge in his pants. “You’ve been tempting me since you ground against me in the closet.” She licked her lips. “I want to see you. I want you naked, too.”
Nima growled, and a moment later, the massive cobalt dick she remembered so well was peeking above the top of his sexy, gray boxers.
It sprang free as he shucked them off. His heated gaze bore into her as he ran a hand up his shaft.
“See what you do to me?” he asked, stroking himself and groaning. “See how hard you make me?”
Fuck, his words hit her with a fresh wave of need.
She lifted her hand to her breast and squeezed as she watched his blue fingers, tipped with trim but ominous-looking black claws, work his thick, pulsing length.
Nima’s body was magnificent. Gleaming white fur glinted in the soft light of her bedside lamp.
The dusky blue of his skin beneath created an almost iridescent effect.
Muscles bunched and flexed while he ran his hand from the root of his oversized cock at his furry, white sheath, to his dark-blue crown, now beaded with precum.
Mari wanted to lap up that pearl with her tongue.
She hungered for Nima. Her body shook with unmet desire. She slid her fingers between her legs, but her own touch didn’t satisfy, not like Nima’s would. “I need you,” she rasped.
Nima’s chest rumbled as he crawled onto the bed, careful not to disturb her injured ankle. Her growly, fierce yeti looming over her took her breath away. He kissed from her knee to her thigh on her good leg. “You need me here?” he asked as he made his slow ascent to where she wanted him most.
“Higher,” she moaned as she stroked herself. “You know where I want you.”
He smiled against her inner thigh, his sharp teeth grazing her skin, the tease. “Show me where you want my mouth, Mari.”
She bent her good leg, opening herself to him, her fingers circling her bundle of nerves. “Here, Nima, I want your mouth right here.”
With a growl, Nima descended on her wet center, careful not to cut her with his large canines.
His wide, textured tongue swirled around her clit, making her eyes roll back.
No toy could substitute for Nima’s attention.
The way he flicked at her sensitive bits, spread her wider for him, and cradled her ass, his claws just sharp enough to bite into her skin and remind her what he was—better than any human lover and the best she’d ever had.
“Nima,” she panted, “I’m not going to last.”
He hummed against her. “That’s my hope.” He flattened his tongue, applying pressure in exactly the right spot to make her see those stars he promised.
As she climaxed, her pussy clenched, desperate for him to fill her.
A dull pain in her bruised rib cage made her breath catch, but it was still the best orgasm she’d had in . . . well, too long to remember.
Still limp and tingling from her release, her eyes flew open a moment later when he teased her entrance. “We’re not done, Mari. You haven’t had my fingers or Big Blue. Do you want that? Want me thrusting inside you?” He slid his other hand across her abdomen.
A swollen ankle and a few sore ribs wouldn’t stop Mari from taking the pleasure Nima offered. With a lazy smile, she dropped her knee open, welcoming his touch. “I want it all, Nima.”
He grinned as he slipped a finger inside her. “If it’s too much, tell me.”
She purred with pleasure at the sudden invasion and the way his other hand kneaded one of her heavy, aching breasts. She reached for him, his arm fur tickling her wrist as she gripped him tight.
When he added a second finger inside her and caught her nipple between his thumb and forefinger, she cried out.
“Do you like that?” he asked. “Do you like when I tweak your nipples and pump my fingers into you, readying you to take me?”
Mari stared down at Nima, her eyelids at half-mast, as waves of bliss rolled through her body. “You know I do.” She fisted the sheets, wishing she could writhe beneath him. “I want you, Nima.”
A second later, his fingers were gone, and Mari nearly whimpered when he picked up Big Blue and the bottle of lube. “I want your dick, Nima.” It would be irresponsible without condoms, and a hell of a way to ruin all her careful planning. But her body ached for him, needed him.
He froze, a dollop of lube dripping down and hitting Mari’s leg. “Believe me, Mari, aside from your pleasure and comfort tonight, I want nothing more than to sink deep inside of you.” Her breath hitched at his concern and desire for her.
Focusing again on the dildo, his lips curved up.
“But I’m also intrigued by this.” He spread the lube on the toy as he held it next to his own cock.
While impressive, the dildo didn’t compare to Nima’s dick.
Eyes gleaming, he looked up at her. “Are you ready for this? You want me to slide this into that tight, wet pussy of yours?”
When was the last time anyone had dirty-talked her? Ten years ago, that’s how long. She wouldn’t have wanted to hear it from anyone else. But from Nima, she loved it. “Yes, now,” she begged. “I’m so ready.”
Nima gently notched the toy at her entrance, then slowly fed the dildo into her. It was larger than two of his fingers, but still smaller than his actual dick. Mari easily took it, her body hungry and eager to be filled.
“Is this what I’d look like sliding into you? My big, blue dick easing into your tight, pink pussy?”
I want to see that. They needed condoms and a mirror. Just the thought of it brought on a fresh wave of desire.
When the dildo was all the way in, he gently caressed her breast. “Is that good for you?”
“So good,” she managed, her body already quivering around the solid mass as he slid it in and out of her.
“Excellent. Now it’s time to use all the tricks up my sleeve. Big Blue,” he said, twisting the toy as he pulled it out, then filled her again. “My hands,” he added as he squeezed her breast. Then Nima flashed his large canines as he lowered his head toward her pussy. “And my mouth.”
Oh god, oh god, oh god. Intense pleasure rolled through Mari’s body at his onslaught.
The dildo filled her. Couple that with Nima’s tongue on her clit and his clever fingers plucking at her nipple .
. . it was nearly too much. “Feels . . . incredible,” she cried.
If she thought she’d come quickly last night, tonight she set a record.
She wanted it to last. Nima’s face between her legs, his calloused fingers loving and torturing her breast, and his relentless thrusting.
But there was no way. When he pinched her nipple, she was gone.
He knew she would be too. It’s how he’d often brought her over the edge back in the day.
No one had made her come like that since.
“Nima,” she moaned, her hand tugging at the fur on the back of his head as her body shattered with ecstasy.
Mari locked her gaze on her yeti’s furry form between her legs as waves of pleasure continued to course through her.
They would return to their separate lives soon enough.
But tonight, she didn’t want to close her eyes and miss even a second of her time with Nima.