Instinctive (15 page)

“Jaclyn, I need to fuck.”

He grabbed her hand and helped her to a sitting position. Her long hair fell forward to cover her breasts. She brushed her bangs back from her flushed face. “Sit on the chair, Slyck. Let me ride you,” she said breathlessly.

“You first.”

He ignored her quizzical look, scooped her off the table, and sat her in the chair, his eyes never once leaving her breasts. He dipped two fingers back into the bowl of cream and gently covered her cleavage in the syrupy-sweet substance.

She smiled up at him as realization dawned and then cupped her breasts and squeezed, forming a nice little channel for him to fuck.

He shook his head and swallowed. Hard. “Goddamn, girl, that’s the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.” He shed his clothes in record time, widened his legs around hers and shimmied closer. Grabbing the back of the chair for support, he bent his knees and pushed his cock between her lubricated breasts.

As he began fucking her beautiful tits, her tongue flicked out to brush over the tip of his cock with every upward thrust.

“I stand corrected,” he said, his entire body shaking with pleasure. “That’s the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.”

Jaclyn grinned up at him, and lapped at the come dripping from his slit.

“You keep that up, girl, and I’m going to come.”

“Well, you did promise me a taste.”

“Don’t start that, or I’ll never get inside your pussy.” He slipped a hand behind himself and stroked her, his finger circling her sopping wet clit. Her cunt rippled in response. “And I think we both want that.”

Her edgy laugh turned to a heated moan when he brought his hand to her nipple and brushed it with the pad of his thumb, turning it such a pretty shade of pink. Slyck continued to fuck her cleavage. As her gorgeous tits milked his cock, his entire body throbbed for release. She felt so goddamn good it was all he could do to suppress his release. Okay, he needed to stop now before he shot off a load. He pulled back, lifted her from the chair, and took a seat.

Panting, he said, “Come here, baby.” He cupped her hand and pulled her to him. “Come ride me.”

Eyes glimmering with dark sensuality, Jaclyn slid her legs around his and tried to plunge downward. Slyck held her hips and carefully guided her, slowly, so she could feel every inch as he filled her. Her cunt closed around him, warm, hot, tight. So fucking good. His teeth clenched and he drew a quick sharp breath as he concentrated on the erotic sensations.

“More,” she cried out in a haze of arousal. She swatted his hands away as though desperate to be filled to the hilt. He could
feel her body shake with sexual frustration. A rush of tenderness overcame him. He relaxed his grip and let her push downward.

After she lowered herself onto his cock, he completely filled her in ways she’d soon understand. God, it was such a deliciously snug fit. She began rocking against him, driving his cock in and out at a fevered pace, making him so crazed that his mind nearly shut down.

He clenched his teeth. “Baby, you feel so fucking good wrapped around my cock. You have no idea how much I needed this. How much I needed to be inside you.”

She brushed her lips over his. “And you have no idea how much I love the way you fill me.”

Slyck put his hands around her waist and held her to him, savoring the moment as they joined as one, physically, mentally, and emotionally.

When she grew restless, he grabbed her hips and pounded into her, hot, hard, upward strokes that fucked her deep and made her come again. Her hot liquid poured over his cock and dripped down his balls. “That’s it, baby. Keep coming for me.”

And come she did.

Slyck lost count of how many times she’d orgasmed for him. With her eyes closed in bliss, Jaclyn gripped the back of the chair and impaled herself on him, taking every inch of his thick cock deep into her body. His cock swelled inside her warm, tight slit, soaking in her heat.

The storm picked up outside, smashing against the windows as they moved together in perfect sync. Slyck brushed his tongue over her nipples, never wanting the night to end. A warm, comfortable,
intimate silence encompassed them as they continued to fuck.

Deciding he wanted to see her beautiful body sprawled out beneath him again, he murmured into her ear, “Keep your legs around me.” With his cock still buried deep inside her, Slyck stood and carried her to her bedroom. He gently deposited her on the mattress and then resumed his fucking.

As the need for completion pulled at him, he bit down on his lip, wanting to hold off for as long as he could. He continued to fuck her, and when he saw exhaustion pulling at her body, he slowed long enough to let her get her second wind, and then he fucked her some more.

His balls ached for release and his cock throbbed, and still, they fucked. After one last deep push, he said, “Do you want to feel my come inside you, sweetheart?”

“You know I do,” she whispered and kissed him long and deep, pulling his tongue into her mouth.

With that, he splashed his seed high up inside her and watched her face light when she came again, her hot cunt muscles gripping his stiff cock so hard, a new hunger began to grow inside him.

“Neat trick,” she murmured into his mouth as her pussy continued to spasm.

“It’s not a trick. It’s because you’re my mate. My seed makes you orgasm.”

As though not wanting to think about that at this particular moment, she didn’t respond. Instead she nuzzled against him and let her body go slack. He circled his arms around her slender waist and held her tight.

Well into the wee hours of the morning, he made a quick trip to the bathroom to clean up and then came back with a cloth for her. After washing her up, he crawled in beside her, pulled her in close and just stared at her. Jesus, he still couldn’t quite believe she was here with him.

When she pressed against him, he slipped a hand between their bodies and lightly brushed a finger over her pussy. “Are you sore, sweetheart?”

She gave a soft, contented moan. “A little.”

“Let me make you feel better.”

Slyck shimmied downward, climbed between her legs, and rested his head against her thigh. Using the soft blade of his tongue, he gently licked her pussy. Small, easy strokes to help soothe away the sting of his frenzied lovemaking. “Why don’t you try to get some rest.”

“Uh, how am I supposed to rest with you doing that?” she asked, her legs widening involuntarily.

He cuddled in closer and just licked her, softly, slowly, deciding to give her one final sweet delicate orgasm before she succumbed to sleep. After a few gentle laps, her breathing deepened and she came for him again. That brought a smile to his face.

“Good night, babe,” he whispered and continued to lave her clean. A few moments later, he heard her give a soft sigh before drifting off to sleep. Slyck remained between her thighs, and brushed a soft finger over her birthmark as it continued to change color. Gone was the itchy red welt, leaving behind a golden yellow pigmentation. A replica of his.

He closed his eyes, and with no intention of venturing too
far away, he let himself drift off. He’d put Jaclyn to sleep with his tongue, and he had every intention of waking her the same way.

 

Jaclyn woke with a smile on her face and looked to her right to see the gorgeous guy who’d put it there. Sometime during the night, she’d pulled him from between her legs to her mouth so she could taste his sweetness as she hovered somewhere between sleep and consciousness.

With his arms over his head, he now lay on his back beside her, looking sexy, warm, rumpled, and completely delectable, and in that instant she decided to put off her worries for just a little bit longer.

She slid her tongue over her bottom lip and stifled a moan. His head was turned to the side; his dark hair fell over his face. She was about to brush it off and wake him for another round of scrumptious sex when another, more delicious thought struck her. She never did get to taste his cream.

She carefully lifted the blankets until she exposed his naked body. Her gaze leisurely traveled over his bare flesh. Once again her heart softened when she took in the scars marring his sun-kissed skin.

She followed one scar down until it disappeared into the patch of dark hair on his pubis. That was when she glimpsed his magnificent cock. Her body tightened with memories of their night together. Just the mere sight of his morning pudge had her breasts swelling and her well-fucked pussy moistening. Even at half-mast, his size was impressive. Every nerve in her body came alive with longing.

Jaclyn shimmied lower and insinuated herself between his muscular thighs. Deep in sleep he spread his legs for her. She moistened her lips, opened wide to accommodate him, and brought his semierect cock into her mouth.

She licked and sucked and lightly brushed her tongue over his balls. When his cock began to swell in her mouth, she knew she’d awakened him, and her pulse gave a little jump of excitement. With his hard shaft still in her mouth, she glanced up at him and caught his smile. Every fiber of her being felt the new closeness between them. God, how she’d love to wake him up like this every morning just to see that sexy smile of his.

He moaned in appreciation and shifted beneath her. “You sure know how to wake a guy up,” he said in a smooth voice that curled her toes. Warm fingers touched her hair, moving it away from her face so he could watch his cock slide in and out of her mouth. She liked that he was watching. It made her feel so sexy and desirable.

“But I wanted to wake you up like that, Jaclyn.” She flicked her tongue over his slit, and he drew a sharp breath. “Not that I’m complaining, mind you,” he quickly added, prompting her to continue with a smile.

Jaclyn chuckled around a mouthful of cock, loving how crazed she made him.

Slyck pushed another strand of hair from her shoulders, and Jaclyn angled her body so he could better see his cock as he fucked her hot, hungry mouth.

“You are so sexy, Jaclyn.” The softness in his voice filled her with warmth.

She moaned and drew him in deeper. Her tongue flicked over his head, drinking in his precome.

She heard his throat work as he swallowed. “Do you like to suck cock, baby?”

Jaclyn closed her palm over his length and began stroking as she circled her velvety tongue over the tip of his cock. After easing his swollen dick from her mouth, she tipped her head, and wanting to be honest with him, she whispered, “Only yours, Slyck.” Deep inside her soul, she knew that after Slyck, she’d never enjoy such intimacies with any other man.

She watched his eyes soften as his hand touched her cheek. His loving touch made her heart swell. Her throat clenched with longing. Needing a distraction before she went to mush in his arms, she said, “I want you to come in my mouth. You promised I’d get to taste your cream.”

Slyck tossed his head back and grabbed a fistful of her hair as her words filled him with lust. “Baby, you’re killing me, here.”

Giving him no reprieve, she turned her full attention back to his pulsating dick and sank it to the back of her throat. Her aroused aroma filled the air. She couldn’t believe how much she loved the texture, taste, and scent of him. So much so that she could spend the rest of the day right where she was, licking and tasting his cock without a care in the world.

“Your mouth, baby.” His head rolled to the side. “Oh God, it’s so hot.”

He began pulsing in her mouth, and she picked up the tempo, desperate to taste his cream. When a violent shudder overtook him, she stilled her movements, positioned the head
of his cock at the opening of her mouth, and stuck out her tongue.

He gripped the back of her head and drew a shaky breath. “So sexy,” he whispered as his seed spurted onto her tongue.

Jaclyn moaned in bliss and drank in every last drop. After she swallowed and licked him clean, the strangest thing happened.

Her eyes widened. “Slyck,” she whispered with effort.

He smiled at her and pulled her to him. His voice dropped an octave. “Ride it out, kitten.”

Her breathing turned labored and her mouth went dry. Heat poured through her body and moistened her skin. Her vision went a little fuzzy around the edges, and her sex muscles clenched and pulsed. She could feel the rippling approach of a powerful orgasm. Good God, what the hell was happening to her? She gripped Slyck’s shoulders and concentrated on the glorious sensations.

“Oh. My. God,” she cried out as her nipples puckered and her body vibrated in heavenly bliss. She took her time riding out the orgasm, nurturing the release for as long as she could before she relaxed against Slyck.

Enclosed in the circle of his arms, she nestled in closer. “What the hell was that?” she asked after she managed to get her breathing back to normal.

“It doesn’t matter how I fill you, babe. You’re my mate and my come is meant to pleasure you, no matter how you take it into your body.”

She wiped her forehead with the back of her hand. “Well, that certainly makes me want to give you a blow job every day.”

He laughed. “That might be nature’s point.” He cupped her
chin and tipped her head until their eyes met. “A male never takes pleasure without pleasuring his mate in return. It is the way of the panther.”

With a strong compulsion to touch him, she ran her hands lightly over his chest. “Your kind is very different from my kind. Most men I know are more than happy to take without giving anything in return.” It suddenly occurred to her what she’d said: that she’d admitted to herself that he was different, that he wasn’t human.

“You are my kind, Jaclyn,” he reminded her. Slyck dropped a soft kiss on her forehead. That small, affectionate gesture tugged at her heartstrings. He climbed from the bed and her stomach churned with his physical retreat.