The Beast's Desire 1-3 (Paranormal Romance, Beast Lust Series) (5 page)

After returning his free hand to her pussy once again, he began to lower his head between her legs. Chloe closed her eyes, anticipating his next move, but was disappointed when he remained still.

It wasn’t until she opened her eyes to see the reason he had stopped, did the Bigfoot move again. Evidently, he wanted her to keep her eyes open and focused on him.

He blew a quick puff of air onto her drenched folds and sniffed her sex deeply several times, scenting her arousal for him. The feel of his hot breath on the lips of her pussy made her writhe, her throbbing sex anxious for his touch.

Had she been paying attention to her surroundings and not so distracted by the beast between her legs, she would have heard a loud rustling coming from behind the ape-man. She felt movement between her legs as the Bigfoot spun his body around and was confused when the beast literally straddled her hips.

Chloe was now looking at the ape-man’s back; his chest facing the direction of her feet. Instead of burying her under his immense weight, he held himself in a readied crouch, his torso slightly above her stomach.

One hand was settled on the ground between her legs, helping to balance the huge beast. The other hand was spread protectively over her sex; the Bigfoot’s palm resting lightly on her pelvic bone while his fingers splayed like a prison gate in front of her gaping pussy.

The Bigfoot’s hair stood on end as he barked and chuffed a warning to a rapidly approaching though unseen figure. Chloe’s fear spiked and she nearly screamed as an oversized, two-hundred pound black panther casually jogged into the clearing.

Shit, shit, shit!
her panicked mind yelled frantically. First, she meets up with Bigfoot and now a freakishly enormous big cat wanders in.
What other types of abnormal creatures live in this forest?!
she sarcastically mused.

With wide eyes she peeked around the body of the creature between her legs, praying with all of her being that the ape-man would protect her if necessary. She swallowed a whimper and knew that all she could do was to wait until the big cat attacked or left.

The big cat stopped a mere twenty feet from the couple and sat down on its haunches, staring at them intently. It sniffed the air and opened its mouth, trying to taste the scent of the ape-man and Chloe.

The Bigfoot was hardly pleased at the intrusion and a deep, menacing growl left his lips, a clear warning to the panther that it had gotten close enough. Even under the ape-man’s thick hair, Chloe could see how tense the creature’s muscles appeared, ready to defend her…she hoped.

Think, Chloe, you are a biologist after all!
she thought anxiously.
There has to be a way to diffuse the situation.

She needed to show the panther that she was not some kind of “prize” to be won – or a tasty meal, for that matter. How could she demonstrate to the feline that she already belonged to the Bigfoot and was, in essence, his mate? Surely the big cat would lose interest if she and the ape-man appeared united…right?

Animals were masters at conveying their emotions through body language both subtly and aggressively – she’d already witnessed the two examples of communication in the last few minutes, for crying out loud! She needed a quiet, gentle display that didn’t threaten the big cat…something that would show her complete disinterest in it, as well as state loudly and clearly that her sole attention was for the Bigfoot.

The only solution she could think of was a long shot, but at this point, she was willing to give it a try. The tension rolling off the Bigfoot was palpable, and Chloe was well aware she needed to act quickly, but not
too
quickly. She slowly worked her hands around the ape-man’s powerfully built torso, hugging him closely against her breasts.

She leaned to the side of the ape-man and gazed up at him, making sure to keep her eyes focused
only
on him, not sparing a glance at the panther. She inched her way down his abdomen and grasped his cock gently, which had deflated at bit, naturally. The Bigfoot’s eyes remained locked on the big cat, as she expected; however, in response to her touch, he pressed his fingers deeper into Chloe’s pussy causing her breathing to catch in surprise.

Cocking its head to the side as though weighing whether it should trouble itself with the couple, the big cat blinked slowly and licked its muzzle with its large, pink tongue.

What began as a deep rumble came out as a fierce, venomous growl of possession from the Bigfoot. The huge feline responded by yawning widely, unmistakably indicating it was now quite bored with the situation. Without a sound, the panther stood on all fours and jogged away into the night, leaving the couple alone once more.

Watching the big cat until he disappeared down the path, the Bigfoot finally relaxed and turned toward Chloe once again. Without hesitation, he pushed her onto her back and pawed at her breast, his previously flaccid cock already lengthening.

Surprised at the speed of the beast’s arousal, she gasped when he squeezed her breast and pinched her nipple hard. His scent, thick in the air once again, made her dizzy with arousal and her reaction was immediate as her desire reignited instantly at his touch.

As though in a hurry to complete their already interrupted coupling, he unceremoniously shoved his fingers into her pussy as he bent to scent her once again, shoving his face between her legs.

Chloe threw her head back in pleasure, gasping and moaning as the ape-man thrust his fingers in and out of her sex. Her honey drenched his long digits and she screamed when he began to lave the lips of her pussy with his hot tongue.

With his free hand, he used his fingers to spread the lips of her sex wide, exposing her sensitive bud to him. He tasted her over and over again, lapping at her from his thrusting fingers to her clit, quickly driving her to the edge of orgasm.

She raised herself up on her elbows to watch his thick tongue master her pussy, the sight incredibly erotic. She could see his pink tongue glide up and down, up and down over the folds of her sex, causing her stomach to flutter with excitement.

God, his tongue feels incredible!
Chloe marveled, as she was tasted and stroked incessantly. Certainly no man had ever made her feel this amazing! She began to pant, her breath hitching every time his talented tongue grazed her clit.

Her hips seemed to have a mind of their own as they began to rock up and down, her pelvis undulating each time the Bigfoot stroked her sensitive nub. She felt her face flush as a warm tickle began in her abdomen and spread over her stomach, signaling her nearing orgasm.

Bigfoot kept his face buried in her pussy, but locked eyes with hers, watching her reaction to his tongue and his thrusting fingers.

Her climax was sudden and all-consuming; she threw her head back and screamed, her honey gushing from within her, coating the beast’s tongue, face and fingers.

She thrust her pelvis up and remained frozen, putting all of her weight on her elbows and heels.  In the next moment, she was bucking wildly against the Bigfoot’s pumping fingers and his flicking tongue.

The Bigfoot growled deeply, savoring the taste of the sudden surge of fluids from Chloe, but he wanted more. After removing his fingers from within her, he locked his hands on her hips, forcing her to remain still.

He lowered his lips to her opening and thrust his tongue into her convulsing pussy, her pleasure ratcheting even higher at the invasion. Her head thrashed back and forth at the pleasure of the slippery, wiggling tongue, nearly making her black out from the intensity. 

Even when the delectable stimulation bordered on too much, he ignored her feeble attempts to close her legs and lapped every last drop of juice from her throbbing sex.

With each inward thrust of his tongue, pulse after pulse of electricity flowed through her body until she finally went limp. Her reactions were involuntary as her muscles spasmed every few seconds when the beast rubbed his face against her drenched folds, marking his face with her remaining wetness.

After covering his entire face with her honey, he abruptly moved to crouch next to her head. Unwilling or unable to fight him due to her weakened, orgasm-wracked body, she complied as he raised her hands above her head and pinned them firmly.

Rapidly comprehending her predicament, Chloe pulled against the ape-man’s grip and realized she couldn’t escape, even if she wanted to. Instead of being afraid, the feeling of being trapped excited her as a new element of danger was introduced.

The beast lifted her head off of the rock and wound his left hand in her long blond hair. After securing his grip, he turned her head to the side, directing her lips toward his cock. Had she not opened her mouth, he would have hit her in the face with his erect shaft.

The ape-man’s cock drove into Chloe’s mouth, her jaw extending as far as possible to accommodate the thickness of his girth. She barely had time to savor his sweet, salty flavor before he quickly found a pounding rhythm.

She moved her body into a fetal position, wrapping herself around the beast’s powerfully crouched legs. She snuggled closely to him so she could better position her arms to relieve the tension in her neck as she sucked on the Bigfoot’s cock.

No sooner had she settled herself, than she felt a light tickling on her ankles as another pair of hands straightened her legs. Her limbs were spread apart widely and held open, exposing her gaping, juice-soaked pussy. She tried to glance down her body to see who or what had touched her, but her head was being held like a vice.

The scent of musky pheromones increased ten-fold, the effect making her nearly drunk with desire. It took a moment for the biologist in her to realize that the intensity of the pheromones released could only mean that another ape-creature had joined in, but she was immediately beyond the point of caring.

Her mind was so flooded with the beasts’ scent; the only thing on her mind was to suck the cock hammering into her mouth, to fuck and to be fucked. It was almost too much for Chloe’s human mind and she felt as though her sanity was slowly slipping away.

Without warning, the beast at her head moved to straddle her neck with his legs, turning her head as he moved. Amazingly, he never lost his rhythm, all the while driving his cock in and out of her mouth.

He carefully positioned himself so he hovered just above her throat and gently pulled her head forward to give him a better angle to drive his erection into her mouth. He let go of her wrists and she used the moment to grip the shaft of his cock, timing his thrusts into her mouth with the pressure of her pumping hand.

Chloe felt fingers caressing the lips of her sex and her body instinctively bucked upward in attempt to gain contact with her engorged clit. The long digits caressed her inner folds and circled around her sensitive nub, never pushing inside nor directly touching her clit.

The beast’s large cock stifled her frustrated cry, the pleasurable vibration causing him to plunge even deeper into her mouth. She yelled her anger at being denied pleasure, but the sound only came out muffled, making her even more upset.

She
needed
to find release, not to be teased over and over again. Her mind began to race as she frantically scrambled to think of ways to get the being between her legs to fuck her
now!

Noticeably excited by the added friction of her hand on his erection, the beast at her head shoved her mouth onto his cock at a frenzied pace. He drove himself into her throat deeper and harder, causing her to gag on his length.

She tried to bite down on his shaft, hoping to slow him down with a little pain, but the creature seemed to like this new tactic even more, grunting his pleasure with each thrust of his hips.

The cock in her mouth began to pulse and within seconds, the ape-man barked his orgasm once then came into her mouth. The sheer force of his first burst of seed shot into the back of her mouth and she nearly gagged before it overflowed from her lips. Her head was suddenly released and she sputtered and spit the remaining semen from her mouth, unable to swallow it all.

Unwinding his other hand from her hair, he pumped himself furiously and aimed his cock onto her breasts. Long jets of thick, white semen streaked across her breasts, its abundance shocking Chloe. The expression on the Bigfoot’s face would have terrified her had she not known he was experiencing pleasure; his long, sharp canines flashed and his jaw opened and closed rapidly.

Finally sated, the ape-man panted heavily, his chest heaving from his body’s exertion. He removed his legs from either side of her head before collapsing in a heap. The upper half of the Bigfoot’s body rested horizontally, just below her breasts while his knees rested against her underarm. The bulk of his body blocked the view of anything beyond her stomach; therefore, she was still unable to see the being between her legs. To avoid crushing her, the ape-man kept his weight off of her ribs by leaning on his elbow and snuggling his hips against her ribs.

His other hand slowly traced across her breasts as he followed the lines of his seed, gathering the wetness onto his fingers. He raised his cum-covered digits to Chloe’s lips and she willingly opened her mouth to clean every drop of the sweet seed from his fingers. The process continued leisurely until her breasts were clean and soft.

The pheromones were momentarily reduced now that the Bigfoot had found release, and she had a moment to consider the beast’s behavior; he was not acting the way she would have expected a wild ape-man or gorilla hybrid to act. His mannerisms were, in many ways, almost human.