Page 34 of Let Us Prey

Delores

I didn’t planthis when I got home tonight, but fuck if it doesn’t feel good.

All day smoke show men have surrounded me, giving me smoldering looks and rough, raspy orders. I’m not experienced enough to know if my bunny or I have kinks, but I don’t have to think twice about enjoying their praise. Given the grumpy librarian and shy cheetah also float my boat, so maybe I’m somewhere in the middle? Times like this are when I wish I’d paid more attention to all the shit my ex-friends were looking up on their unfettered internet searches. I’m not sure I know all the terminology, much less what the rules are.

Letting out a groan of relief as I flick my clit, I imagine the last two participants in my mental orgy. Chess is worshiping Fitz, both of them watching as my sexy French growling gargoyle licks me and the enormous dragon holds me in place. Felix is directing the show with his arms crossed over his chest and a hungry grin on his face as he strokes himself. The scene is way beyond my skill level, but it’s making my pussy throb with need.

Good thing I believe Hera helps those who helpthemselves.

I withdraw my hand from my thong, pushing it down so I can use my feet to kick it away. Next, I wiggle out of the bra, tossing it as well, and then I crawl over to the edge of the bed. I look around as if someone’s going to see me, and dangle my head and arms over the side of the bed to pop the latch. This hidden under bed compartment is probably a remnant of history like everything else in this dusty palace, but if you don’t know it’s here, it’s perfect for shit you don’t want found. Pondering for a moment as I wiggle my hips, I finally select the dual vibe with the sucking motion.

It matches my fantasy, after all.

I consider the lube, but honestly, I don’t need it at this point. My underwear has been a lost cause most of the evening because Mr. Scalypants kept peering over my shoulder while I worked. His hot breath and intensity being that close made my nipples hard enough to cut glass. I could barely conceal it when I left, though I feel like he knew. Otherwise, why the hell was he hovering so fucking close?

Pressing the button to start it, I feel my core clench in anticipation and I sigh the names of the last two professors haunting my dreams when I slide it inside of me.

“Oh, hell no!”

My eyes pop open and I drop the toy, leaving it hanging half out of me as I roll to see who in Hecate’s name caught me masturbating. I’m not ashamed; it’s totally natural and I’m a teenager, but it’s not normal to fucking spy on someone while they take care of their needs. In fact, yelling at me makes the violation worse.

I open my mouth to scream for help when Fitz comes into view, looking very much like that proverbial cat. He seems to think I’m his canary because I swear to Freya, he’s licking his goddamned chops like he’s about to devour something.

Or someone. If I’m lucky.

“Fitz, this is unacceptable!” I shout as I grab a pillow. I forget about the semi-lodged vibrator, and it hits a sensitive spot, making me clench my teeth so I don’t moan. “You can’t hide in my closet while I… relieve my tension.”

His grin only widens, and he shrugs as if this is the most normal thing on earth. “Baby Girl, I was going to pop out and scare you, but when you moaned people’s names… How’s a man supposed to make smart choices then?”

Scowling at him, I cross my arms over my chest and he pouts when it hides my breasts. “You should have come out when I first came in the room, you creeper. Boundaries are important.”

Gold flashes in his eyes, and I see the tiger beneath his skin prowling. Fitz places his hands on either side of my legs, using powerful forearms to hold himself up as he crawls onto the bed to hover over me. “They are, baby girl, but I don’t want boundaries with you. For the first time since finding Chessie, I want to storm your gates and kidnap you so only we can have you.”

I frown, tilting my head at him. That’s very serious and I’m not sure I know exactly what I want yet. He can’t just lay claim to me like some feudal lord. “Fitz, I don’t know if I’m ready to settle down yet. I just got away from a long-term thing that wasn’t good and even if you mean you and Chess…”

That makes him laugh, and he dips his head to lick my nose. “Don’t be silly. They’d all be furious if Chess and I hogged you to ourselves. You, baby girl, are going to be the center of our… Well, I don’t know what those other assholes call it, but for tigers, it’s an ambush. Just wait and see.”

My mouth opens to argue, and he places a finger against my lips. Shaking his head, Fitz reaches down and tugs the buzzing vibrator out, making me gasp. The low hum touching me while we talked made everything tingle and my clit throbs at the loss. He winks, slipping a hand between us until he gets to my belly button.

“Now, baby girl, I’m going to give you a little preview since I took away your release. But then you’re going to curl up with me like a good girl and let me stay until I know you’re fast asleep. Understand?”

Clearly, I don’t have a choice in the matter and that makes it easy to nod.

Looking satisfied, Fitz moves down my body, spreading my thighs and burying his face in my pussy before I can blink. A ragged gasp escapes my lips and my hips buck as he suckles my aching clit, then slips two fingers inside of me. I clutch the linens under me as his fingers slide in and out and he flicks the tip of his rough tongue over the sensitive nerves.

He’s not playing around.

His other fingers slip through the moisture between my legs and when his pinky presses at the other entrance, I tense up. I haven’t done that, though I have toys made to try it. I figured it would give Todd another new experience and now I’m mad at myself. Fitz looks up at me with a wicked grin as he presses the wet tip of his fingers against the hole.

“Relax, baby. It’s only one little finger. Just wait till I put my cock here. Unclench for me and let me teach you.”

Ooooh, that did it for me. Fuuuuuck.

I spread my legs more, and he goes back to alternating between slow licks and drawing designs around my tight bud with his agile tongue. Within a moment, he’s got his pinky worked inside of me, and I moan at the sensation. Rocking into his face and hand, I pant as his speed increases and the pinnacle I’ve never reached with a real person comes rushing at me.

When my orgasm crests, I squeeze him with everything, my body holding on as shudders ripple through me in the best possible way. It takes a moment for me to come back to reality and I squeak when I realize I have his head crushed between my thighs.

“Oh, Fitz! I’m sorry!” This time I blush, feeling like a complete idiot who almost smothered her new lover.

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