Page 66 of The Tenth Muse

“Come here,” I move quickly to lay down on the bed, tugging her pants down as I go. “I’ve got to have you. Now.”

Donella makes short work of pulling her heels the rest of the way out of her pants and I grab and pull her on top of me so she can sit on my face.

The scent waiting for me is heady, and I have to cup my arms around her legs and kiss her thighs to slow myself down.

“Hey,” I wait until Donella’s looking at me, “I’m really glad you came out of that cauldron.” True, but maybe not enough to describe everything I’m feeling right now. Donella squeezes my hands, smiling and waiting patiently for me to gather my thoughts.

“There’s nowhere else I’d rather be right now.”

I don’t wait for a response because I can see it in their eyes. Instead, I allow myself to finally,finallyreach my tongue out, as far down their cunt as I can go, and drag it softly right up the middle. I give a sucking kiss to their labia on the right, their thigh on the left, and alternate between licks and kisses so Donella doesn’t know what’s coming next until my own patience wears thin. That’s when I let loose and press my tongue up into their pussy.

I keep telling myself to slow down, but after the first taste of their wet heat, I am wolfish—not only for her cum but for every squeal and sigh they let out. Every move of their hips and grasp of their hands. I want Donella out of control. I’m out of control with how much I want them.

“Open your legs.”

I hear them, but the words don’t register until Donella says them again between gasps for breath. “Open your legs, muffin.”

I obey mindlessly, more focused on their core clenching around my tongue. But then something soft and warm is running up and down my pussy and I open my mouth wide over Donella’s clit while I get my mind right.

Fuck.

Donella applies just enough pressure with their tail, thrusting it in and out of me, that I’m quickly just as close as they are.

“Come with me.”

I can’t tell if it’s a plea or demand, but I nod as much as I can from my place below Donella and give them all I’ve got. I lick left and right in big swipes and just don’t stop moving. When I start to feel them jolt back, I pull my arms around their legs tighter and enjoy the shivering and gasping and all that is Donella coming so passionately above me.

It doesn’t take Donella long to recover and soon she’s backing up to sit on my chest, weaving her fingers through mine, and bringing both our hands above my head; her tail never leaving me.

“You like my tail on you?” She smiles down at me.

“I like your everything on me.” She scoots down more to kiss me.

“Good. But how about this?” Her tail leaves my body for a short moment and thenslap, she spanks my clit with her tail.

“Oh, do that, do that again.” Donella smiles big, and raises her body off me so she can kiss me more.

“Fuck!”

“Don’t stop!”

I’m yelling and breathing hard, pressing my neck up into her kisses. Donella moves her tail faster and faster, the slaps hitting harder on my clit. This time my orgasm builds quickly, and my legs are splayed open, my chest raised as I try to breathe through the onslaught.

I’m gasping for breath as I come down from that high, and I don’t resist Donella as they scoop up my jelly body and pull the covers up over us. We kiss and kiss again and it’s only me moving my hand through Donella’s hair to her horns that shakes a forgotten promise to the front of my brain.

“I didn’t get to brush your hair.”

“That’s okay muffin, go to sleep.” Donella shifts to lay on their back, bringing me with them.

I don’t move my head from their chest but I do point my finger at them to emphasize, “I’m brushing it tomorrow.”

Their voice is quiet but I can hear the excitement in it as they chuckle, “I’ll hold you to it.”

seven

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The next morning,I wake up warm, sated, and …

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