Page 19 of Red

He lays me on my back, horizontally in the middle of the mattress while he crouches on hishunches on the floor by the bed. He removes the towel from my body, pulling my butt to the very edge, and spreads my legs for his shoulders as his vision fixates on what’s in front of him.

“Mmmm…” He seems pleased. “Mine.”

I can’t argue with him, not right now when I’m so wet and open for him.

Keeping me locked under his firm grip right above the backs of my knees, his long, soft, pink tongue starts wandering along my skin on the inner thigh, leaving a wet path. Teasing me, he never gets to my center before moving onto the other leg and repeating the entire slow process.

As he groans, he sinks his teeth deep into my flesh, but I feel no pain even while I watch it happen. He then licks the spot, and after I blink, his bite mark is already gone.

Does he have magic?

I’m unsure what is even real anymore. He’s so surreal, I’m light-headed.

I moan loudly when I finally feel his tongue on my pussy lips. He trails it up my slit and then circles my clit, being very deliberate with each move.

“Is this what you need?”

“Yes!” I cry out as my hands fly to his head, and I rake my fingers through his hair. I mean,his fur… um, his mane?

He’s not a lion!

But it’s thicker around his nape.

It doesn’t fucking matter right now!

I squeeze my fists around his FUR. A deep, low sound escapes the back of his throat. It’s like a cross between a growl and a purr. I can feel its vibrations all over my nerves and it’s the most wonderful sensation I’ve ever experienced.

I guess I won’t be needing that vibrator after all.

He starts lapping at me relentlessly, getting me all sensitive, quivering, and verbal. But just when I’m about to reach the peak, he stops.

While I focus my vision on him, I let out a huff of frustration.

He, on the other hand, looks entertained as his eyes glow brighter gold. “Surely, you with your smart mouth couldn’t have thought I’d let you come?” Noticing how I pout while trying to murder him with my angry stare alone, he jeers at me further, “Aw, you have? My poor baby!” He hovers above my face and whispers into my ear, “Who’s desperate now?”

What an asshole.

So it’s just a male thing then, no matter what species.

“Oh, Alex, please!” I’m onepatheticmonster whore.

He reaches for something on the floor. And that something turns out to be my new purchase as he puts it in my hand, grinning ominously.

“Here, why don’t you use yourperfectly finetoy.”

“You’re such a dick.” Normally, this level of cockiness would be a huge turn off for me. But nothing about him is normal.

And he’sinfuriatinglysexy.

“Why, yes.”

I fling it at him with violence—again—and he roars in laughter, standing up.

“So demanding,” he mocks as he grabs my hips firmly, lifting me upside down to his snout.

Holy shit.

With a loud squeak, I hook my legs over his shoulders for support. And once again, he starts eating me out, bringing me back to the edge in no time. His jaws open against my mound as he sinks his tongue deep into me.

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