Page 9 of Mounted By Her Weretiger Mate

“And I am sort of your responsibility now,” I added, a smile touching at the corners of my mouth. “And, despite how fucked up this all is, I’m actually really grateful that you saved my life.”

“You are?” he asked, surprise painted across his gorgeous face.

“Well, yeah!” I said with a little laugh. “I mean, I’d rather be alive and have to deal with a monthly trip to the woods than be dead at the bottom of a cliff, wrapped up in the mangled remains of my car. So, yeah, I’m really grateful.”

As I watched him smile, it felt like that sun had come out just to shine down on the two of us. My heart fluttered and I suddenly I began to appreciate just how good looking he was.

“And,” I began, biting down on my lip, “I wouldn’t be opposed to showing you my appreciation.”

“What do you mean?” he asked, but I was already slipping out from beneath the covers and kneeling at the edge of the bed in front of him.

“You seem like a smart guy, Mr. Paramedic,” I said, grinning as my hands slid over his thighs, feeling the toned muscles bulging beneath his jeans. “You can probably figure it out.”

I could hear him give an audible gulp as my fingers worked at his fly, pulling down his zipper as I looked up into his eyes. He looked so nervous, but as I slid my hand over the soft mound that hid beneath his boxers, I heard him moan approvingly.

I worked his jeans off of his hips until they pooled around his feet, slowly working his flaccid dick until it began to stir from its hibernation. I couldn’t help but smile as his legs spread to allow me better access.

“Ashley,” he whispered softly, his hips shifting as his cock grew, straining against the fabric that held it at bay. “I… you don’t have to do this.”

“I want to,” I said, smiling up at him as I teased at his head, my nails trailing over the fabric where it bulged so perfectly. “You deserve a proper thank you for saving my life.”

Maybe pre-werebear me wouldn’t have done this. But now that I knew I was different, I felt different, too. I felt vital, strong, and even horny. I wasn’t sure where that last part was coming from, exactly, but bears went into heat. Maybe I did now, too.

I brushed my lips over his swollen shaft, kissing along its length to the sound of Cade’s gasps and moans. My free hand cupped his heavy balls, and I wondered how long it had been since a woman had touched them. He was so big, but even as I toyed with him through his underwear, I got the feeling that once unleashed from its prison, Cade’s dick would truly show its full length.

Eagerly I slid my fingers beneath the e

lastic waistband of his boxers, pulling them down as I had his pants, slowly revealing the full glory of the werebear’s massive member.

He wasn’t just long. He was thick, as well, packing a meaty rod that pulsed in time with his heartbeat. I bit my lip, wondering if I’d be able to handle the sheer girth of him with my mouth—but I was definitely willing to try.

I slid my tongue up from the base of his cock, tasting the delicious saltiness of his skin. I breathed in the powerful scent of his musk, my heart quickening as it whispered to something deep and primal inside of me. I felt myself begin to slicken between my thighs, my pussy eager to get a taste of what my mouth was about to enjoy. That would be for another time, though.

I wrapped my lips around Cade’s throbbing tip and began sucking him into my mouth. I was no amateur at giving head, but it had been a while since my last boyfriend, and none of the men before Cade had ever been so monstrously endowed.

I slurped inch after inch between my lips, bobbing my head up and down until I could feel him sliding against the back of my throat. I’d never had a problem taking men deeper than other women could, and they seemed to always leave the happier for it, and I was determined to make Cade a very happy man that night.

The more I sucked on him, the more I realize how much I loved the taste of him in my mouth, loved the way his dick felt against my tongue. I slid in all the way in, holding my breath before letting out a long, low moan right around his tip.

The way he growled sent shivers through my body, electricity crackling up from the warm slickness that had begun to drip down my thighs. I’d never been so turned on in my life, and all I could think of was his warm seed gushing into my mouth.

“That’s it,” I whispered catching my breath as I jerked his dick with my hand. “Just relax and let me do all the work.”

I watched as he leaned back on his elbows on the bed, watching me as I stroked him nice and hard, popping his tip between my lips and sucking him like a lollipop.

“I bet you don’t get this kind of a thank you when you save other women from their cars, do you?”

He let out a shuddering moan, his eyes closed as he shook his head. I felt satisfied that no one had ever done something like this for him, had never thanked him in the most intimate way possible.

As I stroked his dick, I began to feel that thick shaft swell, the pulse that made him throb quickening, signaling that he was almost ready. I smiled and wrapped his tip up in my lips again and bobbed up and down once more, my hand working his base as I lapped and sucked on his throbbing, purple tip.

“Oh, God! I’m gonna cum!”

Cade gasped and let out a deep, rumbling growl as his hips bucked. It took everything I had to keep my mouth around his cock as I felt the first hot burst of cum gushing up between my lips. I let out a moan as I felt another rope of his hot seed splash against my tongue.

I lapped on his tip, tasting each expulsion of his essence coating my tongue. I eagerly slid him deep into my throat, delighting in the warm sensation of his cum gushing down it as I made him squirm out of control.

My mouth slid from around his pulsating cock, still eagerly hoarding a mouthful of his seed. I gave him a grin as I looked him in the eye before swallowing his essence right in front of him.

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