Page 31 of All for the Beast

They arrived at a place with a long line, but Vharlk merely guided them to the front and gave the bouncers a quick stiff nod. The entire time, he held on tightly to her hand, pulling her into the dark building that pulsed with life and the joy of music and fun. She felt like a queen being led by her king, shown to the most secretive and intimate corners. As they arrived at the bar, she bit her lip, and V pulled her hand to rest on his waist.

For a moment, he said nothing, merely gazing down at her with a knowing smolder. Red and purple light blazed over his sharp features as they both, once again, became lost in each other's pools of wonder.

Eventually, Vharlk smiled and motioned toward the bartender.

“The usual, darling?” he asked her.

Katy nodded, leaving her hand to linger on his waist, then moved to his back.

The atmosphere of the club was similar to that of the clubs she had explored in her younger years, as well as the ones that were built into many of the oceanliners she had become accustomed to working on. The main exception was the size of the clientele, as well as the style of music, which seemed to alternate between thick drumbeats and 90’s dance repetitions. It certainly helped Katy get a feeling of what kind of theme the patrons on the cruise liner would enjoy.

V handed Katy her drink, and they both looked out onto the dance floor. It was filled with people of various sizes and shapes, likely varying in the shifter and human statuses. There was something harmonious about it all to Katy like if the rest of the world could simply try to get along the way strangers did on the dance floor, all wars would cease.

When Katy looked up at V, her body seized with wonder. It was a pleasant ache, a yearning for his touch, a curiosity that overrode her sense of professionalism. It was far too late to turn back, so she shot back the rest of her drink and slammed the glass on the bar.

She then took V by the collar of his shirt and pulled his face down to her level. He leaned into her easily as she purred into his ear, using her best sultry and sexy voice.

“I think I need to feel what it’s like out there, too,” she said. “What it’s like out there with you.”

V smirked, then turned to her. It was the closest their lips had come to nearly brushing against one another since they had met. Katy felt the tingle move like an eel all the way down her back and settle in her loins.

“If that is what my beauty wants,” he whispered.

In any other context, or perhaps even a few weeks earlier, Katy would have been put off by being called a beauty by some stranger. But standing there in the dim of the club lights, being called his made her feel as robust as a goddess. The idea of being his sent a surge of wonder through her body and soul.

It would be a gift to get anything close to that.

“It’s what I want,” she murmured back.

V didn’t hesitate, taking her hand again and pulling her with great vigor into the center of the room. Katy may have been self-conscious with anyone else, but she felt capable of anything with V.

Once they stood before each other, all of the previous boundaries and lines which had been drawn in the sand disappeared into the blaring hum of the music. Katy wrapped her hands around V’s, pulling him down to her level while he took her hips in his hands. She let out a low groan as they both swayed back and forth, their bodies connected as one and rhythmically exulting a flawless flow.

Katy didn’t think she was drunk from the booze, but she was certainly intoxicated by V. He leaned his forehead against hers as she began to move her hips side to side, steadily growing more and more sensual. Her center was flamed with desire, encouraged to go on, to dance for him the way a bird of prey performs for a potential mate.

She ran her hands from his neck down his arms, every bump of muscle a glorious valley, then spun so he could feel her pressed against him. She slithered her body up and down his, feeling ridiculously sexy, becoming more confident as the song progressed to its shattering crescendo.

She ran her hands through his hair, which was soft and luscious, while he slid his hands around the front of her hips, pressed them against her pelvis, and moved with her.

Katy had never been so seduced in her entire life. Everything she ever worried about disappeared into the ether of the beautiful night, in the arms of the beautiful man swaying with her.

The wet tip of his lips brushed against her ear as he whispered to her, sending electric shocks up and down her body.

“You are so damn gorgeous,” he crooned. “I want you so bad, Katy.”

Katy pushed her ass harder into him, feeling his cock bulge, and groaned aloud. It felt large from behind, and she could only imagine how delicious it would feel when it was inside her.

She spun around again, pulling his face down to her. They pressed their foreheads against one another once more, and when their eyes met, she couldn’t wait to taste him any longer.

“I want you,” she growled.

Katy yanked his head down, their lips making their first contact. Fireworks exploded inside both of their bodies as they released a simultaneous moan of relief, the desire to melt into one single being too strong to resist. V held her face in his hands, running them through her hair and then down her body until they found her plump behind. He then pushed her hips forward into his cock as they made out on the dance floor, their bodies ever-moving to the constant change and flow of the beat.

She opened her mouth to him, feeling free and wonderful as their tongues swirled, their flavors blending flawlessly. Katy felt V’s strong hand dip behind her thigh, then lifted it to wrap around one side of his waist. It was a titillating sensation to feel him becoming so intense, to release that wild beast she had heard about for so long. The passion was revving up, and she wanted to finalize it before the spark began to dim.

But she also knew that it never would.

When they pulled away for a brief moment, both of them panting desperately, she told him exactly what she wanted.

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