Page 33 of All for the Beast

V ran his nose down the valley of her cleavage, planting flutters of kisses along the way. Katy arched her back and neck, breathing even deeper the closer he got to her nipples.

“Taste me, V,” she crooned to him.

Though he enjoyed the way her body bent for him as he teased her, he wasn’t going to make her suffer. So he brought his hands to her breasts, dipped them below the silk of the bra, and cupped them in his hands to pop them out.

Katy gasped, and he kept the mounds in his hands, warm and heavy, as he marveled.

“Oh fuck,” he muttered.

V didn’t waste any more time. He dove in to suck on her erect nipples, and she cried out the second his wet mouth touched her skin. He massaged each of her magnificent orbs in his hands, making sure each got equal attention from his mouth. He pushed them together, squeezing gently, and suckled them both at the same time as Katy began to lose her mind.

Her pelvis writhed against him, and because his shifter senses were so strong, he could feel how potently hot and wet she was for him. Her body was the scorching center of a sun, and V wanted to swim within the depths of her desire more than anything.

He continued to suck on her breasts, her movement growing more ferocious as waves of pleasure surged through her being. He kept his mouth on her and slowly moved one hand to remove her leg that was wrapped around him, rubbing her thigh passionately. He then moved his hand between her legs and found her utterly soaking through her panties.

Katy cried out the second he slid his fingers under her panties, feeling her warm juices and pulsing clit. He rubbed at her need, and she responded to him the way an instrument responds to its player.

She spoke in an insanely sexy and sensual manner, moving her hips in tandem with his fingers as he focused on her clit.

“Oh yes, baby, that’s the spot, right there.”

Katy leaned back against the wall, her eyes rolling as V kissed the beautiful arc of her neck. Her breathing ramped up as she bucked against him, losing herself in the moment just as V was losing himself within her rapture.

She was a vision with her breasts popped out of her bra, moaning and writhing against him with ultimate trust and vulnerability. V wished that he could take a photograph in his mind and keep it in his heart forever.

When her breath hitched in her throat, he swiped his hand from between her legs, then shot down to his knees. They smacked against the hardwood floors, but V didn’t care. He ripped her skirt down along with her underwear, then tossed them aside.

He spread Katy’s legs against the wall, and she parted for him happily. He then stuck out his long tongue and slid it slowly from the bottom of her folds all the way to strike the heated button of her clit.

Katy’s legs trembled, and she clung to the wall for stability as gratification moved through her.

Her pussy tasted just as good as her lips. It had a sweet tang that he wanted to etch onto his tongue permanently, the experience as much of a thrill for him as it seemed to be for her. V had gone down on a few women in his lifetime, but none of them had been as fun to please as Katy.

He moved his tongue up and down, clockwise, counterclockwise, sucked, slapped, and rubbed until he found the precise pattern to make her symphony sing.

“Oh yes, V! Right there, yes!”

She bellowed relentlessly as she pushed herself against his face. V wrapped his lips around her clit, then glided two fingers inside her tight pussy. She shuddered and gasped as he thrust in synchronicity while increasing the suction.

V loved being on his knees, at the feet, and between the legs of his queen. He desired nothing more than to worship every part of her, not just the physical element but the heart, the soul, and every wonderful corner that made Katy who she was.

He wanted to bring her to climax, again and again, until her body became one with the universe, and he wiped her memory of every terrible feeling she’d ever endured.

He used this drive to thrust harder into her as she pushed against him, her breasts bouncing with the energy, and she began to fly into the ether. V felt the walls of her pussy seize as he rolled his tongue around her clit, the wet sounds of his fingers inside her gloriously vulgar.

Katy pleaded for him, and he gave her exactly what she wanted. He pumped his fingers into her pussy as he brought her into a thunderous orgasm, her body smacking up against the wall and shoving into his face. He continued on as her entire body tensed, then released itself, her breath panting with a sultry satisfaction.

“Oh my God …”

She had pulled his head away from her pelvis, and he slowly slid his fingers out of her pussy. She groaned as he licked them, tasting her sweet-salty flavor happily.

“V,” she panted at him. “Oh, V, I feel drunk.”

He was beyond satisfied. He kissed the inside of her thighs, then moved to her cute feet, kissing them like a servant kisses the feet of his king. She chuckled softly, then moved his hands up to her waist, resting them against her hips

“I want to make you feel more drunk, my sweet,” he murmured, still on his knees. “You deserve to feel good and relaxed.”

Her eyes swam with post-orgasmic bliss, running her hands through his hair and letting them settle there. Her look was not only one of satisfaction but of astonishment. V had a feeling that no one had treated her that way in a long time, if ever.

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