Though Stacy questioned him, KJ refused to tell her anything else about the night he had chased Wayne out of her house, instead, distracting her with a kiss or a hand running up the inside of her thigh to cup her mound.
Sex between them grew even hotter as they learned each other’s triggers and erogenous zones. KJ also began playing with her ass. He used his fingers and several progressively larger butt plugs to stretch her in preparation for the night he said he would claim her in every way possible.
Two days before they were to leave for their beach weekend with the girls, Stacy came home from a dinner meeting to find the lights out and candles flickering in the living room while the New Age music they both found relaxing played on the whole house stereo system.
Leaving her shoes at the door, she dropped her briefcase on the kitchen counter before padding into the living room. “KJ?”
“Welcome home, mate,” KJ answered as he stepped into the living room from the bedroom. He wore only a pair of loose-fitting boxers and spoke in the deep, sexy voice that got Stacy’s engine revving every time he used it. “How was your day?”
Stacy smiled as her pussy clenched and her nipples beaded instantly in response. “It was a very good day. How was yours?”
“I talked to the chief, and he’s moving me to day shift starting when we get back from our trip,” KJ began to walk toward her, his stride just as graceful and sexy in human form as it was when he was in his cougar form.
“Wonderful,” Stacy said as she walked forward to meet KJ in the middle of the room.
“I decided we need to celebrate,” he said as he took her in his arms and began to dance her around the room to the music.
“Celebrate what?” she asked, sliding her hand around the back of his neck. She had learned early on that stroking him there, in either his human or cougar form, would get him purring in no time.
And tonight was no different.
She dragged her fingertips across the base of his neck twice before he was canting his hips forward and pressing his fully erect cock into her lower belly.
“Life, love, our one month anniversary,” he said.
He turned his head and breathed openmouthed against the side of her neck. Stacy’s body reacted as it always did, weakening and causing her to lean more heavily against him as her pussy juices overflowed and her need spiraled higher. She had been so turned on just walking in the room that it would not take much more to send her flying.
“And how do you plan to celebrate all these wonderful things?” she asked, dropping her head to the side as KJ licked his way up to blow in her ear, sending more shivers through her.
“I’m going to claim my mate in every way,” he whispered before taking her earlobe between his lips and suckling gently.
At the same time, his hands stroked down her back to her ass cheeks. He massaged the flesh while working her knee-length skirt up her body until it was out of the way and his hands were cupping and pressing into bare skin.
Stacy could not answer except to breathe a, “Hmmm.”
As they danced closer to the bedroom door, KJ lifted his head and looked down at her. “You okay?”
Stacy had to swallow while she tried to find enough working brain cells to say, “I need you. So bad.”
“You’ve got me, baby girl. For the rest of our lives and beyond.”
With that promise, they danced their way into the bedroom. After he helped strip off her blouse and bra, he played with her breasts, cupping and stroking them before bending forward and taking one nipple in his mouth. He suckled at it for a few seconds before turning to the other. At the same time, his hands were busy on the fastening of her skirt. Once he pushed it to the floor, they moved to the bed.
“Hands and knees, baby girl.”
As Stacy crawled onto the bed, she watched as KJ retrieved the largest plug and a bottle of lube from the nightstand before joining her on the mattress. He placed a kiss on each ass cheek before spreading them and licking from her clit all the way to her rosette and then up to the top of her centerline.
“So beautiful you are, my mate,” he murmured as he dripped lube on his fingers and then spread it over her back hole.
“Relax and breathe,” he said as he slipped a finger into her back passage.
Dropping her head, Stacy moaned at the intrusion. Then began to pant as a second finger joined it a moment later. By the time KJ added a third, her arousal had grown to the point she would have begged for release, if she could speak.
“Push back,” he ordered gently as he pulled his fingers.
Only able to obey his commands, Stacy did as ordered, making her own animal sounds as he slowly worked the plug into her ass. When it was seated in place, he kissed his way up her spine until he was crouched over her.
“Still okay?” he asked as he brushed his lips over the back of her neck.
“Mmmm,” she breathed as she moved her head in an affirmative motion and hoped he understood.
“Good girl.”
He licked over the back of her neck as the head of his cock brushed between puffy pussy lips and over her clit. Stacy arched her back, needing more. That shift moved the plug in her ass, and she moaned again with her need.
“Please,” she begged as her arms gave out and she ended up resting on her shoulders with her arms splayed out to the side.
KJ chuckled, but it sounded strained just before he pushed his cock into her pussy just far enough to tease. “Is this what you need?”
“Yes,” Stacy growled. “Fuck. Me.”
KJ did not answer verbally, but he growled as his cock slid all the way home. She gasped at the fullness of having both him and the plug filling her. Then he began to slowly move in and out. She began to rock back and forth with him as her orgasm gathered within her like a powerful threatening summer storm. With every stroke it grew closer and closer, threatening to break over her at any moment.
“Harder,” she panted, needing more than the slow, easy rhythm he was holding her to. “Faster.”
Her words unleashed something with KJ, and he took her at her word. He began moving in and out with faster, more powerful strokes.
In less than a minute, Stacy cried out as her orgasm broke over, in, and through her. Her muscles convulsed as her pussy tightened around the shaft still pistoning in and out. That squeezing set KJ off, and his hips slammed into her twice more before he followed her over the edge.
She felt his cock jerk in her, filling her with heat as he came. By the time her orgasm subsided, he had bent forward, covering her body with his own, his hands wrapped around her middle as he moved them so they lay on the bed on their sides, still connected.
They stayed that way for a long time before KJ eased from her, then kissed his way back down her body. When he reached her waist, he pulled her over onto her back and moved between her legs to lap at her pussy and their combined juices as they flowed from her pussy.
The first time he had done this, Stacy had been startled and tried to stop him. He held her down and finished before moving over her and kissing her, sharing the taste with her. After that, she had decided to let him do anything he wanted. In the past month, she had learned to trust that he knew what she needed, sometimes better than she did herself.
She had also learned that such loving after sex was something she enjoyed just as much as he did. No matter how the sex was, rough and urgent or slow and lazy, his touch afterward seemed to settle something inside her while at the same time keeping her arousal from dying away completely.
“How about some dinner?” he asked once he finished licking her clean of their juices.
Stacy took a deep breath and sighed as he crawled up the bed to sprawl beside him. “I don’t know if I have the energy to stand up and cook.”
He smiled and nuzzled her shoulder as one hand came up to cover a breast. “That’s why I already fixed dinner. It’s in the refrigerator waiting for us.”
Stacy smiled and leaned over to kiss him. “I do love a
man who’s willing to cook,” she said.
KJ grinned back but spoke with a growl. “I’d better be the only man you love who’s willing to cook.”
Stacy wrapped one arm around him and pulled him down over her. “You are the only man I love. And the only one I know who dares to set foot in a kitchen when I’m not home.”
“Good. Let’s eat,” he said, gently breaking her hold and climbing from the bed.
Stacy followed slower, the plug in her ass keeping her body from settling completely. “I’ll be there in a minute.”
KJ took her hand. “Leave the plug in.”
Stacy nodded and followed him to the kitchen where he pulled out her big salad bowl. When he set it on the table, she saw that their salad had very little lettuce, but lots of meats, cheeses, and all the other vegetables Stacy loved.
Once again, she was impressed that he had remembered what she had said more than two weeks earlier. They had been at a buffet and she had piled a salad plate with everything from the salad bar, except the lettuce. When he asked her about it, she admitted that she hated lettuce. His response was to grin and say he preferred meats to veggies, too.
Over dinner, they talked about their days, shared good news, frustrating moments, and generally acted like they were on a date. The fact that they were both naked and Stacy was wearing a butt plug kept her from thinking this was a normal date. But then, nothing about their relationship would have been considered normal to anyone but them. And she liked it that way.
She only wished she could change into a cougar and run with him in the evenings when he took off through the woods, giving his wild side a chance at freedom. But he had explained that shape-shifters were born, not made.
After eating, they cleaned up the kitchen together. Once the dishes were in the dishwasher and the leftover salad packed away, she took KJ’s hand.
“I need you,” she said as she led him back to the bedroom. “I need you to claim my virgin ass.”
Chapter 10
“Oh, mate, those are the sweetest words I’ve ever heard,” KJ groaned as he followed close enough behind her that his half-hard cock bumped her ass cheeks with every step.
When he had first proposed this, he could feel his mate’s hesitation even though she did not say anything. It had taken two glasses of wine one night before she admitted no man had ever taken her ass before and that she was nervous. He had assured her they would do nothing she was not comfortable with, and after another sip of wine, she quietly said she wanted him in every way possible.
“The question is whether your boy is up for it,” she said, grinning impishly over her shoulder.
“Why don’t you kiss him hello, and we’ll see just how fast he’ll be up for it,” KJ said just as playfully.
His mate had come so far in the last weeks, and when he had commented on it, she attributed her new lighthearted mood to him. He thought it was just because she had finally found a man who could appreciate all her sides, all her moods, and gave her everything she needed even when she was not sure what that might be.
“Sit down,” she said, pushing him toward the bed.
He sat with a chuckle and spread his legs wide. “Don’t get me off, just get me hard,” he said, earning a “duh, I’m not that stupid” look.
“You just sit there and behave,” she said as she used both hands to slide up his inner thighs from knees to groin.
That touch sent electricity ripping through him to collect in his balls. That combined with the excitement of taking a part of her no other man had ever touched had KJ gritting his teeth as he moaned when her fingers traced up his cock then down all the way to his balls. Parting her lips, she took his cock into her mouth as her fingers played with his balls.
With each of her gentle licks, sucks, and touches, more steel flowed into his cock. It was not long until it was fully loaded. The look in her eyes when she backed off until she held only the head in her mouth primed the fuse. The tingle at the base of his spine told him that if he did not stop her, an explosion was imminent.
When he could not stand it another second, KJ reached down and pulled her off his cock. Panting and needing just a second, he lifted her and settled her so she straddled his thighs, but kept her lower body several inches from his. He then wrapped his arms around her and pulled her head so it lay on his shoulder as he stroked his way down her back to the top of her crease.
“He is definitely up for it,” he panted with a huffed laugh.
“Hmm, I’d say so,” she said on a sigh.
He tensed when she reached between them and wrapped her fingers around the base of his cock. The last thing he wanted was to screw this up because she had him so wound up he could not hold it together until he was buried deep in her.
With a speed brought on by his shifter side, KJ lifted her, turned, then dropped her on the bed, following her down to keep her from moving. She squealed with the sudden change of position, but did not fight him when he pushed her legs to her chest.
Moving so he could look up her body, he leaned forward and kissed the inside of each knee. He then licked his way to her ass cheeks and gave them long, sucking kisses, which left small red patches in the center of each globe. Moving his attentions yet again, he licked at her clit and centerline until she lay squirming and panting on the bed.
By this time he had regained some control and was not in danger of erupting prematurely. Pulling a pillow from the pile at the headboard, KJ rolled her hips up and slid the pillow underneath them. Sliding his fingers in her pussy, he found her wet and aroused. Pulling them from her earned him a whining growl, telling him in no uncertain terms, his mate was ready.
He quickly donned a condom and added extra lube to it before slowly fucking the plug in and out, easing it a little farther out each time. As soon as it was out, he positioned his cock and began to work his length into her ass, the heat and extra tight fit forcing him to go slower.
He watched her with every forward thrust. Her expression was tight though he saw no pain. When she sheathed him completely, he stopped and waited, panting and praying that she could find pleasure in this at the same time his cougar was throwing himself at the bars of his cage, needing to claim its mate in this position.
“Stacy? You okay?” he managed to gasp.
She nodded as a tear slid out of her eye and trailed down over her temple. Then she smiled at him, and it was like sunshine breaking through dark clouds. “I’m great, but I need you to move, dammit.”
KJ chuckled through gritted teeth as he slowly eased out and then in he remained mindful of her virginal status and the fact that he was a large-built male. He kept his motions slow and easy, determined she find pleasure.
* * * *
Stacy wanted to scream for him to fuck her hard and fast but knew that would do no good. Not this time. Not this man. KJ would never do anything to hurt her, and this was one area where she knew he would remain in control no matter what.
Over the past month, she had learned she sometimes liked a tiny bite of pain with her pleasure. And this was one of those times where she knew she would not be able to get off without a little added stimulus. She also knew that watching her give herself pleasure was a sure way to fire KJ’s engines.
Smiling up at him, she reached between her legs with her right hand and began to play with her clit. As she expected, KJ’s eyes widened and his thrusts grew slightly faster, but still just as gentle. Her left hand then moved to her chest, and she played with one tit and then the other, all the while looking deep into her mate’s deep-blue eyes.
Taking her clit between thumb and forefinger, she rolled it then squeezed the nub of flesh tight. “Come with me,” she cried as her orgasm slammed over her like a tsunami.
Releasing her clit, she took her nipples in the same hold and pinched and rolled them, the electric fire burning a trail straight to her clit and causing her to once again convulse with orgasm. She turned her head to the side.
She felt KJ thrust hard and fast a cou
ple more times. Then liquid heat filled her back passage. She turned her head to the side at the same time he fell over her, and his teeth sank into her neck, claiming her as his mate once more.
She was barely conscious when he pulled his teeth from her flesh and licked the skin closed again. She felt him ease from her body and leave the bed, but then floated on a pink cloud of happiness without worrying about where he went. A moment later, when he returned to clean her up before snuggling against her in the bed, she opened her eyes and looked at him with a smile.
“I love you, my mate,” he said kissing her forehead and nose before brushing a kiss over her lips.
“I love you, too,” she replied, her words slurred around the edges from her relaxation and a giggle that was trying to escape. “And you are just what this cougar needs to be happy.”
His smiled turned to laughter as he hugged her close. “I feel the same way, my mate. You are exactly what this cougar needs.”
THE END
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Cooper McKenzie always thought she had been born a hundred years too late but appreciates air conditioning, computers, and other conveniences of modern-day living. She enjoys the slower pace of New Bern, North Carolina, as well as the history and small-town community found there. In addition to dreaming up her next story, Cooper enjoys reading everything except scary books, needle-weaving for charity, and playing with her new mixed-breed companion, Honey.
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