by CatNip (lit)
He’d deal with Craig after he arrived, that part should be easy enough. They’d worked together pretty well before, he couldn’t imagine not being able to negotiate with his former partner. But right now, it was time to go check in on Lynx.
Leo padded back into the house and then into the door of Lynx’s room. He wasn’t expecting to find Lynx almost at the door as he entered. Deftly, his arm slipped under hers, bearing her weight up again. Lynx’s eyes were wide as saucers, big in her too-pale face.
Lynx leaned against him, breathing heavily. She was unsteady, shaky. Her heart was pounding, beating against his. She clutched at him for support.
Lynx whispered against his neck, “What’s wrong with me? I feel odd, almost feverish, but I’m not. I keep having these…dreams,” she finally admitted. Tears had gathered in her eyes and threatened to fall. She stared up at him. She blinked and a tear trickled down her cheek.
Leo held Lynx securely against him. Then he bent slowly, draping his other arm beneath her legs. He lifted her until she was cradled fully against his large and solid chest. He could hear her heart hammering against his. It beat a staccato rhythm right through the silky shirt Lynx wore, courtesy of Felice.
Lynx licked her lips. Leo’s eyes were drawn in, magnetized to the delicate movement. His fingers itched to run through the silky mass of hair. He wanted to touch her and let it slip through his fingers as he lowered his head to hers. He wanted to savage her trembling lower lip. He wanted. Period.
He carried Lynx back to the big bed and laid her back down carefully.
But that look she gave him, it was tempting him past all sanity. She looked so innocent and sweet, but there was raw sexuality humming in his blood. His control was being sorely tested. He wanted to devour her, take her for his.
Leo had to force himself not to rip her clothes off. Instead, he sat down beside her on the bed. He cupped her chin, lifting her face to him.
Lynx sighed. Her lashes drifted shut for a second, but Leo had seen. Her eyes betrayed more than she knew. Instinctually, his mouth sought hers. His head lowered, his hand lifted her, and his lips crashed down.
Heart in his throat, Leo plundered. This was the mouth that tempted him. The taste of Lynx’s kiss hit his senses like a sledgehammer, immediate and devastating. A groan climbed his throat. Both his heart and soul echoed through it. He lost the war. He couldn’t wait anymore.
He kissed his way down Lynx’s face as he held her to him. The compulsion to be with her was too strong. He had to touch, taste, and take her. He couldn’t pull away. His hands slid of their own accord under her shirt and over her delicate shoulders as he stroked the sides of her arms, murmuring the ritual Imatu words of love and blessing as he stroked.
“Earth mother, come bless this, our union of body, heart, and soul. Goddess of creation, make it fruitful and may love forever bind it.”
With a groan, he sealed the ancient blessing with a kiss. Hungry, he moved over Lynx. He reveled in the little gasps she gave, her sigh of surrender as he unbuttoned her shirt between them.
Looking down at her, Leo could feel Lynx’s trust as she submitted to him, and he gloried in it.
~ CatPurr ~
She really should protest, but his husky words made her ache with longing. She wanted to belong to him. As he nibbled his way down her neck and over her sensitive collarbone, heat spread. A wildfire of sensations burned, overcame any last resistance she might have had. His mouth teased at her nipple with warm, easy licks. Leo nipped, tugged at the lacy material of her bra with his teeth. He laved the swollen tip and retreated.
How was she supposed to think? Lynx whimpered at his retreat.
Leo purred deep in his throat. The sound made her shiver. He slid the fabric away from her breast and lowered his mouth to purr again. The hum rippled through her body. Waves of pure pleasure arced straight to her pussy.
Her hands tunneled into his hair. She could feel her panties growing damp. The sheer lace there felt unbearably coarse and provocative against her sensitive, throbbing flesh. Her clit was a swollen bud of sensations. Every nerve in her body seemed connected to it.
Lynx’s throat constricted as Leo released her aching nipple to move toward her indented naval. His tongue’s foray incited a long, slow burn. She gripped him to her, guided him lower, need building.
When Leo found her center and dipped his head to it, her hips arched to meet him. Wicked, rough, his tongue lashed at her. She moaned as he suckled the sensitive bud. She fought to quell the rising cream in her, to no avail. His tongue scored the slit of her pussy and penetrated. The sensation had her hips lifting again, but she needed so much more.
~Cat Cream ~
Leo lifted his head from her. Her juice was still on his lips. He groaned, his voice gone husky with need. “Your pussy’s silky hot and wet for me. Kitten, you taste exquisite.”
Lynx arched to meet him.
He found her with his tongue again, felt the flutter of her around him. Lynx moaned and more of her essence spilled to his hungry tongue. He flicked it over her clit in a long stroke and then suckled the little knot of flesh gently, experimentally. When he nipped lightly at the aroused bud again, more hot cream spilled to meet his tongue. His groan mingled with hers.
The sounds she made ratcheted his already heightened senses a notch higher, if possible. He was already hypersensitive to Lynx’s growing hunger. It echoed his. His body responded readily to her, naturally reacting to her body’s needs. His cock was hard and rubbing against the stiff confines of his jeans. Leo shifted and put his hands about Lynx’s hips. His rigid cock ached for the relief only her little pussy could give.
His dick was brick hard. Just the feel of Lynx’s core pulsing on his tongue had sent his blood pulsing in rhythm with hers. The same music played for them both. Desire strummed through him, his body attuned to hers. He had to play her. He wanted to hear her sing.
She writhed under his tongue, twisting. His fingers splayed the folds of her wet pussy. He bent to feed more from the swollen button of her clit, suckling the little nub deep into his mouth. She bucked under him. He didn’t want to, couldn’t stop. He was ravenous. Ecstasy poured onto his taste-buds with every sweep of his tongue. A drumbeat deep inside him began to pound, the rhythm wild and untamed. She wasn’t fighting this. He was glad. He didn’t want her to.
He lowered his head, finding more of her sweet, hot essence. He rubbed a finger through her, coating it. Slowly, he breached the entrance of her slickened labia.
He slid a second finger to join the first. She was tight, damn tight. She wasn’t quite ready, but she was a feast spread before him. Leo lapped greedily at the answering honey that combed his tongue. The taste of Lynx only spurred his appetite. He could eat her up until she screamed in satisfaction. He wouldn’t stop until she was weak as a kitten.
Lynx moaned and whimpered.
Good, getting there…
Leo licked the sweet spill. The rough of his tongue was smothered in warm syrup pouring straight from Lynx. His kitten was devastating his senses. Maybe it was time to devastate her.
He pressed his fingers up, found the perfect spot and rubbed. He slid in and out, rhythmically filling her. He went back to suckling as he fingered her in tight circles. The clench of her creamy opening destroyed him. Each time he withdrew, Lynx bowed to his hand, her body pleading to be filled again.
“More,” she moaned, as he slid his fingers free. “More. Please.” Lynx arched up. She begged so pretty.
Leo lost his breath for a second.
Then, in a lithe movement, he backed off the bed and removed his jeans. His hard cock sprung free of the restraining material with a life of its own. It was pulsing towards her.
He saw Lynx’s eyes widen.
In another fluid motion, he moved back to her and lowered his mouth to hers.
He wanted Lynx know her flavor on his tongue. Tangling his tongue to hers, he gripped her tighter. He took her mouth slowly, building speed. He loved her tentative
little tongue. He bruised her lips with the softest of nips. He could hear her breath had grown harsh. It came in sweet, sharp gasps now. Trailing kisses and stinging licks down her neck, he rubbed his cock against her thighs. His shaft throbbed as the slick head of it pulsed rigid, unyielding at her core.
She was liquid heat, her pussy was dripping wet. Leo spread Lynx gently. He nudged her legs apart. The head of his cock was thick against her pussy’s creamy slit.
Leo tried slowly working his way inside. Feeling her body’s resistance, he bent to her ear and whispered, “It’s all right, kitten, relax.”
Lynx whimpered, but nodded.
He pushed forward, an inch deeper. He was going as slow as he could. It was like holding his breath when he needed air to breathe. He fought the urge to thrust and thrust hard.
Lynx’s mewl of frustration spurred him on. Leo hovered a second, then plunged. His cock thickened even as her pussy sheathed him. He gritted his teeth.
He heard Lynx’s quick intake of breath. She twisted under him with a keening sob as the barrier of her virgin flesh gave way to him. He lowered his mouth to hers catching her moan, reassuring her, even as his cock sank slowly in.
It was a long, slow, and tortuous slide. Once imbedded to the hilt, he stilled, letting Lynx adjust to him. At her needy, ragged sound, he rocked against her, gently at first. He lightly ground his pelvis against her clit at each thrust. He wanted the pleasure to whip through her. He was damn well flogged by it.
“I’ve wanted to fuck you so bad, kitten. I’ve thought of little else since first I saw you,” He groaned in her ear on a thrust.
“Little else?” she shot back between a moan and a hiss. “Gotta say, that wasn’t so little.”
He smiled, worked his cock deeper again. She might not know it, but he was just getting started.
Lynx whimpered as he powered into her on another thrust. He bent to her breast, laving her nipple to a hard spike against his tongue. Electric shocks of pure pleasure ran straight to his dick when her muscles clenched him. White-hot needles of pleasure clawed him.
He released the sensitized nipple to better capture her gasps. With a groan of his own, Leo thrust harder, sensing Lynx’s renewed responsiveness as her nails raked a blood-trail at his back. At each throb of his cock inside her, her body would spasm in response.
Leo withdrew slowly, sending acute sensations flooding over him again. Lynx writhed under him. The absence of her pussy’s milking grip on his cock was intolerable. Leo plunged down to meet her upward arch.
He felt her pussy tightening with each thrust. The incandescent feeling built, burned. Each time he withdrew, her body rose to meet his. She wanted filled. He couldn’t have stopped if he tried.
“Harder, please, now,” Her voice rang in his head.
Leo responded, his thrust grew faster, deeper. “Baby, you’re going to make me blow,” he gritted out. His cock was full to bursting.
“I’m going to explode inside you soon, baby.” His groan echoed his restraint.
“Just don’t stop,” Lynx bit out. Leo smiled and withdrew to her gasp.
But only for as long as it took to flip her over.
~ PussyWhipped ~
Lynx didn’t have time to form a protest as Leo pushed her hips high in the air. His strong muscled thighs nudged hers apart farther.
She felt his dominant presence behind her. It excited her. It made her nervous.
“So, what are doing to me?” she squeaked out, licking her lips as she looked back at him.
He only drew her legs higher and plunged deep as he answered, “Fucking you hard, loving you more.”
Desire whipped through Lynx, sweet and sharp. Leo lowered his head. His lips were at her shoulder now. His teeth scraped slowly. At his growl, she felt the piercing bite and his cock as it filled her.
Heat and light exploded through Lynx. The pleasure burst over her in waves. She bucked, screaming as she shattered fast and hard. Stars danced behind her eyelids as her world collapsed. Her body fragmented and was reformed, pulsing with energy.
Spasms rocked her. She could feel every nuance of Leo’s stone-hard, thick shaft inside her when her pussy clamped down. His every thrust set off new contractions.
Lynx felt the shudder that seized Leo. He rode her hard. At his roar, shivers coursed over her. She felt the hot blasts as he began to erupt deep inside her.
Then, a different sound of pleasure burned in her ears.
Somehow, Leo had only grown larger upon his release. Lynx’s sensitivity was heightened. The sensation of him rocking gently inside her, still swollen and pulsing, was so exquisite, it was almost painful. Leo’s cock curved, extended inside her. And more small contractions shook her.
Breathing hard, she was damn near panting. Sensuous aftershocks still rippled over her. Leo nuzzled, almost lazily at her neck. His tongue curled over and over the small mark he’d left before where his teeth had pierced her flesh in a lover’s bite. But through her tremors, Lynx could’ve sworn she heard the man purring.
Her pussy purred back, bathing his cock in more cream. The sensitive folds were stretched tight by his swollen shaft.
She had to writhe. Sheer pleasure forced her to move. As his cock slid out, it hooked against the pleasure spot.
Leo drove hard and deep. Lynx’s felt the tension, the pleasure building again, only higher and sweeter than before. His every thrust set off new charges, shockwaves to sensitized nerves and flesh. Her inner muscles clamped down on his cock harder with each tremor.
Surging faster, Leo growled. On every thrust, the swollen crest of his cock hooked against her pleasure button perfectly. The orgasm hit her like a tidal wave. She screamed as the climax hit her full force.
“Here we go, I’ve got you, baby.” Leo’s voice in her ear registered, barely. Leo came with a roar, but Lynx was already flying.
Semi-conscious, Lynx was glad for Leo’s muscular arms that kept her from flying apart. Glad too that afterwards, Leo washed her gently. The heaviness of utter relaxation and tiredness seeped through her, bone deep. In Leo’s warm embrace, Lynx couldn’t deny the lethargy trying to claim her any longer. She slid, purring, into a deep and dreamless sleep.
~ CatFood ~
It wasn’t a purr she first heard when she next awoke hours later. It was a growl. Lynx tentatively opened her eyes. Leo was staring at her with hypnotic golden eyes. But, his expression was definitely amused. He had his large hand draped possessively across her and around her back. It tickled. This time the growl her stomach made was louder.
“I see you’ve worked up quite an appetite, little cat,” Leo mused as he stroked the curve of her spine with his large hand. The calluses on his fingers stoked shivers in their path. But hunger of another kind distracted Lynx.
When had she last eaten? The food she’d had last seemed like a distant memory now, and a hazy one at that. “I could eat a horse,” she grumbled.
Leo just chuckled. “Well, Lynx, I won’t make you go that far. I’m sure we can come up with a better meal than that for you, kitten.”
“A little meat would not go amiss,” she quipped.
“Let’s get something in your stomach first.” Leo laughed, then purred as she ran her tongue across his nipple hungrily. “I’ve got the feeling it’ll be safer for me that way. You might just take a bite-”
The thought was never completed. Lynx let her teeth sink in delicately, scoring a clear mimicry of his earlier mark on her shoulder. Leo went instantly hard. His cock strained towards her, engorged.
“Come here, kitten.” This time Leo growled. He dragged her up against him. Thoughts of food were put on the backburner. Hungry for him, Lynx’s hands moved over his flat, muscled stomach. She stroked down the hard ridges of his thighs. She reached for his heavy, hardened sex with both hands, stroking him reverently.
Leo groaned into her caress.
Lynx moved lower, intent on her prize. Leo’s eyes smoldered with barely restrained passion. Lynx coyly looked up at hi
m and then descended to the deep purple head crowning his cock. Her tongue teased, flicking over the smooth surface in soft strokes. She lapped at the drop of moisture already rimming the slit, tasting, tormenting.
His next groan was louder. His head was thrown back, golden hair rippling past his shoulders, even as his hands gripped and tangled in her hair. He growled when her mouth closed over him.
Lynx drew the long length of his erection deeper into her mouth.
His cock swelled in her mouth. Lynx struggled to take all of him, loving the feel of him pulsing against her tongue. She loved the spicy hot taste of him. She loved how he filled her mouth.
“Your mouth is sinful, Lynx. It’s wicked. Hot as hell,” Leo gasped.
She closed her mouth over his cock wetly and moved upwards again, only to plunge down again.
Lynx wasn’t through. She wanted to see him lose control.
Groaning, he slid into the heat of her mouth, fucking it slow and easy.
“Lynx, I love how your lips press my cock so tightly, and then you open so wide for me. I love the rhythm of your tongue curling around my dick. It milks my organ like fucking music, kitten,” Leo groaned harshly.
“I love your hands and tongue on my dick,” he growled, “but keep that up, kitten, and I won’t be able to stop my cock from coming down your hungry, little throat.”
His eyes closed, his hands guided her to him, even as he warned her. She could taste him, he was close. She felt the oncoming surge of his ejaculation as it swelled within him, and his cock thickened.
Lynx purred against his shaft as she took him deep. His cock jerked. She felt the first hard spurt hit her tongue. She swallowed as he stroked in and out, greedily. Satisfied, she lapped up the cream Leo had made for her.
Her efforts were not fully successful. Leo erupted in a long, last spurt that marked her cheek as he thrust a final time.