by CatNip (lit)
“Don’t stop, please don’t stop!”
Her plea cum demand came as Leo plunged two fingers inside her creaming pussy. He swore she was going to break them. Lynx’s rhythmic pulsing around his fingers made him shudder and groan. What he needed was Lynx wrapped around him, everywhere and completely. Her throaty moans and her tantalizing essence dripping from his fingers just weren’t enough. He wanted it all.
Leo kissed another moan from her mouth. He heard the beginning of a purr in there as well. She watched him through dazed eyes. Leo slowly, languorously, took the fingers he’d thrust inside her and brought them to her lips. Tentative at first, she slowly licked then sucked them inside her sweet mouth as she stared back at him. Innocence and wildness captured in her gaze.
Leo brought the fingers back to his own lips, licking them in blatant approval. He purposefully re-traveled the length of her body to find more. His hard length kept grazing her leg as he moved. A purr vibrated on his lips as he lapped at her.
“Cream and honey,” he purred in her head. Her sweet essence clung to his lips. He licked them in approval. Perfect, the way he liked it, as in Lynx, au jus.
Lynx appealed to him in reply. “Do you like it then?” Her hips undulated, pleading.
Leo moaned raggedly before answering. “Baby, I love the way you taste. You’re so creamy, even better than honey. Sooo sweet on my tongue, you’re melting like a sugar cube in my mouth. I can’t get enough of you, kitten.” He bent to sample more, drawing from her slit more of the slick sweetness.
Lynx didn’t respond outright. Her body did. Her head lolled back. She spiraled fast and hot. He could feel the small pulses, as her body gathered, tightened, readying for its release.
Leo sensed the change and felt the heat rising in Lynx. Maybe it was the cream that coated his tongue slickly, or perhaps just the slight tremors that already shook her. But he positioned himself above her.
The full, hard length of him knocked at her snug entrance. In a long, but swift thrust, he surged inside her, demanding and hard. Lynx gasped and scored his back with her nails.
Leo barely noticed. He concentrated on keeping a steady rhythm to the perfect tempo of his thrusts. The silken slide was ah, just right. But the temptation to accelerate the beat was getting damn difficult to ignore.
Lynx obviously felt no such compunction. “Fuck me now. Harder,” she panted into his mouth. That was all she needed to say.
Leo slammed into her, pounding deeper with each driving thrust. She groaned long and deep as his cock drove into her. She wrapped her legs around him tighter, rocking closer to him with each thrust of his taut hips.
He timed the strokes, rubbing swollen flesh with each movement. He tweaked her nipples with his teeth lightly, kneading the flesh at her hips with possessive fingers.
Each impalement, each series of thrusts, ground his pubic bone against her mound and raw clit as his cock slid home deep. The vibrations of her pussy, the honey coating his cock with every thrust, Leo knew he was a goner. He groaned as he felt the first rush of seed swell and burst from his cock.
“Oh, goddess!”
Lynx was tight, incredibly tight. Her contractions around him sent delicious shivers racing and cum boiling in his balls. Those tight spasms when her pussy squeezed his cock like a hot little fist drove him over the edge. It was a free-fall. On a final plunge, Leo felt the hard spurts of heated cum jet forth.
The hot release of his seed seemed to drive Lynx’s keening cries of pleasure higher. He felt his cock swelling harder. Leo groaned as Lynx went wild under him.
~ Cat’s Got Your Tongue ~
Craig shook his head in stunned amazement as he listened to the muffled screams coming from Leo and Lynx’s room. He knew the sounds. Craig didn’t doubt what they were up to in there. But if his calculations were correct, Lynx had cum once, maybe twice since Leo had been in there. Craig didn’t doubt Lynx had come earlier when he’d surprised her in her room. But knowing what Leo and Lynx were doing down the hall had Craig’s own dick throbbing harder.
He had more than satisfied Lynx this afternoon. He had tasted that satisfaction on his tongue. She had come for him. But due to the interruption, he had never seen any relief himself. The cold shower was, well, cold. Sure, he could have jacked-off in his room. And it was getting tempting listening to those two get it on. Craig doubted a substitute would do it for him this time. No, he decided, he’d wait until he could get time with Lynx again.
Maybe then he would be able to get the smell of Lynx out of his mind and the tantalizing taste of Lynx off his tongue. Bleakly, Craig looked down at his raging erection.
Wishful thinking on my part, right, buddy? ‘Cuz we both know that ain’t gonna happen.
Chapter 13
Leo eased off Lynx, breathing hard. He cradled her to his side. With one hand, he gently smoothed the hair away from face. As their breathing slowed, Leo reached around to pull Lynx on top of him. He got little resistance from her.
Incredibly satiated, Lynx barely moaned in question. Although, from Leo’s cock still jutting against her thigh as he positioned her, there was little doubt he was still a rutting lion. The unbidden realization gave her a start. Where did that come from? The surprising notion was followed by a quick flash of thin pain as she felt Leo’s large hand come down with a sharp smack across the bare expanse of her ass. She yelped. That kind of hurt, damn it.
“What did you do that for?” she sputtered. She could already feel the heat rising from where his hands had marked her. He dragged his lips across hers, one hand at her head, the other at her hips. Leo’s intensity startled her.
His large hand came down in another flash of fiery heat across her buttocks. The flames spread to her clit. Really, wow, but what the fuck? Heat poured through her veins at the slight hint of pain, Lynx realized through her shocked daze. Still, just who did Leo think he was, handling her like this? Turned on, but irritated just the same, Lynx moved to get up. She felt the new sting begin anew before she could even register that Leo had swatted her again.
With a lurch, Lynx tried to scoot off the bed, trying to ignore the betraying throb of her body. The sight of his cock, still engorged, sure didn’t help.
“Get back on the bed, Lynx,” Leo commanded. His egotistical arrogance infuriated her.
“Bite my ass!” Lynx hissed.
“Better watch out, or I just might,” Leo growled, low and throaty. “Or I could just spank your ass, and bite here,” he threatened.
Her indignant gasp turned to a purr as he made good on his threat. He captured her in his arms and pressed her against him at the same time his mouth and teeth claimed the slim column of her throat. Lynx could feel the brush of his incisors scraping over the small bite marks he’d left there only a few days earlier.
“I could just eat you up, little kitten.” Leo whispered as his lips trailed up to her ear.
“I thought you already did that,” Lynx whispered, trembling in anticipation.
The rough caresses only had her grinding against Leo again. Lynx could feel his desire once again pulsing heavily against her and the strokes of his hand and fingers against the cleft of her rear now gentled and soothed away the burn.
“So, what did you really do this morning, Lynx?”
Leo’s voice was calm and mesmerizing, but his next slap to her quivering flesh was not. The brief bite of pain bloomed to pleasure at her already overheated rear cheeks. She gasped at the impact. The question he’d asked finally registered. Before Lynx had time to formulate an answer, Leo’s next slap to her ass had her creaming over him.
He was iron hard again, but not quite inside her yet, where he needed to be. Lynx squirmed, unexpectedly turned him on. Leo repeated the question from before. Lynx hesitated, just long enough. His hand came down again in a flash of white-hot pleasure. She could still feel the imprint of his hand through the wicked burn. Lynx’s moaned gutturally. Need and the slight edge of pain made her as hot as her backside.
“Umm, w
hat do you mean, Leo?” Lynx twisted, compelled to move, avoiding his question. She wasn’t sure what Leo knew or suspected. His next slap to her taut buttocks was blistering.
Lynx very nearly came at impact. She sobbed as his heavy sex brushed hers. It throbbed, she throbbed. Her moisture was slick against his engorged length, but still Leo made no direct move to enter her again.
Instead, he reached up to nick the underside of her neck with his teeth once more before he picked her up and tossed her to the bed and onto her back effortlessly. He stared down at her. Before Lynx could even protest, he rolled her over, this time to her stomach. He was behind her. Somehow, this position wasn’t comforting right now.
Oh, hell, no. Lynx hadn’t missed the oddly predatory gleam in Leo’s eyes before he flipped her over. Lynx tried again to squirm away.
But his next slap to her rear had Lynx’s hands fisting the sheets as she tried to ease the intense burn, the heat of his hands from her system. The bed was too soft without Leo under her. A soft mewl of frustration escaped her.
“Did. You. Fuck. Craig?” This time it was his voice in her ear that sent shivers up her spine. Leo leaned over her. His throbbing cock brushed against the small of her back, giving added emphasis to his words.
“No, I didn’t fuck Craig.” She sobbed against the pillow, breathless, anticipating the burn.
Leo pulled back, his smack landing quick and low. As another hard smack landed again, Lynx groaned. Unable to help herself, she ground back against him.
“Not so quick, kitten.” His husky endearment vibrated against her ear.
Leo’s hand stroked over the last mark he’d made. She could feel the rosy bloom of his handprints criss-crossed there. His fingers slowly trailed to the cleft between, and then deftly slid in like a honing arrow. She gasped, but her cheeks clenched too late against the slick intrusion.
“Did you want to fuck Craig?” Leo’s fingers stilled, poised over the soft bud betwixt her cheeks, stroking. New sensations assailed her, forbidden and exciting. Without warning, his other hand flashed down hard, again.
She cried out at the pain, the lash of heat catching her off guard. She wanted to simultaneously grind onto and back from that hand and Leo’s punishing, hard body. Lightning sizzled along her nerves, sensations thrumming, and he wanted answers now? What the fuck?
“Answer me, baby.” Leo’s command was soft, but there was no give to it. Another powerful smack to her bottom had her nearly coming off the bed and on it.
“Yes,” she whimpered.
“Yes, you wanted to fuck him?” Leo growled in her ear, as he once more stroked his fingers over the sensitized bud of her ass. Her arousal heightened unbearably, she writhed, unable to go over the edge, yet unable to stop the heat winding down the center of her, heat that licked like flame over gasoline. She was wet, dripping wet. It didn’t matter. He was playing with fire.
“Oh, goddess, it burns,” Lynx groaned. This time Leo’s smack very nearly impaled her on his fingers.
“Answer me, Lynx. Did you want to fuck him?”
“Yes, I wanted to fuck him,” she sobbed into the bedsheets, still trying to strain back onto him or away from him. She didn’t know which. Leo’s hand at her waist restrained her. He slid it to her breast. With one hand, he lightly twisted the jutting nipple, while his other hand splayed her rear cheeks, still stroking.
“But did you let him touch you, Lynx?” This time his question was lower, huskier. Lynx felt one finger slip into her tight back passage, a mere fraction of the way. Then without warning, before she realized Leo had even moved, his hand bore down on a slap that tore a strangled groan from her throat. Leo’s finger slid in deeper.
“Yes, I let him touch me.” Lynx’s muffled sob arrested him. Leo shuddered over her.
“Do you want him to touch you again?” The question was soft this time. She could feel another finger poised to enter her. “Do. You. Want. Him. To. Touch. You. Again?” This time he growled in her ear as he thrust two of his fingers inside her, reaching around with his other hand to brush her wet and aching clit.
She felt Leo grind against her leg. His cock felt even harder than before.
“Yes. Damn you. I want Craig, too. I want you both to touch me.” Lynx’s voice hitched as she sobbed her confession. He withdrew his fingers. The burn eased. But then he splayed her cheeks open.
In a smooth, long stroke, he massaged the length of his steely staff in her cream. The stroke of his hard length against her raw clit and weeping slit had Lynx gritting her teeth with need. She moaned. He moved up instead, his cock jutting against the tight rosette of her back passage. Her cheeks clenched, but his next burning slap caught her breathless, screaming, and open to him.
Leo bore down, and the head of his cock slipped in, excruciatingly slowly, pushing past the resisting flesh.
She tried to wriggle back, but moaned instead as his heavily veined cock stretched her and slipped further inside the forbidden little hole.
Pre-cum pulsed from his cock, easing his passage further. It burned as he slid inch by inch, until Lynx didn’t recognize the sounds coming from her own throat. Leo’s hand at her hip held her in place. He grunted as the head of his cock finally slipped past the tight ring. He surged forward and Lynx moaned again, pain and pleasure mingled.
Leo groaned at her ear. “I can’t stop now, Lynx. Your ass is mine.” He cursed hoarsely, grinding Lynx into the sheets as he impaled her in a thrust that claimed her and filled her. She could feel him everywhere.
Lynx’s moan was strangled. She bit her lip, but screamed anyway. Leo’s thick cock penetrated her in what seemed to be a never-ending burn and slide. Tension mounted, her clit throbbed, and her fingers automatically went to her clit. She stroked mindlessly, sensations battering her. How could something hurt so damn good?
Leo had one hand on her hips, but his other hand tangled in her hair. He drew her against him with each downward thrust of his muscled thighs and cock. Her scalp tingled, and her body was on fire. She could feel the burn each time his thick cock stroked in and out. The pleasure built. He was riding her hard, a primal claiming she couldn’t deny. Not when his cock stroked every single nerve-ending she had. Not when his cock was deep in her ass.
Lynx felt the tightening begin, the spiral of heat gathering her body into a bow ready to fly. Then, she saw Leo reach for something under the pillow. His hand moved beneath the compress of their bodies. That’s when she felt it, the cold, slick, perfectly hard intrusion as Leo moved her hand aside.
Leo thrust the symbolic penis-shaped vibrator into the wet heat of her pussy and growled in her ear, “Practice makes purr-fect, kitten.” His teeth at her shoulder grazed skin. Lynx felt his teeth pierce her tender nape. Pleasure steamrolled over her so fast, it was like a freight train out of control as it crashed over her.
It was out of control.
Her whole body began to spasm in pleasure, the orgasm nearly painful in its intensity.
Leo’s strokes behind her grew faster, harder as slammed into her. “Are you full enough now, kitten?” He purred in her ear.
Lynx groaned as the vibrating, simulated cock pulsed in time with Leo’s thrusting one. His cock was really filling all right, a real long and hard pole up her ass.
Leo growled. “Here I cum deep, Lynx, ready or not.”
Leo’s feral threat, his harsh groans and heavy spurts deep inside her back passage sent Lynx crashing, crying as another explosive orgasm hit.
This climax burst through her brain like meteor fragments. Lynx couldn’t bite back her screams as she hit another crescendo. Light dissolved into a shower of sparks. The sharp spasms seemed to go on forever. She bucked, arching and jerking back to him. She cried out hoarsely as Leo’s final thrust left him shuddering against her.
~ CatConundrums ~
Contented, Leo gave a sigh of repletion. He slipped the vibrator away and slowly slid his cock out. Lynx collapsed, inert. She seemed incapable of further movement.
Her
absolute stillness now didn’t surprise him. It had been an extreme coupling, but he wasn’t about to let Lynx think he was unaware of her needs or desires. He wanted to see them all, know them all, and have her trust him with them all. Lynx was his mate, his in every way.
She was satisfied and sanguine, curled against him. She was his perfect mate. But she was still an Imatu female, nearing her time of heat. He sensed Lynx’s desires were close to overwhelming her. He respected the bond of affection she’d developed over a lifetime with Craig. Their bond was an instinctive one of recognition because of their mutual Imatu heritage. Soon, Lynx’s innate heritage would only increase her sexual cravings.
Leo got up and went to get a warm cloth. He returned and gently cleaned her. Lynx slept, not moving a muscle that he could tell. Settling, Leo wrapped his newly clean, relaxed form back around the soft, lush contours of her. She was still as he spooned her, but Leo could feel his desire stirring again. It was less insistent, but still there.
Even before his change had occurred, when his hormones were triggered by the slightest tempting smell or movement of a desirable woman, even then, his desires had not been as fervent as this. This was different. It was more. Lynx was everything he’d ever wanted or needed in his life.
But Lynx was about to become an irresistible temptation for Craig.
He knew it. Lynx would also be insatiable for sex. Two not-so-small things Leo had to consider.
If not for his history with Craig, he would fight Craig for rights to Lynx and win. Of this, Leo had no doubt. However, he and Craig shared a history. He respected Craig. They were friends and brothers-in-arms. Leo knew Craig’s innate loyalty.
Craig’s generosity was also unquestionable. Craig had shared Kelly’s arms and her love unselfishly.
It was an interesting conundrum to be sure, and Leo wasn’t blind. He’d seen the sparks building, burning between Lynx and Craig. Despite every attempt otherwise, a fire would combust eventually.
Watching her sleep, Leo finally concluded, the solution was simple. He wanted to watch his wild little Lynx burn and see passion consume her, to see her lose control, to watch her be loved. Sweet goddess, how could he not enjoy that pleasure with her? And the three of them needed each other. Sometimes it was as simple as that.