by Anne Conley
She gripped his hips with her legs and arched into his mouth with a groan.
“Oh God, Chase. That feels so good.” Her voice was breathy and sent a jolt to his cock, which wanted inside her, STAT. It would have to wait, though, as Chase watched Kelli’s eyes slam shut and a flush of lust steal across her chest.
He switched breasts, pulling on the other one with his lips while using his free hand to find her dripping folds, sinking his fingers inside her hot pussy.
Her moans grew louder, and he re-doubled his efforts, drawing her juices out and circling her clit with them. Kelli’s body jolted and shuddered, her legs spasming and tightening with each swipe of her clit with his fingers. He wasn’t sure how long she could hold on to him but was confident her new shifter strength would last.
Chase added a finger, stretching her, pulsing them in and out, curling them slightly. He was intent on making her come, seeing that face she made, hearing her cries echo through the forest. Kelli’s hands gripped his hair, tugging it painfully, but he loved every minute of it. She was gasping and moaning, and he was still sucking on her nipple. When he bit down on it, he started thrusting his fingers in and out of her, hard and fast, and she fell apart.
Everything tightened—her legs, her arms, her pussy. It sucked his fingers in like a vacuum, milking them with vise-like pressure, and he very nearly came himself as he watched her.
Kelli’s eyebrows were raised yet her eyes were closed, her mouth in the perfect ‘O’ shape, jaw dropped, everything shaking and shuddering. A loud, keening noise came from her, almost like a shriek, and he kissed her neck, stilling his fingers while she came down from her orgasmic high.
And then he dropped to his knees to do it again.
Kelli limply allowed him to lift her thighs over his shoulders as he sank his lips into her heat.
“Lean back into the rock, baby. I’m gonna make you do that again with my mouth.” Her musky essence exploded over his tongue as he speared her with it, burying his nose in her tight curls.
“Uh-uh,” she grunted at him, struggling. “I want some, too.”
Kelli planted her feet on the ground, and before he realized what was happening, she had pushed him on his back with her mouth around his cock and her ass in the air, her sweet little pussy in his face.
“Fuck, yeah,” he muttered, right before diving in.
What happened next was nothing short of mindless pleasure.
Chase used his mouth on her purely instinctually, knowing what she loved and what would make her make those noises again. He couldn’t concentrate, so he allowed impulses and senses to take over.
Her mouth was making him lose his mind.
Kelli moaned as she dropped down on his length, swallowing him whole, taking him down her throat, licking his balls, then coming up to do it all over again. Her tits pressed against his stomach, her smooth skin smothering him as she bobbed up and down on his shaft, spreading lubrication with her tongue.
Chase was big—of course, he was shifter—but Kelli took him like a pro. She sucked him deep down her throat, humming her pleasure until he saw stars. His balls were so tight to his body they almost hurt, but he couldn’t do anything but mindlessly lick what she had conveniently put in his face.
He brought up a hand to help with her pleasure, spearing her with two fingers while he sucked her clit into his mouth.
She reciprocated by stroking one hand up his length, tightly, prolonging his pleasure. Chase spread her honey up her lips and toward her little pucker before pressing his pinkie inside.
Kelli stopped sucking and let out a long, low moan, a feral sound that nearly had him coming on her face. Gently, Chase pumped his fingers in and out of her while he continued licking and suckling her clit.
“Chase,” she panted, “take me there.” Her words sent him reeling.
“Now?”
“Yes, now! Do it!”
He had to make her come one last time, and then he would get her ass ready for him. Intensifying his efforts, since she seemed to have forgotten his cock, he attacked her clit while he spread more of her natural lubrication and pumped his index finger in and out of her dark place. Her moans had turned from the keening shrieks he was accustomed to into a low wail he loved. It sounded wild, and feral.
When she came this time, she trembled and shuddered above him, the hot breath of her mouth all over his dick, making it strain to be inside her. Before she’d come down, he had her on her stomach below him, his finger still buried in her ass.
He added another, scissoring the two to stretch her, and Kelli continued her moaning.
“That’s it, baby. You’re going to feel so good,” he crooned to her. He was so proud of her. She was absolutely gorgeous as he thrust his fingers gently inside her. Chase reached around and plucked at her clit, and she lurched under him. “So sensitive,” he murmured against her back before kissing it and adding a finger.
“Feels so good …” she cried as she writhed.
Chase had taken as much preparation as he could. As it was, he was sure it wouldn’t last long. But at the same time, he didn’t want to hurt her and was so damn hard he was ready to burst. He continued pumping the three fingers in and out of her until he thought she might be loose enough.
Lifting her hips, he lined himself up and took a steadying breath.
Then he pressed inside her.
Jesus. Fucking. Christ.
Chase squeezed his eyes shut with restraint. She was so tight, so hot. Where her pussy was rough and slick, her ass was smooth and … so god-damned tight.
He wasn’t going to last long at all.
He opened his eyes to see Kelli breathing heavily, her skin flushed and beaded with perspiration, and gripping the dirt beneath her fingers.
“You okay?” He wasn’t even halfway in yet.
She breathed deeply, and breathed out her word, a long, slow, “Ye-e-e-e-ssss … Oh God, yes. Ye-e-e-e-ssss.”
Taking a gulp of air, Chase gently pushed in the rest of the way until he was buried to the hilt inside her. It was the most erotic sight of his life.
And then he couldn’t take anymore. “Baby, can you finger yourself? I need to move and this isn’t going to take much before I blow inside you. I need you to come with me.” He didn’t recognize his own voice, so guttural and needy.
But Kelli complied, sinking her torso down on the ground while her hands buried themselves in her pussy, one pumping in and out while the other frantically rubbed her clit.
He forced himself to be still and watch the most gorgeous creature on the planet as she worked herself over for him.
Chase had to move.
Sure enough, he was four strokes into her tight dark heat and could feel his spine tingling.
“Come on, baby,” he murmured, reaching around her to tweak her nipple.
And then she started wailing, in that low, crooning moan she’d been doing since he’d started working her rosebud. It was all he needed to see stars.
He roared his release as the stars flashed behind his lids, his sounds merging with hers as they both shuddered and quaked on the forest floor beneath the canopy of trees.
Chase may have blacked out a little, as the next thing he remembered was opening his eyes, totally collapsed next to Kelli, who stroked his chest tenderly.
“My God … “ he struggled to get out.
“Really,” she agreed.
“Why that, all of a sudden?” Not that he was complaining, it was fantastic. But when they’d tried it as teens, she’d balked. Of course, he had to stop thinking of them in terms of teenagers. Kelli was definitely all woman now.
She shrugged. “I don’t know. I was in the moment, and I wanted to give you my body in every way possible. Still do.”
“Well, I can’t wait to find out what else is possible.” This woman was going to break him, and he was going to damn well love every moment of it.
**
Gerri bit into
a cookie as she opened the letter in the dusky-blue envelope that had arrived in her mail this morning.
Dear Ms. Wilder,
Words cannot express how much we appreciate you coming to visit Gramma last Summer. Of course, we reaped the benefits and appreciate you more than you will ever know. We’ve enclosed a copy of our first family portrait.
Thanks again,
Chase and Kelli
Gerri flipped to the picture, an image of the sexy shifter with his mate, and three tiny bundles of trouble. She smiled to herself. One down, two to go. Tanner would be simple, but that quiet Jude boy would take some work.
She looked forward to it.
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