deep she thought he’d touched her womb.
“Christ, don’t move.” She couldn’t help it. Her body, adjusting to his size, had him crying out. “You’re going to end this before I’ve had a chance to make you come for me. I want to feel you coming all around my—”
She rolled her hips, ending his ability to speak, she thought. When he took her hard, filling her from her hips to her throat, Allie held onto him like her life depended on it. Then he came.
Her body felt turned inside out. Even though she’d not come, her body seemed to need to wait for him. His cock and body did things to her that she’d never experienced before. It wasn’t just taking her, but a becoming of one. The two of them melted into a single entity.
When Beck pressed hard against her body, Allie knew she was going to lose it. Her body and mind just snapped out of time and space. The climax that rolled over her was too much. Sliding into a place of sweet smells and darkness, Allie knew forever she’d be safe where she was.
“Are you all right?” She looked at Beck as he leaned over her. They were in the bed, atop the blankets, and the curtains were drawn. Allie stretched and asked him what had happened. “I think you tried to kill us both. That was short but very satisfying. For me. I’m sorry that you didn’t get to come more than one time.”
She just stared at him. “People come more than one time? Never mind. Don’t answer that. If I had come anymore, I think I really would be dead.” He kissed her then, and she wrapped her arms around his shoulders. “That was wonderful. I bet you’re the best one in your class.”
He laughed, and that was what she had intended for him to do. “I was in the top of my class, yes. You’re beautiful, all tousled like you are. If you’re up to it, I’d love to see you as your cat. I’m betting she’s as beautiful as you are.”
“Doubtful, but I would like to see what I look like. How do we do this?”
She thought about her cat, the way she seemed to be lurking right there for her. Pressure over her body made her feel like she was falling off the bed, and she looked at Beck. He was laughing.
“Usually, someone will wait for an answer before they shift. Christ, you’re more beautiful than I ever imagined. Don’t move. If you do, we’ll need a new bed and furniture. You’re such amazing colors of reds and golds. It makes the black on you— Let me take your picture. You’re not going to get it just with me telling you.”
He took several pictures of her as she lay on the bed. Twice she had to remind herself that she couldn’t stretch out her hand. Her paw, larger than she thought her real hand was, spouted long claws out the tips that she was sure could ruin a bed in less time than she could make it. Beck went to the door that led out onto their deck and opened it for her. Again, reminding her not to let her claws out, Beck also told her that she would have a little trouble walking on four feet rather than just the two.
She’s larger than I thought she’d be. Like, look where her head is compared to you. He said she’d weigh more, too, simply because of the muscle mass she had as a tiger. I guess that makes sense. It’s not too hard to walk on four feet. It’s like crawling, I think.
The floor in their bedroom was hardwood and a little slick for her. But she managed to get all the way to the door and the deck beyond without making too much of a fool of herself. The urge to leap over the railing was making her itchy. Looking at the distance to the ground, she decided that she could do it. Running a little, she stretched out her body and soared through the air long enough to hit the grass beneath her.
“Bravo! That was amazing! You did it.” She felt like she’d won some sort of contest when Beck called down to her. “I got it on my phone. I couldn’t believe it when you just jumped. I think it took Rogen like a month before she got the hang of flying.”
It’s so amazing feeling this way. Like I