collarbones and kiss there, too, then lick my way down.
Her teats are large and prominent, her nipples a darker pink that draws my gaze. I have not paid much attention to her teats, but when she arches slightly as I near them, her hands moving over my shoulders, I wonder if she likes for them to be caressed. I run a thumb over one nipple and it tightens, even as her breath hitches.
Yes, I decide. It is another sensitive place. R'ven has so many of them. It makes me feel as if I am feasting at a banquet, one just for me. I take her nipple into my mouth, loving the sound she makes. I tease it with my tongue, sucking on the tip and then nipping at it before licking away the scrape. She loves this, letting me know with little noises of pleasure, her hands in my mane as she holds me to her teats. I love the way her skin flushes from my ministrations, and when one nipple is taut and pointing, I move over to the other to give it the same attention. The smell of my seed is here, and it fills me with pleasure to smell myself all over her skin even as I claim her for myself again.
By the time I lift my head, she is squirming underneath me, panting with arousal. Her cunt's perfume fills the hut, and I know she is wet for me again. I can smell it, and it is calling my name. "I want to put my mouth on you again," I tell her.
But she shakes her head. "I want you inside me," she tells me as she rocks her hips against the thigh I have between her legs. "Need you to fill me so deep, U'dron."
I groan, running a hand over her hip and caressing one of the soft round globes of her bottom. "Yes?"
"Oh yes." She wiggles her hips under my grasp. "Not to be too cliché, but I'm aching and I need you to fill me up."
I do not understand much of that, but “fill me up” I understand all too well. I fight a sudden surge of nervousness as she moves under me, onto her back, her legs going around my waist. I have never done this before. R'ven has. What if I do not please her? What if I do it wrong and she hates it, like A'tam and his female? Then I will lose her—
"Hey," R'ven says, reaching up to brush her fingers over my cheek fur. Her gaze is worried. "Do you not want this?"
"I…do not want to do it wrong," I admit. "I do not want you to hate me like B'shit hates A'tam."
She smiles up at me. "The fact that you asked already puts you leagues ahead of A'tam. I'll let you know if you do something that doesn't feel good, I promise. And if you do, we'll try something else until we both enjoy it. We just need to talk to each other." Her fingers move over my lips. "You've made me feel good so far, right? This will be no different."
Her confidence in me makes my heart surge. I kiss her again, rocking my cock against her cunt. The motion feels astonishingly good, and she moans, her eyes closing, so I do it again. And again. I work my cock through her slick channel, rubbing up and down her folds.
"Oh god, I love your cock," she breathes. Her eyes are closed and she holds onto my hips, her face taut with pleasure. "I love how big it is. Love those ridges. Love the way you move it."
I growl low, her words making me feel as if I can do anything. I rub my length through her folds again, until my cock is slick from her body. "I am going to put it inside you now."
She giggles, blinking up at me. "Should I say thank you?"
"If you like." I gaze down at her cunt, spread and pretty and gleaming with wetness. Her skin is flushed here, too, and with her legs locked around my hips, she is wide open for me to take her. I cannot resist running my fingers over her pink folds, and she moans, her body jerking when I rub a finger over her clit. Her teats bounce enticingly, and I do it again, because I want to see them move.
"Fuck." She squirms against my hand. "You're such a tease. Cruel man."
"It does not sound