Well. At least, Alex finally got what he wanted. And now, he and his lion, belonged to her, till death do them part.
Chapter Six
Hah! Alex belonged to her now! Take that bitches!
Wait. Were she-cats considered bitches?
The lioness could tell that the skinny bitch wanted her mate, but she couldn’t get her claws into Maya’s man. Oh, nonono. Not after all that she’d endured since bedding Alex.
Maya’s lioness felt the urge to flick dirt over the frightened woman, and bury her the same way she’d bury bodily waste. But she wouldn’t. Regardless of the woman’s actions toward her man, Maya was now part of the pride. And she’d do her best to act like the prima she was. Yeah, sure, blah, blah, blah…and all that queenly stuff she’d no doubt have to do now. Though, one more snuggle and rub against Alex by that woman, and all bets would’ve been off. She’d go crouching lion, hidden biatch on the lioness’ ass. Grrr, roar, huff, and puff.
Maya, at the urging of her beast, lapped some more at the damage she’d done, slowed the bleeding on her mate’s shoulder. She growled against his skin, “Mine.”
“Yeah, baby. I am. As you are mine.”
She purred, relaxed, body getting hot with his affirmation. God, the taste of him on her tongue, his heat, it all coalesced, growing within, until she needed him. Just had to have him. Fuck, it felt as if she had a shit-ton of problems weighing heavy on her shoulders, but the cat rubbing from beneath her skin didn’t seem to give a damn. And the more her cat purred and pleaded, the more Maya found that her human side was nearly onboard with taking Alex to bed.
Maya nuzzled his neck, scented him, inhaled the unique smells of her mate. She licked him again, savoring the citrus and cinnamon flavor that burst across her taste buds. She repeated, “Mm…mine.”
Her pussy ached and grew damper by the second. Oh, yeah, she was totally onboard now…more than ready for some one-on-one time with her man. At this very moment in time it didn’t matter that they were practically strangers. So maybe Maya was quick to forgive, and even quicker to love, but truth be told, she hadn’t an ounce of anger left in her for the man she clung to—she was his prima and he was her prime.
Alex stroked her back. “I’m yours. Now, why don’t we quit putting on a show for the pride and take this upstairs.”
Ooh, that was the best idea he’d had all day. He must’ve read her mind.
Without a word she rolled to her feet and tugged him along, leading him toward the stairs, a hoarse laugh trailing behind them. Surprisingly, she easily recognized the source. Grayson. And there was even more laughing, presumably because his second wasn’t used to seeing the prime being led by a woman.
Halfway up the steps the lioness was over the damned laughing hyena… She whirled and bared her teeth at the crowd, a loud hiss escaping her lips. “Enough!”
Silence…
“Damn, baby, you just made my dick hard.”
Oh. Oh. She leaned back against him, rubbed her ass over his bulging erection.
“Come on, sweetheart, I have a feeling that Grayson’s done laughing.”
With a nod she resumed her climb, Alex trailing in her wake. She shoved the door open, jerked him inside, and then shut it behind them with a resounding slam, blanketing the two of them in darkness. The scent of their sex from the previous night still hung in the air, tugged and pulled at her inner cat, until every thought in Maya’s head revolved around either taking, or getting taken by, her mate.
Flicking on the light she worked to adjust her dilated pupils. When focused, her gaze took in the man who stood before her, just as gorgeous as the night before, wearing a skin-tight shirt and formfitting jeans, cloth outlining his muscles, causing saliva to gather in her mouth. I will not drool.
His amber eyes darkened as the seconds ticked by. She licked her lips, the she-cat inside remembering the taste of his blood. She consciously let her hands shift, nails lengthening and forming into deadly claws. But she didn’t have death on her mind. No, she zeroed in on his skin.
Maya took a step forward and he retreated. She took another, and once again, Alex stepped back. She stalked him, a delicate dance between new mates…
“Alex…” The lioness needed him to stop. Not wanted, but needed.
“Come along, mate.” He smirked at her, making a “come here” motion with his fingers.
Oh, how she’d love to have those skillful digits inside her again. Damn, the idea of being filled by him and rubbing her G-spot, sent a shiver of arousal shooting down her spine.
She playfully growled as he continued to move away from her, as more and more space separated them. The cat was getting tired of waiting, and wasn’t against using her newly acquired speed to her advantage. So, Maya shot forward and threw her weight into the pounce, forcing Alex to the ground with a heavy thud. Her body sprawled atop his—with her knees on either side of his hips—she now had her man exactly where she wanted him.
A motorboat-like purr filled her chest. “Maya…”
She nuzzled his neck, his scent filling her lungs, stoking her need. She ached to have her mate filling and pleasuring her, while they claimed each other once again. Yes, the bites were exchanged, but their mating ritual hadn’t exactly gone down the normal route. At least, that was what her lioness told her. And that it was high time they made it right.
She lapped at his neck, gathered his sweet-sweat taste on her tongue, flicked over the now-healing bite of his shoulder. A shudder wracked Alex’s body and Maya realized the wound must be his hotspot. Interesting.
Placing her hands on his chest she levered herself up until she sat up on his groin, the hard line of his cock nudging her from beneath. Oh, yes. With one hand she pulled at the center of his shirt, slicing down the front of it with a single claw, baring her mate’s upper torso to her gaze. Inch-by-inch the hard planes of his chest were revealed to her, and she found herself desperate for another taste. She wanted to bite and nibble every part of him, mark him from head-to-toe to warn others away from her mate.
“Maya,” he growled as he gripped her hips, pushing down as he ground his cloth-covered cock against her. “I’m trying to be patient, baby. But I’m hanging on by a thread. Please…please…can you just give me a little something?”
Oh, damn, she could certainly get used to his begging.
Most definitely.
With a wicked smile she rose to her feet, stared down at her man’s fierce gaze. With quick, efficient movements, she whipped her shirt off, and then used her claws to shred her new skirt and panties from her body. And though he seemed desperate to have her, Maya too, was just as needy as Alex.
She wasn’t sure where this newfound bravado was coming from, but she wasn’t going to second-guess herself now. And though she had curves upon luscious curves, Alex looked at her like she was a goddess he wanted to worship at the altar.
Maya tugged control from her cat, forced her hands to resume their human shape, then slid a single finger between her breasts, cupped the plump globe, kneaded the flesh and plucked and pinched her hardened nipple. The hint of a sting inched her arousal higher, causing her pussy to clench, tighten and release more of her musky scent into the air.
Alex licked his lips, staring at her like he was staring at his first plate of food after being rescued from a deserted island.
“Like what you see, huh, lion-o?”
He nodded slowly, his gaze transfixed on her bare breasts.
Maya stepped back some, feet still straddling him, until she could crouch over and reach the waist of his pants. She traced the line of his hard dick, the long shaft that was held captive within his jeans. Poor baby. She palmed his cock through his jeans, delighting as it throbbed and twitched in her hand.
“You ready for me, Alex?”
He growled, but didn’t utter a word.
She wasn’t sure she could keep the lioness back any longer. The damned bitch
wanted to wrench control away from her, and claim the lion properly.
All in good time.
With a flick of her fingers she popped the button on his jeans, and then tugged the zipper down, ever-so-slowly. More and more of his flesh was exposed to her, causing her mouth to water, just aching for a taste of his flesh.
She wanted him filling and stretching her needy pussy more than anything. Damn, it’d only been hours, but she desired to have him again. And again. And again.
Alex snarled from below and she stroked his rippling abdomen, petting and soothing him. “Soon, mate. Soon.”
He settled, but kept his narrowed eyes trained on her. She admired the level of control he exhibited. Her she-cat recognized Alex’s dominance, but also appreciated his passive behavior.
Hooking her fingers beneath the waist of his pants she stood and eased them down his legs, stopping only long enough to rid him of his shoes, before working to get him completely nude.
She then crawled over his bare body, rubbed and nuzzled her way along his legs, stopping when her face met his groin. His dick was hard for her, standing tall with a tiny droplet of pre-cum shining at the tip. Part of her, the horny cat slut side, wanted to lap at his cream. But the other part wanted him inside her pussy first.
Maya continued her travels along his body until her hips hovered over his, the tip of his dick teasing along her soaking slit, petting her with his spongy head, making her shudder on contact.
“Oh, Alex…” She really did purr—a vocal representation of absolute contentment.
“Maya, it better be soon…or you’re going to get fucked hard, whether you like it or not.” A thrill raced through her then, filling every inch and then some. But even her lioness recognized the “threat” in his aggressive words.
She reached beneath her, grasped his heated shaft and positioned his swollen crown at the entrance to her heat. With infinite care she lowered herself, let him fill and stretch her, touch her electrified nerves, inch-by-pleasurable-inch.
Alex slid his palms along her thighs, not rushing her, just touching and stroking her skin, making her hotter and hotter. Then, lower and lower she fell, as more and more of him spread her pussy wide, until her hips rested against his, her cunt throbbing and pulsing around his satisfying invasion.
Breathing heavy she leaned forward, changed the angle of penetration and caressed his chest with the palms of her hands, sifted her fingers through the downy fur that’d formed during her playful torture. Oh, her fierce lion was already nearing the edge.
Alex gripped her hips, fingers digging into her plump flesh, the pinpricks of pain telling her that his digits had become claws. Her she-cat purred and rolled onto her back from within, thrilled that she’d pushed her mate this far.
Deciding to give her lover some relief she raised her hips, heat dragging along his shaft, yanking a groan from inside his chest. Vibrations traveled along his cock, transferring to her, through her, intensifying her need to heights she’d never reached before.
“Fuck, Maya,” he hissed. The pain at her hips increased, and at the same time, the burning ache in her pussy caused her to clamp down hard on his dick. “Fuck me, sweet lioness.”
She giggled, smiling down at him. “That’s what I’m doing.”
Rising, her pussy lips reached the tip, then she quickly reversed course, taking him back into her hole again, nice and slow, feeling his length pushing on her walls as she slid all the way down. Then she moved back up and down again, repeating the rising and falling motion of her hips, her body loving each of his pleasure-filled invasions, all as her pussy released more of her juices, coating them both in her feminine glaze. She flexed her re-formed claws and pierced his skin, the scent of their blood misting the air.
God, the hint of his essence called to her cat, causing her canines to elongate, piercing her gums as they grew. And Maya increased the pace of her fucking, shuddering with every meeting of their hips, his pelvis hitting her clit just right, ratcheting her desire to feverish heights. Her pussy convulsed, twitched as it milked him, the tremors of her impending climax dancing wildly through her, faster and higher with each passing second.
Panting, she fucked quicker still, the sounds of their flesh meeting filling the room, mingling with their heavy pants. Alex used his grip to increase the force of her movements, slamming her down against him, his hips rising to meet her descending thrusts.
One of her hands abandoned his chest, moving to her breast to massage it, tugging on her nipple just hard enough to feel a pinch. Her pussy responded immediately, and her clit throbbed right along with the thunderous beating of her heart. She moaned, her gaze intent on Alex’s, imagining that the color of her eyes mirrored his fiery gold, their arousal a palpable presence in the room.
At some point Alex had stolen the control away from her, as he now held her hips steady, furiously pumping his cock into her from below, pounding her aching pussy while giving her the pleasure she so desperately craved.
“Yes, yes, yes…” She needed him, desired him like no other before, and her she-cat was readily in agreement.
The man loving her from below was hers. Hers. No other lioness would ever dare steal him away. If they cared for their lives…
“Come for me, kitten. Come on my cock and I’ll claim you again.”
She growled, the idea sending her excitement soaring, her orgasm running toward her, swift, like a lioness chasing her prey. She bared her teeth at Alex, answering him with the primal sound of her beast, annoyed by his order, regardless of the fact that she really did want to come. More than anything.
“Quit your bitching, she-cat, and come for me.” He growled and snarled at her, and the lioness inside accepted his dominance.
Maya panted and purred as her climax was nearly within reach, her lioness prowling inside, itching to be free. Seconds passed as her approaching orgasm abruptly brought her to the precipice, trying its damnedest to hurl her over the edge.
“Gonna come in your pussy as soon as you come for me, kitten. Do it… Claim me again my lovely she-cat. My beautiful lioness.”
With a fierce, explosive snarl and roar her pussy convulsed, until one spasm melted into the next, over and over again, faster and faster as she tiptoed on the edge. Her climax was so close. Right there, and yet…
Then, Alex shifted his hold, brought a finger to her clit and strummed the sensitive nub, the tip of his claw gently scraping against the bundle of nerves. And that was all it took, all she needed to find her release.
Her orgasm overtook her, slammed into her like a thousand explosions, a wild eruption that stole what was left of her control. So Maya let go, gave in, doing the only thing that would surely make her beast happy. She leaned forward, snarl on her lips, and she struck like lightening, sinking her teeth into her mate’s flesh in a flash, biting into his pec until his blood filled her mouth.
An answering shot of pain hit her like a sledgehammer, when Alex’s teeth sank deep into her shoulder, the bit of hurt intensifying her bliss tenfold. Wave after wave of rapture coalesced, exploding within the confines of her skin, her she-cat roaring as ecstasy filled her from head-to-toe. The bitch reveled in their renewed, proper claiming.
Before her orgasm fully receded the delightful sensations of her climax stole her breath away once more. She was a ball of feeling and need, pleasure like lava coursing through her fiery veins.
Distantly, she heard Alex give in to his own release, felt his dick pulse and throb within her quivering pussy, his hot cum coating her inner walls. The she-cat, her lioness, relished the idea of being filled with his cubs.
Alex stroked her back, gentling her as the tremors eased, and when she finally returned from the pleasure-filled haze, she realized her teeth were still firmly embedded in his chest.
With infinite care she slid her canines free and lapped at the broken skin, wincing when she saw the damage she’d caused. “Sorry.” Another lick
, a soft kiss, and she pushed herself up so she could better inspect the injury. “Really, really sorry.”
Alex, her mate, just smiled. Smug bastard. “I’m not. It’ll tell all those other females that I’m taken.”
She snorted and draped over him, snuggled as close as she could, savoring the fact that he was still inside her, still filling her, even as his cock softened. She raised her head, propped her chin on his chest. “So, what now?”
He wrapped his arms around her waist, held her even closer if that were possible. “Now… now you become my love slave, worship me forever, and give me lots of little Maya cubs to spoil.”
“Pft.” She blew a raspberry. “Keep dreaming, lion-o. How about, you become my love slave, worship me forever, and have all the little furballs I give ya?”
“A little difficult without the right equipment, no?”
“What-evah,” she grumbled. “Fine. Here’s my last offer. Yes to everlasting love, someday…just not quite yet, but hey, I’m your mate, right? We have all the time in the world, so there’s no rush. No to the slave or the worshipping, but the furballs are negotiable.”
He leaned forward and lightly brushed his lips across hers. “I’m lucky to have you, Maya. And Prima?
“Hm?”
“You are absolutely perfect, just the way you are.”
“Heh. You ain’t lyin’.”
The End
About the Author
Celia Kyle would like to rule the world and become a ninja. As a fall-back, she’s working on her writing career and giving readers stories that touch their hearts and *ahem* other places.
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