The Bond (3 page)

“I’ve waited so long to touch your
body. We’ve both waited too long to take what’s rightfully ours.”

“You’re right, we have.” Climbing
onto his lap, she reversed their roles.

Her moist heat sat on his stomach
as she bent down to torture him. Her nose nuzzled against his neck as she
breathed him in. Their kind was attracted to scents, which added to their bond.
Slender fingers buried in his long strands of hair. The nails raking against
his scalp intended to cause him pleasure even with that bit of pain. Sanura’s
tongue darted out to brush across his carotid artery, and he bucked against
her, grabbing her to try to flip her back to her back. This earned a chuckle
from her.

“Someone’s impatient; I know I’m
one up on you. We should remedy that, and I promise we will soon.”

As werecats, their senses were
heightened so taking away one boosted the others tenfold. His hips lifted to
come in contact with her weeping slit, and she lifted into the air, a sly smirk
on her face.

“Uh uh.” She moved down his chest.
“No, no, no,” she chided, lifting her hips higher as she rained kisses over
down the column of his throat to nip at the tender spot where it met his
shoulders.

She continued her playful love
bites down his chest to his abs, stopping with her face just shy of his raging
hard on. His slit was swollen and oozing pre-cum. She could smell the salt and
feel its warmth as it dripped down the head of his cock onto her fingers as she
gripped him. She blew her breath over his heated flesh and once again she could
feel him twitch.

“I’d really like to taste you, because
you smell delicious, but if I start I won’t be able to stop until your cum is
running down the back of my throat.” She slid her hands down to grip him at his
base.

“That’s a big cock you have, Papi.
I want to feel if between my tits,” she said, stroking him with long sure
strokes as his breath came in pants.

“Would you like that, Papi? Like
to fuck my tits?”

“Yes.”

She spit on his dick to add
moisture, bending forward to sandwich his cock between her soft mounds. He
growled.

“On second thought, how about I
lie down so I can suck your cock while you fuck my tits.”

Her breath left her as he used his
speed to place her onto the center of the bed with him kneeling over her.

He placed his cock between the
valley of her breast, moaning when she spat on him and pressed them close
together.

“You like the way my tits feel,
don’t you, Papi?”

“Yes.”

“Then get to it,” she taunted. As
he thrust forward she leaned her head down and held her tongue out so that with
each movement up he came in contact with her hot, wet tongue. She alternated
between licking him and letting the head of his cock fuck her mouth as he
thrust.

“Fuck, you feel so good, baby.”

“You taste good, Papi. I bet your
cum will be like nectar in my mouth.”

Her words seemed to spur him on,
and he moved faster as she sucked him down, making him cry out when she began
to hum. Pride filled her.
I’m doing that
to him.
There was no shyness here. She’d waited too long and grown too
needy. She wanted to mark him physically and mentally. Show him she was the
only woman he’d ever need.

“Shit, querida, I’m going to
come.”

“I want it in my mouth,” she
whispered as he thrust between her mounds one last time before she swallowed
him down, slurping his cum as he emptied into her mouth, releasing a primal
cry.

“Mmh, that’s what you would call
delicioso,” she teased as he held her body flat against his own. He lay back
against the pillows, and she followed him, turning so that she was facing away
from him. She’d allow him to catch his breath and then it would be on once
more. The fire within her wasn’t by any means appeased, and from the feel of
him, his fire wasn’t even close to extinguishing.

****

His shaft hardened against her
round ass. Their mingling scents filled his nostrils. He wanted to come inside
her. Stir it around inside her walls until she came again the way he’d always
dreamed. From the time she’d blossomed at sixteen she’d been a recurring star
of his fantasies. She thought he hadn’t noticed, but he had.

Sanura had always been his end
game. He just wanted to give her time to grow up and be prepared for everything
he needed from her. A grown man’s desires didn’t mix with a young girl’s first
discovery. So, even though it’d killed him he kept it moving and bided his
time. His need to mark her every way possible should be disturbing, but it
wasn’t. The overdrive of need that flowed through her body was contagious.

“I have more I think you’ll enjoy,
querida.” He placed a hand on her neck, tilting her head back to devour her
lips. Rafael dipped his tongue inside, tasting the remnants of his salty
sweetness. Their tongues dueled as he explored every nuance of her moist
cavern.

“You taste like peaches,” he
whispered, as he slid his hardness between her folds.

“Mmm, I taste like peaches and
your cum.” He watched the grin spread over her beautiful face.

Her back arched as her arms came
up around his neck. Her full hips undulated against him as he reached around to
circle her bud.

“So wet, you’re ready for me,
aren’t you?”

“Yes,” she purred. The vibration
in her chest stoked his ego.

“You’re such a good little cat. I
think I’ll call you kitten,” he said.

A powerful surge forward buried
him to the hilt inside her tight passage. His pace was slow and steady as he
filled every inch of her channel. Each stroke went deeper until he was brushing
her cervix, causing her to scream out with pleasure. His strength would’ve
broken the pelvis in a human, a fact he’d learned firsthand in his youth. The
traumatic experience had turned his life upside down and put him off sex with non-supers
for good. Sweat beaded on his brow as he continued his steady pace.

His entire world was narrowed down
to his thumb on her clit and how deep he could bury himself inside her. Her leg
wound around his calf as she lifted herself up to thrust back, giving as good
as she got. The sound of her gasps of pleasure was music to his ears. As many
times as he’d imagined this he had never thought it would actually come true.
Her walls clamped down around him like a vise grip as her body began to quake.
He gritted his teeth, holding back his orgasm just long enough for her to
explode around him before he followed.

Chapter Three

For several moments they shuddered
against each other, the harsh sound of their breathing the only sound in the
room. There was a tap at the door. She groaned, attempted to sit up and gasped
as she collapsed back onto the bed.
Now
that is the sound of a woman replete with satisfaction
. He kissed her
shoulder, pulling from her with a moan of his own as he rolled from the bed,
leaving her there in the center.

“Don’t worry, kitten. It’s
something I requested. Just lie there looking gorgeous.”

She sprawled across the bed. He
made his way to the bathroom with cat-like grace, grabbing a towel and placing
it around his waist and tucking it so it stayed. Opening the room door, he
found a cart that held what he had asked for, wheeled it in, and shut the door
behind him with a soft click.

His eyes targeted her on the bed,
and he found her still in the same position. They’d yet to use even a fraction
of either of their stamina, and he had no plans of ending things soon. The
planning could wait. This moment belonged to them. After all they’d done to
keep everyone safe they deserved it. He pushed the cart next to the bed and
shot back into the bathroom, cleansing himself with a bit of soap and water.
Tossing his cloth into a hamper, he grabbed one for her. Returning to her with
quick strides, he knelt beside her on the bed and placed the warm cloth between
her legs, cleaning her with gentle strokes.

Her back arched, her body moved
toward the cloth, and she cried out. She was ready again, but he wanted to keep
her on edge. She reached for him, but he dodged easily and moved from the bed
chuckling.
 
“Not yet, kitten, but soon.
This time you get to indulge me.”

“Ah, Papi. We only have one night.
Why do we need to wait?” She huffed.

 
“I promise you it’ll be worth it.” He spoke
over his shoulder as he headed to the bathroom to get rid of the soiled cloth.
Back at her side, he settled on to the bed, removed the silver top that hid the
chocolate-covered strawberries and chilled champagne.

“Ahh, just as I requested.”
Grabbing a strawberry he placed it at her lips. Using her senses to guide her
she opened her luscious lips wide and accepted the plump, red, berry. Sharp,
even teeth sank in, and juice welled up around the berry. Then he watched as
she chewed slowly and then swallowed.

“See now, wasn’t this worth
waiting for, querida?”

“It was perfect. I love
strawberries and chocolate. Having both of them together is just divine.”

He removed the fruit from her lips
and leaned in to lick the chocolate staining her lips. “I figured you could use
some sustenance for our next bit of fun.”

She chuckled and opened her mouth
for another bite. Of course, he obliged her, and then repeated the lick to her
bottom lip, which had been smudged with the melting chocolate. He then ate the
last bit of the strawberry, running his chocolate-coated fingers over her lips
and groaning as she leaned up to suck the creamy mixture off.

“Ah, that is the spirit, querida.
We both get what we want this way.”

He grabbed another strawberry,
watching her for a moment as her breathing went up a notch. He placed it at her
lips, stroking it across her bottom lip in a teasing manner then trailed it
down her throat and across her breasts. He watched with pleasure as her body
arched and she gave a soft mewl.

“Oh Papi, you’re a tease.”

“Kitten, you don’t know the half
of it.”

Leaning in he licked her nipple,
laved it with his tongue, and sucked it into his mouth. Tired of playing nice
he released her and bit down. She jerked off the bed, a husky purr rumbling in
her chest. He rose, covered her mouth, mashing their lips together and
thrusting his tongue into her mouth.

Their tongues dueled, battling for
dominance. He pulled back to suck down air before nipping her bottom lip.
Plucking another strawberry from the tray as their mouths mated, he pressed a
strawberry to her slit, rubbing it there as he moved down to focus on her neck.
A sharp intake of breath escaped; her head fell back, and her legs parted.

“Like that, kitten?”

“Shit, Papi. You know I do.”

Her hips rocked against his hand,
and her lips parted around the strawberry. He looked down her body; the fruit
glistened with her juices and chocolate.

 
“Lie back, kitten. It’s my turn to feast.”

He popped the berry into his
mouth, savoring the bittersweet blend of her juices and the sweet berry. In
need of more of her flavor he moved down her body, buried his face between her
thighs, and lapped at her clit roughly, like a cat drinking cream.

Her fingers clutched long hair,
tugged the strands tight. His cock twitched. She was just as into this as he.
His stiff tongue drove deep as he explored her walls. The small whimpers told
him he was hitting all the right spots.

He thrust two fingers into her
tightness, using his thumb to stroke against the star at her ass. Even here she
was soaked by the juices dripping down from her pussy. She hissed like the cat
she was. With a gentle press of his thumb he entered her. He wiggled, and her
ass sucked his digit deeper. Moaning he lifted his head, fascinated by the way
his fingers disappeared inside her. This was his pussy, and by the end of the
night she’d know it. She took to his rhythm with gusto, pushing into his fingers
with exuberance. Her hands traveled to her breasts, and her slender fingers
pulled and plucked her nipples.

 
“Ah yes, kitten. Come. Let me feel your body
shake with the need only I can arouse in you.”

Eyes closed, she nodded
rapidly.
 
“Yes ... oh ... yes!” She
screamed as her body bucked hard against his fingers.

So strong, if I’d been a human there would’ve been some damage.
 
“That’s it, querida, hard and fast. Take everything you wish from me. “

Falling back onto the bed, she
wilted like a flower. He removed his fingers and headed to the bathroom to fill
the tub with nice warm water.

****

Propped up on the pillows, she
arched her eyebrow upward when she heard the sound of running water. Had he
actually left her alone while he took a bath? Rafael had a lot of tricks up his
sleeve. He knew his way around the female form, and if the strawberries and
chocolate were any indication he had a romantic streak most women dreamed
about. Surprising considering how often he changed girlfriends back in the day.
Her attention was drawn back to the present as his footfalls came toward her.