Her eyes dance between mine as she lifts her lips. I keep my head still, wondering if she’ll come to her senses before they connect. But as her mouth rises to mine and our tongues begin to touch, it happens.
What always happens when a Cat has found its mate.
My purr turns into a caterwaul.
Her back falls to the bed, and her sighs are replaced with the same sound. Her eyes are dilating, and her hands can’t stop touching me. Smoothing over me. Tugging at me. Her legs are wrapping around me, and her head is nuzzling underneath my chin. Her scent is overwhelming, and I can feel every hair on my back stand on end.
She’s voluntarily going into heat, and I know I won’t be able to contain myself.
My hands trickle underneath her clothes, feeling her electric skin at my fingertips. I lap at her skin, licking and sucking my way down her neck. Slowly, her clothes come off. I slide them from her skin as she brushes her entire body against me. Her breasts. Her cheek. Her thighs and her arms. Rubbing herself all over me in an attempt to coat me in her blissful perfume.
I lap at her engorged nipples and take in the beauty of her milky skin. Her hands are delicate in the way they strip my clothes off. The way they rush down my back and spark a heat in my gut. Her scent is growing. Morphing. Changing from the strong garlic odor we’ve come to associate with her into a sweet, delicate, almost floral scent. Her legs part for me and her womanly scent hits my nostrils, sending me into a frenzy.
This is happening.
There’s no looking back.
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I dip down, our fingers lacing together, and I taste her. I’m overcome with a need to have her. To swallow her whole in the midst of her heat. She’s wailing out into the room the feline Cat song of mating. A sound that is music to my ears as I lick her clit. I suck, and I swallow, and I wail my own sound into her pussy. Her thighs are clenching around me, her milky arousal melting on the tip of my tongue.
Clarissa is more beautiful than I could’ve ever imagined.
I can feel her approaching her end, and I know what’s coming. I brace for it. Welcome it. Smile as I feel her bucking against my lips. Her hips are undulating like the rolling waves of the crashing sea. A water I can tolerate. A water I can bathe in.
Water I can love.
I press my tongue into her clit and her back arches from the mattress. Her juices spray from her body, marking me as her own territory. I feel my cock growing. I feel it begging to be inside of her. Her scent clouds my vision as I pull myself up her body, thrusting my lips upon hers.
She’s all too eager to taste herself on my lips as I slide myself into her wet heat.
She shivers with me, her hands sliding up and down my back. Our bodies roll as one as our wails sync up their tunes. A harmonizing chord pulsing to the rhythm of our beating hearts. I’m drenched in her. I can feel her fluids dripping down my neck. I lap at her skin and nibble at her collarbone. My tongue darts out and drags her earlobe between my teeth. Her purrs are getting louder, and her caterwauling is filling the room, and I can hear the guys at the end of the hallway calling out for her.
But she isn’t deterred.
Neither of us are.
She wraps her legs around me as my knees dig into the mattress. She’s rolling into me, her pussy swallowing me down. My cock is throbbing. Leaking against her fluttering walls as her hands fall out to the side. I slide my palms down her arms and lace our fingers together, pinning her to the bed as I thrust faster.
Pound harder.
Wail louder into the room.
Our bleeding chorus of love becomes whining passions of lust. I’m slamming into her and feeling her jump for me. Her beautiful bosom rocketing against my chest and her fingers curling into my hands. I cover my mouth with hers, swallowing her desperate cries as our tongues battle for dominance. She has me trapped. Trapped between her legs and her body. The place I’ve wanted to be for weeks.
For months.
For my entire life, even before I knew her.
I feel her pussy throbbing around me. I feel her ready to spray me again. To mark the rest of my body as her territory for when she needs me. And I open myself to her. Give myself over to her freely and without abandon. My hips begin to stutter as my cock dips within her, and soon her pussy is clamping down on me with a vice grip that leaves me breathless.
I squeeze down onto her hands as her pussy milks me for all I have. Hot threads of cum fill her caverns as I kiss down her neck. Lick at her skin. Shake against her body. She’s trembling. Her pussy is spraying me with a scent that will fill my nostrils for weeks to come. It’s the most perfect scent on the planet, and I lose myself in it.
I nuzzle my nose against her neck before I lick at her carotid. Stroking her pulse until it begins to settle and her body finally releases me.
I’m at her mercy, and I’ll stay that way until the day I die.
Her hands finally release me, and I’m able to slide from between her legs. I collapse on top of her, and I can feel her hands running up and down my back. Still unable to stop rubbing me. I lift my head up long enough to capture her lips. To give her one last taste of what the two of us do on the tip of her tongue.