Capítulo 18: Chapter 18

"Tu es une ange, c'est vrai."

She had no idea what he'd said, but it sounded so sexy in that deep gravelly voice that just the sound of it made her pussy clench and quiver. She couldn't believe she was getting wet again, but the salty dark taste of his skin was the strongest aphrodisiac she'd ever encountered. She licked her way up his leg, loving the play of his smooth skin over hard muscle. When she got to his hip she made one more detour before moving on to his sex.

He had a tail.

How cool was that? And when she'd touched it before, she could tell it turned him on. So now she feathered her fingers over his thighs to where the long sinuous tail lay tucked between his legs. She picked it up in both hands and reveled in the groan that escaped from his lips.

Strong muscle formed a long slender rope, just about exactly the length of his legs. It was as thick as her wrist and ended in a blunted arrowhead tip that hung between his ankles when he stood. Like his wings, the skin was darker than the rest of his body, with a sturdy leathery texture, still smooth and supple but stronger than regular skin. Katie stroked her hands down the length of it, then slurped the point into her mouth.

"Katie!" His cry was hoarse and shrill. Experimenting, she sucked the end of his tail as if it were his cock, licking just beneath the ridge then taking it deep into her throat.

She loved the way she made him lose control but now she wanted his cock. With one last wet kiss, she released his tail and shifted her body till she knelt between his legs, her face level with his hips. The tail wound around her waist holding her close.

"I love you Damien." She hadn't meant to say it, not again, not so soon. But the words came of their own volition as she bent to taste the dark plum shaped head that rose up on a long shaft from a mat of coarse black hair. She licked up the milky droplet that had already beaded at the slit, then dipped her tongue inside, searching for more. His taste was bitter but rich with a strong earthy flavor and Katie wanted nothing more than to swallow him whole.

Instead she used her tongue to follow the shape of him, first circling around the underside of the broad flared head, then down the long length of the thick vein that ridged his shaft. He was longer now and thicker. She wrapped the fingers of both hands around him, but they didn't come close to meeting in the back. Even her two hands together barely covered half his length. She should be terrified at the thought of having that pole stuffed inside her, but just thinking about it made her clench her thighs and squirm. As soon as she was done going down on him, she was going to climb on top and ride him till she passed out from the pleasure.

She cupped his heavy balls in her hands. They were full and taut, drawn close to his body. She nuzzled at them, rubbing with her cheeks and lips, then opened her mouth and drew them in, one at a time. His cock flexed and jerked into the air as if begging for her attention. So she gave his sac one last lick and nibbled her way up his shaft. When she reached the head, she drew it into her mouth all the way to the back of her throat. One hand wrapped around his shaft and stroked while the other wandered downward. She fingered the sensitive skin between the root of his cock and his anus, then swirled around the puckered hole and popped just a tiny bit inside.

He bellowed her name and came, his hot semen shooting forcefully into her mouth and down her throat. She took him deep, swallowing hard, stroking him with tongue and hands while he poured himself over and over into her waiting mouth.

When he was finished, she licked him clean then crawled up his chest sitting astride his hips. "Fuck me, Damien. Please."

"Goddess, Katie, I don't want to hurt you." She felt him twitching, his still hard cock nudging her hungry pussy.

"You won't. Not unless you tell me no." She bent her head and kissed him, letting him taste his own cum on her lips. The fangs didn't bother her in the least, she flicked at them with her tongue. She could taste herself on him too and the combination almost made her come. She wriggled, trying to position his cock where she needed it.

"Be careful, ma petite." He used one hand to adjust the angle of his erection, then held himself still while she slowly eased downward, impaling herself on his rigid staff. "Please don't let me cause you pain."

"It's fine." Better than fine. She sank down till her pelvis rested on his. She was stuffed fuller than she'd ever been. There was some discomfort from the stretching, but it paled in contrast to the overwhelming pleasure.

Once her body had adjusted, she started to move - just a gentle rocking back and forth. The friction was incredible and before long, she was moving faster, relishing every slide of skin along skin. Damien held himself still, letting her set the pace. His beloved face - different but still uniquely his - was racked with the same mix of agony and ecstasy that probably showed on her own.

"Our bodies were made for each other, Damien," she whispered. Her fingers dug into the solid mass of his upper arms as she rode him. "You could never hurt me."

"I hope you're right." His last word was barely a gasp. They were both too far gone to speak any more. He groaned and started bucking his hips to meet hers. He palmed the cheeks of her ass and held her tight without using his fingers or claws. They writhed together reaching for that final peak, higher and scarier than any Katie had climbed before.

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