Tazhr

TAZHR

The smell of her desire flooded my senses, my inner beast snarling in triumph, threatening to shatter what little control remained.

Not yet, I told the darkness. I would take her slowly, savor each gasp and moan torn from her pretty lips. Only once she was truly mad with need would I allow us that ultimate joining.

I lifted her effortlessly, laying her across the rumpled bedding. Caging her smaller body beneath mine, I claimed her mouth again fiercely. Emma responded beautifully, writhing and panting into the kiss, small hands clutching my back to pull me closer.

When I finally released her swollen lips to trail kisses down her delicate throat, she moaned in protest. The sound sent hot lust spiking through me. I wanted to hear more of those sweet cries.

"Patience, my treasure," I purred, continuing the path down her heaving chest. Emma strained up encouragingly as I traced the outside curve of one breast with my tongue. Her breathy sighs urged me on until I finally captured a taut nipple between my lips.

Her answering whimper of need was the sweetest music. I lavished the bud with firm strokes and flicks until Emma arched desperately into my mouth, wordlessly pleading for more.

"Please, Tazhr!" she finally sobbed when I would not yet relent. "I'm burning up, I need you!"

Hearing her beg so prettily for me tested my restraint. With a rumbling growl, I turned my attention to her other breast, licking and sucking until she thrashed mindlessly beneath me. Only then did I begin kissing lower, down across her quivering belly.

I draped her trembling thighs over my shoulders, breathing deep of her scent at the source. Emma's whole body tensed in anticipation, legs wantonly spread to grant me access.

With one long slow lick through her slick folds, I feasted on her dewy center in earnest. Her flavor was exquisite, addictive, and I lapped hungrily at every drop of nectar from that honeyed flower.

My name on her lips became a rising litany of ecstasy as I brought her swiftly to a first shattering peak under my mouth and fingers. I did not relent until a second climax overtook her, back arching taut as a drawn bowstring in euphoria.

Only when she collapsed limp and spent did I rise over her again, aching erection poised at her entrance. With infinite care, I slid into her velvet depths, hissing at the scalding perfection as her sheath rippled around me.

Emma's eyes flew open wide, lips forming a shocked ‘O' at the sensual invasion. I held myself still through sheer force of will, letting her adjust to my considerable girth.

At her eager nod, I moved, withdrawing part way before sliding home once more. Each deliberate stroke stretched and molded her tight channel to fit me flawlessly.

Gradually, I increased the depth and force, driven by Emma's husky encouragement. "Yes, more, please Tazhr, I need all of you!"

With a snarling roar, the last of my restraint shattered. I drove into her powerfully, claiming her with each pounding thrust. Emma's nails raked down my back, urging me on feverishly even as her walls clenched and spasmed around my plunging length.

Our gazes locked, bodies joined to the hilt. Emma's lips parted, exposing the vulnerable arch of her throat in total surrender. I should take her, claim her now, make her my mate forever.

Then I froze. Not yet. Not until the shadow of Conii's treachery was burned away.

And for now, I unleashed myself upon her delicate body, wringing every possible ounce of ecstasy from our joining.

By the time bliss finally shattered us both, Emma sobbed my name deliriously, clinging to me like I was the only solid thing left in her world. Her exhausted fulfillment was proof enough of my mastery over her pleasure.

As she drifted into sated slumber still enfolded in my arms, I pressed a fierce kiss to her brow.

I held Emma's sleeping form against me, her cheek nestled to my chest as she drifted in sated exhaustion. The sweet relief of finally joining with her was tempered by the ragged edges of my lingering hunger. I restrained the beast's urge to fully claim her, but its demands could not be denied forever.

For now, I simply reveled in the feel of her soft warmth meshed with mine. My claws traced delicate patterns on the smooth skin of her back and shoulders, releasing tension even as I memorized every dip and curve.

She was perfection incarnate. I would lavish her with all the passion she inspired, worship her with my body as was her due.

Stirring slowly, Emma blinked up at me with a sleepy, satiated smile. "Mmm...how long was I out?" she murmured, arching into my caresses like a contented cat.

"Only a few minutes, my treasure," I assured, rewarded with a pleased flush at the endearment. "It seems I rather exhausted you for a time."

Her still-flushed cheeks darkened further at the reminder of our vigorous lovemaking. My cock stirred at this evidence of pleasuring her well, leaving her deliciously wanton and willing.

To banish any lingering soreness, I massaged her body, kneading gently at first then more firmly until she was groaning in bliss. Focusing my efforts lower, I slid two fingers into her slick channel, finding her still soaked from our earlier release.

"Oh, Tazhr..." Emma gasped and arched into my hand's rhythm. Her nails clawed at my back, reigniting the primal need.

I rolled atop her, caging her in my arms as I settled between her thighs again. She welcomed me eagerly, legs clasping around my hips, drawing me into her molten depths.

Her pussy gripped me like liquid silk, so perfect, I had to pause just to regain a shred of control. Emma was having none of it, undulating her hips impatiently until I growled and drove into her.

"Yes, just like that!" she cried, spurring me to increase the force. I claimed her mouth, swallowing her rapturous moans as our bodies came together again and again.

By the time Emma peaked with a wailing cry, any scrap of restraint was long incinerated. I rutted into her with feral abandon, focused only on reaching that blissful crescendo.

Her climax milked my own from me with shuddering force. I sank my fangs into the pillow to muffle my roars, imagining it was the tender flesh of her neck pierced instead.

As sanity returned, I tenderly stroked Emma's disheveled hair back from her face. Her half-lidded eyes and replete smile told me she was thoroughly satisfied.

"Incredible," she sighed, nuzzling into me. "I can't get enough of you, Tazhr." Her hand drifted teasingly down my abdomen, finding me still semi-hard against her thigh.

I captured her wandering fingers, bringing them to my lips with a groan. "Careful, my heart. You may unleash the beast's hunger again."

Emma's eyes took on a challenging glint. "Maybe I want him unleashed," she purred.

With a playful growl, I pounced, rolling until Emma sat astride me. Gripping her hips, I guided her to take me inside once more. Her head fell back on a breathy moan as she sank down my length.

"Ride," I commanded, needing to see her lose all control in ecstasy atop me. Emma obeyed eagerly, undulating and grinding her hips, finding a rhythm that soon had her mewling in bliss.

I thrust up hard to meet each roll of her pelvis, driving impossibly deep at this angle. Her breasts bounced enticingly with every impact and I craned up to capture a taut peak between my lips.

Emma cried out, inner walls squeezing my cock deliciously at the added sensation. I was determined to push her over the edge again while spending myself inside her molten depths.

She was mine.

And I would never let her go.