Chapter 6

Chapter Six

Addison

I guess it must have something to do with all the buildup but the moment Nathanial's mouth is on my pussy, I'm right on the edge of orgasm. It's just overpowering in the way it seems like every experience with this man is overpowering. Of course, the fact that this is my very first time on the receiving end of oral sex impacts me here. I'm twenty-two years old and, while not promiscuous, pretty accomplished sexually, I think. I guess I just never expected to experience something new. I just experience better or lesser versions of things I've already done.

It's all because of this man. He's perfect.

Look, I know what you're probably thinking. I also suspect that you're probably right. Let me break it down for you. I was rescued by a very attractive man who also happens to be a shifter. He saved all of the kids in my care and he saved me. My natural inclination is to recognize my own mortality and seek to be close to the protector who already proved he can keep me safe. I'm willing to believe that's what's motivating me. I'm willing to accept that it's more than just a little likely.

That could definitely account for me being emotionally happy at the moment but let me tell you that there is an objective physical impact to what he does! That tongue at my pussy feels objectively good. There's no room for argument there. His tongue is wiggling but there's no wiggle room for how it feels. All right, that was pretty stupid in the wordplay department but I'm sure you get the point I'm trying to make. Even if I'm attracted to him and behaving more promiscuously because he saved my life, the cunnilingus is objectively good. That's an objective fact. Maybe I'm ready to make things seem a little better than they are but I can tell you there's no human being on earth with enough imagination to come up with how good this feels in reality!

I realize that I sound completely over the top here. I get that. I can't change that it really feels this way. What his tongue does is, in really plain language, fucking fantastic! As he slides up and down my slit, I feel little lightning bolts of excitement shooting over my body. When the tip of his tongue probes and flicks between my inner and outer labia— fuck, that sounds so clinical! —it shocks me with how powerfully my body responds.

I haven't felt pleasure like this before. I mean, it feels incredible but I'm not cumming. It's like this is as good as it can get without an orgasm. Actually, I think it's fair to say that how I feel right now is better than I've felt with a great many orgasms in the past. In fact, it's probably better than most orgasms. I guess I?—

"Nathanial! Nathanial!" I shout as he suddenly thrusts his tongue into me. It's utterly shocking, completely beyond anything in my past. How many times am I going to point out that things are new to me? Hell, I don't know. All I know is that having a tongue wriggling about inside of me gives me just enough penetration to make me desperately need more. It gives me just as much stimulation to make me desperately need more.

It makes me so desperate.

And it feels so good!

I want to beg for more but I only manage some keening moans. See, the bottom line is that I don't even know what to beg for. This feels wonderful. I desperately need more. I not only need to find the ability to speak but I need to figure out what to say! I can't, though, because?—

"Nathanial!" I cry and my whole body tenses up because he licks upward, pulling his tongue from inside me and then closing his lips over my hooded little button. When his lips encircle my clit and he moves his tongue, it's like my world ends, starts up again, ends, starts up again, ends, and starts again.

Have you ever had sex with a shifter?

No?

Then stop judging me for not being able to describe this. For the love of all that's good and holy, it just completely overwhelms me. I think I last about four or five seconds from the time he moves to my clit before I'm crying out in a hoarse voice, "I'm cumming! Nathanial… fuck… I'm… fuck me!"

And he does.

He moves up and I feel that enormous thing stretching me. I scream when Nathanial's cock slips into my pussy. At least, I try to. My breath is just gone. I can't really describe the impact of this thrust. It just overpowers me. I know that seems like an over-the-top way to describe it but I really can't help myself. That's how it feels, and it's really incredible. It's intense and overwhelming.

I'm willing to say I have never felt this kind of sexual intensity before without actually cumming. It's like this moment enlightens me, opens my eyes to a new world of understanding when it comes to my body and what it can experience. I know this must sound really crazy but it's how it really feels to me. I'm overcome, just totally overcome.

It's literally a breathtaking experience. It's a beautiful experience, too. It's fair to say that it's the most beautiful experience of my life. Okay, I'm back to being over the top. Fine. Please refer to what I said earlier about your experience with shifters, okay?

My bear shifter fucks me like he owns me.

Actually, he's surprisingly tender with me. I think his size and his raw power just make it seem like he's fucking me like he owns me. His cock stretches me so his slow thrusts seem like they're moving rapidly and forcefully. The fact that he's so tall and muscular, like some kind of an animalistic god, adds an element of danger to things, and that makes it seem like he owns me, too.

But his lips brush over my neck and my ears. He kisses my lips gently. I can taste myself in his mouth, which makes for a damned erotic experience. I move against him automatically, unable to really control myself at all. I can't tell you that I get out of my head because, of course, I never do. I'm still me. I can tell you, though, that what's going on in my head is pretty irrelevant. My body moves how it wants to move. I respond to Nathanial without any thought.

Aw Hell, I'm being totally dramatic. Let me try it this way.

He goes down on me and delivers the best orgasm of my life. Then he's inside of me and the orgasm just keeps going while I feel more and more overwhelmed by it.

All right. See that? I can be clear and concise when I try. Let me add one more thing so you can understand how powerful all of this is to me. I'm so completely overwhelmed that when Nathanial cums, I'm relieved. I'm relieved because I'm pretty sure I wouldn't be able to take any more.

That doesn't keep me from clinging tightly to him and begging, "Stay inside of me. Stay inside. Don't pull out yet. Don't pull out yet," as though if I were empty, it would be an enormous crisis.