Page 24 of B is for Beast of Dean

He sucked at me, every pull feeling like a stroke between my legs. When he finally shifted back to look at me, his eyes were nearly black with desire. I barely had time to inhale before he turned his attention to my other breast. I gripped his shoulders, moaning for more.

"Heath," I gasped, my hands tangling in the coarse hair at the nape of his neck. "I need... I want..."

He pulled off my nipple with a hard suck and crawled over me, nudging under my chin. I rolled fully onto my back, sprawling to give him free access to my body. I wanted him everywhere. His tusks grazed the underside of my jaw as he licked at my throat and collarbones. His hand between my shoulder blades pulled me into his kisses.

I felt overwhelmed, burning hot. His mouth fastened over mine and I opened my mouth eagerly. His wide tongue swept between my lips and he rumbled in pleasure.

“You are so sweet, My Love,” he murmured.

“Y-you, too,” I gasped.

He chuckled. His hands stroked down my body, long, thick fingers grasping my thighs. I moaned as his coarse fur rasped across my nipples and down my belly until he settled on his elbows between my thighs. I heard him inhale and my face flamed.

“What are you doing?” I whispered.

His clawed fingers slid up my inner thighs. “Tasting you,” he said.

Before I could question it, he spread my folds and licked. I jerked partially upright as pleasure exploded through me.

“Heath!” I gasped.

The intensity made my thighs tense. I gripped the blankets with both hands, struggling to stay still. My hips seemed to have a mind of their own. I could not stop squirming, grinding my slick folds against his flicking tongue. Wet, filthy sounds filled our small home, even louder than my increasingly frantic moans.

I could feel the tension building inside me, coiling tighter and tighter until I was sure I would combust.Heath's tongue delved deeper, exploring me with a thoroughness that left me struggling to breathe. His clawed hands gripped my thighs, holding me steady as I writhed beneath him.

“More!” I gasped. “Heath, please!”

He rumbled, the vibration so deep I felt it where we touched. He raised his head and the look he gave me was borderline feral. He reached down to unfasten his pants and shove them down over his hips. As he rose over me, I caught a glimpse of his cock.

It smoothly slipped from its sheath, pink, slick, and curved into a spiral. I gripped Heath’s upper arms.

“W-what…?” I was not sure what I was trying to say, but he seemed to understand.

“I am not shaped like a human man,” Heath said. “I swear I will never hurt you, but if you’ve changed your mind…?”

I shook my head, fear already fading to curiosity. “I haven’t.”

His eyes studied my face for a moment before he nodded. “Try to relax.”

I exhaled shakily, fixing my gaze on his face as he looked down between us. His brows scrunched in concentration, as I felt the first nudge against my slick entrance. His tip eased inside easily, no larger thanone of his thick fingers. My body hungrily pulled him deeper.

Then he widened, the curves of his corkscrew cock spreading me twice as wide and then more, as he pressed deeper. I choked on a cry, unsure if I could take it. My body clenched rhythmically as the coils massaged my inner walls.

Heath paused, giving me time to adjust to the feeling. The curves and ridges of his shaft created a pressure that bordered on pain but never quite crossed into it. Instead, it was an intense fullness that made my toes curl. His eyes held mine, watching for any sign that I wanted to stop.

“More,” I begged. “I want all of you.”

Heath smiled, brushing my hair back from my sweaty face. Then he pushed forward, sinking deeper into my welcoming heat. I gasped as he filled me. He paused to spread my thighs wider before he began to move. Slowly at first, letting me adjust to the strange sensation of his inhuman cock popping through my tight entrance.

I wrapped my legs around as much of him as I could reach, rolling my hips into his. The stretched ache gave way to ecstasy that left me clinging to him as he took me apart. His cock seemed to lengthen andcontract with his movements, every plunge inside me pushing me closer to something devastating.

"Heath," I moaned, my head thrown back as I clung to him, my nails digging into his shoulders.

I could feel his strength as he held himself over my smaller frame, the bed creaking as we moved together. His tusks grazed my sensitive neck, sending shivers down my spine. My inner muscles clenched tighter as the pleasure rose. Heath groaned, his grip on my thighs tightening as he moved faster.

And suddenly I was there. My muscles locked as the wave crashed over me. Heath growled in response, his thrusts becoming more urgent as he chased his pleasure. He pulsed inside me, his hips stuttering as his cock flooded into me. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders to hold him close while he shook.

His breath fanned across my throat, stirring the hairs that had escaped my braid. His cock jerked one more time before it begin to withdraw into its sheath. Heath carefully rolled to the side, bringing me with him and I snuggled into his chest.

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