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“If you want, you can touch it.”

She didn’t make him tell her twice. Her hand looked so small compared to his cock, her fingers unable to wrap around his full girth. She squeezed slightly, as if to test its strength and solidity. The curious and excited look in her eyes as she looked at his cock sent shivers down his spine.

“Move your hand,” he instructed her.

Naomi obeyed and almost immediately, his cock became fully erect. Pleased by the result, she spit on her hand and spread it around his cock to facilitate her stroking.

He grunted lowly, trying his best not to buck his hips into her hand. He was much bigger than her, and he didn’t want to overpower her and scare her away—or worse, hurt her. Her delicate hand felt too good on him, so warm and soft, that it was messing with his brain.

He shivered when she placed her other hand on his fat belly, letting the fur pass between her fingers as she slid her hand up to his chest.

“You feel good,” she whispered, a hint of glee in her voice.

He let out another low growl. “You do, too.”

She tightened her grip on his cock, and picked up the pace, her face scrunching up from the effort. He dug his long nails into his thighs to make sure he wouldn’t grab her, his tail whipping wildly behind him.

A loud growl echoed around the room and copious amounts of seed released from his cock, straight onto Naomi’s clothes and the floor. In another situation, he might have felt self-conscious about how quickly he had come, but with how good her human hand felt, embarrassment hadn’t even crossed his mind.

But no… he knew it wasn’t because she was human. She felt good because she was her.

Naomi let out a surprised chuckle, stepping back to look at the mess.

“Well, that was interesting for sure,” she said, still laughing.

He grimaced at the sight. “Sorry for the mess.”

“It’s fine.”

Before he could say anything more, she stripped all of her clothes off, pajamas thrown to the side of the room. She stood naked in all her curvy glory in front of him, and the words died in his throat.

She smiled cheekily. “See? No more stains.”

Another growl tore out of him, this time more animalistic, more urgent. The scent of her arousal was much more intense now, and all the thoughts dissipated from his head. All he could think about was tasting her.

“Want to reciprocate?”

As soon as the words slipped out of her mouth, he picked her up by her soft waist, earning a screech of surprise. He kneeled in front of the couch, laying Naomi down with her back partially on the seat, keeping her backside lifted by wrapping her legs around his shoulders.

He stared at the pussy in front of him, shaved and exposed, glistening with wetness already. He wanted to take his time, to touch all of her and pleasure her the way she had pleasured him, but he was too hungry.

Naomi gasped when his mouth wrapped around her warm cunt, tongue lapping at her wetness. He sloppily licked and sucked, trying to take in as much of her as he could, desperate.

She tasted delicious, like a forbidden fruit, but it wasn’t enough. His tongue was longer than a human’s, and could expand to the length of his arm. He had never found a use for it before, other than scaring the humans he hunted, but now he knew what to do with it.

He burrowed his tongue into her hole and inserted as deeply as her body would let him. Her hands wrapped over his and she moaned loudly, body twitching in his grip.

“Fuuuck,” she screeched.

He never imagined a human would feel and taste this good. His brain turned off at the smell and flavor of her arousal, and the softness of her body ignited an urge to dig his nails into her, to claim her as his.

He fucked her with his tongue, eating her cream of pleasure. When she came, she shook so violently he tightened his grip to ensure she wouldn’t slip away from him. Slowly, he pulled his tongue out, then licked her puffy lips one more time.

“Oh my…” Naomi whispered, breathing heavily. “Fuck.”

His mind slowly cleared and when his vision finally focused on her, he realized she was sprawled wildly on the couch, his hands still holding her bottom part up in front of him. He hurriedly apologized, laying her down properly on the cushioned surface.

“No need to apologize, that was amazing,” she said, chuckling to herself. “Likely the best orgasm I’ve ever had.”