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Nothing Short of Magical

S adie

He lays me on the bed, pulls the sheet over us both to protect us from prying eyes, crouches between my outspread thighs, and hovers over me. His eyes are alight with appreciation. What woman hasn’t dreamed of a lover this attentive?

He’s beautiful and foreign and sexy and my pussy’s throbbing for him. Scissoring my legs even wider, I raise my knees, indicating my desire for pressure and invasion.

Instead of completion, he arouses me more.

He licks my tight nipples with the point of his tongue, laving first one and then the other until my head is thrashing on my pillow. Then he sucks one tender tip into his mouth, creating suction and making my clit quiver and my channel clench.

When I’m desperate for something more, he scrapes the tip of one breast with his flat front teeth until I moan. Only when my sound rasps with need does he switch to the other side.

Wiggling my body, I find one of his knees and move against it, grinding my clit to give it some pressure, but no release.

“I need…” is all I can say.

I guess he finally realizes my desperation, because he peppers me with little kisses in a straight line from between my breasts, down my belly, to my mound.

“You smell so good,” he says. When I spare him a glance, he’s the portrait of ecstasy. His eyes almost roll into the back of his head.

Lifting my legs even higher, he surrounds them with his arms to make sure he has access to all of me. As if I’d want to shut any of this down!

I was hoping he’d go right to town, but I can feel his warm breath on me, as if he’s looking, getting the lay of the land.

Then he pounces like the animal he is.

His tongue delves into my channel. His long, warm tongue goes deeper than I would have thought possible.

Canine DNA , I think dreamily as he explores my core while releasing a moan of delight. I’ve always wondered what it would feel like when a man finally found my G-spot. Hello. Oh yeah, I can see how a girl could come from this.

He retreats, then licks up my slit and finds my clit. His explorations are tentative at first in his moment of discovery. When I grab his ears and moan with pleasure, he realizes he’s found the holy grail.

He licks and flicks all around the little lump of flesh as he gives himself the guided tour. I only reward him with ear squeezes and low, growling moans when he hits the jackpot—my favorite spots.

I never doubted how smart he is. I don’t have to show him more than once. He’s a quick study. He’s already found the right locations and the right rhythm, but I’m desperate to be filled by him.

I buck against him, garnering even more pressure until I feel my release gathering deep in my belly. Unless he does something different, though, I’m going to have trouble getting there.

Almost as if he could read my mind, he slides back down my folds and delves inside me with that amazing tongue. At the same time, he takes up just the right rhythm with the pad of his finger against my little clit.

“Yes!” I moan. My moan morphs into a little scream as he fucks me with his tongue. He slides it in and out as if it’s the most talented cock in the world. He hits my inside spot with every single thrust as his thumb works my clit.

My channel is clenching him, my hands are probably squeezing his ears way too hard, my thighs are quivering as every muscle in my body strains to fly over the top.

It’s his growl that does it. His almost feral growl as he grips my thigh and rubs my little nub and tongue-fucks me to mental and physical oblivion.

My orgasm ignites like a brush fire—fast and hard and relentless. My whole body quivers as my mouth makes unintelligible noises that express my bliss and sing his praises at the same time.

As I come down, basking in the aftermath of euphoria, he takes one final swiping lick of my internal walls, then looks up at me between the valley of my breasts and smiles, my glistening juices painting his lips.

“So good,” I say as I flop back onto the pillow. Boneless.

Then he’s at it again. Before I can summon the energy to tell him it would be impossible for me to reprise my performance, my body has other ideas. How I can respond after an orgasm like that, I have no idea. But his long slow strokes as he laps between my folds are not calming.

He stokes my fire again, this time foregoing all preliminaries and jumping right to the good parts. When he finally spears into me, his long, hard tongue parting my flesh as it delves all the way in, my hips buck against him in welcome.

This time, instead of his finger, he works my clit with his canine nose. Maybe it’s because he’s hitting the perfect spot, maybe it’s the sheer excitement of being fucked by a talented alien, but my second release arrives in less than a minute.

This time, my orgasm hits hard and deep and fast. I feel my internal walls pulse against his mobile tongue. My spasms go on for long moments as every muscle in my body seeks and finds release.

When the rollercoaster ride comes to a full and complete stop, I pull him up to lie with me.

“No more,” I plead, giving him a dazed look. “I can’t take anymore. Anubis, that was magic. You’re amazing.”