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“You’ve done well, muffin.”

I’d sat quietly on the board the whole ride home.

Donella only moved to place her arm around me and occasionally twirl a stray curl around her fingers.

It was maddening in the best way.

“What’s my prize?” I ask, now that we’re both walking to her door.

Donella grabs my hand and kisses my knuckles.

“What would you like?” Looking in her eyes, I want a million things, so I pick the loudest one in my head.

“Kiss me.” Donella grins, raising my hand to whip me around so that my back is touching her chest.

“My pleasure, Lellies.” Donella is slow, grazing her lips back and forth over mine before truly kissing me.

She’s just as soft as I thought she’d be.

My head dips back to rest on her shoulder, and I savor the soft moment before I make my next move.

I bite Donella’s bottom lip just slightly and her body shivers in response.

Donella backs off, putting her forehead against mine.

“Lellies.” Her silky voice turns gruff.

“Yes?” I draw out with a smile.

“Get inside.”

I chuckle, placing my hand against the door so it can scan me in.

Donella is hot on my trail, only moving away to set the cup down while I close the door.

“So it is true what they say about humans.” Her violet eyes glimmer in the dim light.

I kick off my shoes and bring my hands up and around her shoulders in a loose hug and start walking us toward her bed.

“That depends, what do they say?” Donella grabs my waist with one hand, brushing her thumb over my lips with the other, her fingers curled around my jaw.

“You give an inch,” she answers, sliding her hand to the back of my head, “they’ll take a mile.” I feel the bed hit the back of my legs but I can neither move nor respond on account of her placing several quick, soft kisses on my jaw and down my neck.

I place a hand on her chest, both to be sassy and also to give me space to think.

“You only told me to behave on the board. We’re not on the board anymore.” Donella smiles, her tail making a quick flick behind her.

“No, I guess we’re not.”

Donella’s hips bore into mine then as she kisses me again, harder this time.

My arms around her neck, her hands in my hair, I put all my excitement, all my longing into that kiss.

I hope she feels it.

“I’ve been wanting to taste these lips since the moment I saw you.”

I put a leg in between hers and use my weight to push us onto her bed.

I love her mouth on mine but I want her skin on mine too, I want to feel her everywhere.

I tug the hem of her shirt, “Off,” I demand before sliding the heel of my hand down her pants to settle between her thighs.

She grinds on me for a moment before actually moving to pull her shirt off and I only move my hand for a moment when she goes to remove mine.

I kiss Donella’s gray skin everywhere I can reach, their neck, shoulder, chest, their heavy sighs encouraging me to keep going.

I’m surprised when Donella shoves me onto my back and starts moving down my body.

I hook my foot under their shoulder to stop them.

“I want you.” The phrase almost bursts from my chest, and although spoken in truth, it’s rooted in self-doubt.

I give, and have fun doing it.

But the familiar flutter of nerves and timidity over receiving creeps up to war with the passion and fire I feel with having their hands on me.

Donella slides their hands around my thighs to the back and pushes them toward my chest, rubbing circles into the backs of my thighs with their thumbs.

“You’ll get me, muffin. But first, I want my mouth on you, I want your taste on my tongue. I want your screams in my ears. Can I have that? Can I have you?”

I put my hands on top of hers.

“Yes,” I sound breathless but I keep going, “I just, I usually—” All the words I planned to say slam against each other behind my teeth like a twelve car pile-up.

Donella’s got one eyebrow raised, a stern look on her face that I know enough about her now not to try to dodge.

“I take too long,” I get it out in the open before I lose my cool.

Donella spreads my thighs and leans forward, grabbing my face and kissing my nose, mouth, and jaw.

She wraps her arms around me and leans right, putting me comfortably on top of her.

“I'm glad you gave me your worry,” she kisses me again, “I’m sad you think pleasure has a time limit.”

I don’t know what to say to that. I’m somewhere I’ve never been before now. I kiss Donella’s gray lips and cuddle my face in her neck. We stay that way for a moment, but then she pulls my head back softly by my hair and kisses my nose again.

“It seems to me, no matter how much I kiss you, I keep coming back for more.” Kiss. “I know you’ve got to be tired of me already, kissing you in all these random places over and over again.” Kiss. “I wonder if there was anywhere on your body where I could just kiss the same place again and again and you would never get tired of it.” Kiss. “Got any ideas?”

Donella leans back to meet my eyes and all I can do is laugh at the cheeky little smile she’s got on her face. “Will you allow me the joy of kissing and licking and tasting your cunt for way, way, waaaaay too long?”

Suddenly the past seems so silly and far away. The people I’ve been with before today don’t matter when it comes to me and Donella. I can’t imagine the patient and kind demon I’ve come to know shoving off me because I haven’t come yet. The past helps form my perspective but it can’t define what, and who, I have in front of me now.

I nod my head, reaching up for a kiss at the same time. “Yeah, I think you can.”

Donella moves as fast as wildfire, flipping us back over and warming up my skin again with her hands and mouth while she shimmies my pants off. This time she bites as she makes her way down, surprising me between her softer touches. I do nothing to stop her when she pushes my knees together over my chest and places open-mouth kisses all over the back of my thighs. Something in my chest unwinds when she opens my legs back up and takes that first lick up my pussy. Her eyes bore into mine and I hear everything she’s saying with them. She wants to be here, with me, right where she’s at.

I keep eye contact with her for as long as I can while her mouth explores every inch of me, sucking on my labia, kissing my clit, and licking farther into me than I thought possible. She doesn’t stop, doesn’t get discouraged when my hips lift and then fall on their own, waves of pleasure coursing through my body but just on the outskirts of letting me fully fall into it. She doesn’t slow down or use her hands to help me along when I get louder and louder and tamper off again.

And finally, finally , when my stomach is clenched and my throat is dry, I feel that surge go straight through me and I hold on to Donella’s horns for dear life. They don’t stop licking as my legs shake around their head and they grab my ass when my hips are lifted to keep their mouth to me as my body moves. I close my eyes, feeling electrified and exhausted at the same time.

“That was …” I don’t know what I was going to say. Amazing, freeing, healing? Even after Donella brings me a cup of water, none of those words feel big enough so I just kiss her instead. I feel her smile on my lips before she sits back.

“Too long?” Donella asks with a smile. After a quick sip, I set the glass down on the nightstand.

“Just right,” I whisper.

I sit up and grab their hips and hold them close as I taste myself on their lips. I graze my hand over their belly as we kiss, slowly making my way inside their pants. Donella opens their stance wider for me and, my god.

“You are so wet.”

“Can you blame me?”

Whatever I was about to say gets lost when I feel a short tap on the outside of their pants. Wait a minute.

“Was that … Your tail?”

Donella chuckles as she nods. “I couldn’t very well use my hands when they were all over you.”

Fuuuck that’s hot.

“Come here,” I move quickly to lay down on the bed, tugging her pants down as I go. “I’ve got to have you. Now.”

Donella makes short work of pulling her heels the rest of the way out of her pants and I grab and pull her on top of me so she can sit on my face.

The scent waiting for me is heady, and I have to cup my arms around her legs and kiss her thighs to slow myself down.

“Hey,” I wait until Donella’s looking at me, “I’m really glad you came out of that cauldron.” True, but maybe not enough to describe everything I’m feeling right now. Donella squeezes my hands, smiling and waiting patiently for me to gather my thoughts.

“There’s nowhere else I’d rather be right now.”

I don’t wait for a response because I can see it in their eyes. Instead, I allow myself to finally, finally reach my tongue out, as far down their cunt as I can go, and drag it softly right up the middle. I give a sucking kiss to their labia on the right, their thigh on the left, and alternate between licks and kisses so Donella doesn’t know what’s coming next until my own patience wears thin. That’s when I let loose and press my tongue up into their pussy.

I keep telling myself to slow down, but after the first taste of their wet heat, I am wolfish—not only for her cum but for every squeal and sigh they let out. Every move of their hips and grasp of their hands. I want Donella out of control. I’m out of control with how much I want them.

“Open your legs.”

I hear them, but the words don’t register until Donella says them again between gasps for breath. “Open your legs, muffin.”

I obey mindlessly, more focused on their core clenching around my tongue. But then something soft and warm is running up and down my pussy and I open my mouth wide over Donella’s clit while I get my mind right.

Fuck.

Donella applies just enough pressure with their tail, thrusting it in and out of me, that I’m quickly just as close as they are.

“Come with me.”

I can’t tell if it’s a plea or demand, but I nod as much as I can from my place below Donella and give them all I’ve got. I lick left and right in big swipes and just don’t stop moving. When I start to feel them jolt back, I pull my arms around their legs tighter and enjoy the shivering and gasping and all that is Donella coming so passionately above me.

It doesn’t take Donella long to recover and soon she’s backing up to sit on my chest, weaving her fingers through mine, and bringing both our hands above my head; her tail never leaving me.

“You like my tail on you?” She smiles down at me.

“I like your everything on me.” She scoots down more to kiss me.

“Good. But how about this?” Her tail leaves my body for a short moment and then slap , she spanks my clit with her tail.

“Oh, do that, do that again.” Donella smiles big, and raises her body off me so she can kiss me more.

“Fuck!”

“Don’t stop!”

I’m yelling and breathing hard, pressing my neck up into her kisses. Donella moves her tail faster and faster, the slaps hitting harder on my clit. This time my orgasm builds quickly, and my legs are splayed open, my chest raised as I try to breathe through the onslaught.

I’m gasping for breath as I come down from that high, and I don’t resist Donella as they scoop up my jelly body and pull the covers up over us. We kiss and kiss again and it’s only me moving my hand through Donella’s hair to her horns that shakes a forgotten promise to the front of my brain.

“I didn’t get to brush your hair.”

“That’s okay muffin, go to sleep.” Donella shifts to lay on their back, bringing me with them.

I don’t move my head from their chest but I do point my finger at them to emphasize, “I’m brushing it tomorrow.”

Their voice is quiet but I can hear the excitement in it as they chuckle, “I’ll hold you to it.”