Or she could stay in bed and enjoy his warmth. Gabriel’s toned arm lay across her breasts, and her head was tucked under his chin. His breathing was shallow and peaceful. Cat disengaged from him and watched him sleeping.
Yeah. Werelions, my ass.
Gabriel looked as human as he possibly could. No sign that he was a shifter. So how did this shifter thing work, if he really was one?
Cat pushed the blanket down. Gabriel really had a nice pair of legs. Very toned thighs. Trim waist. Fabulous cock. His beast was sleeping at the moment, looking tame and harmless. At the sight of his cock, she temporarily forgot what she was going to do. Oh yeah, look for evidence that suggested he was a shifter.
Her gaze skated on to his groin. Hmm, does his cock shrink when he shifts into a lion? She couldn’t recall what a lion’s cock looked like. Okay, the thought was rather perverted. So was ogling a naked sleeping man like this.
Feeling more curious than a cat, she fondled his beast. Incredibly, it stirred at her first touch. Sweet. She restrained the urge to giggle. Cat scooted down. The scent of masculine soap drifted to her nose. Hmm. Seemed he had taken a shower earlier. Cat clamped her hand around his semi-erect shaft, squeezing and pumping it gently. It gradually hardened into a full erection. Feeling naughty, she leant down and licked his huge tip.
She heard a grunt and a curse.
“Catherine…”
She gave him another lick as if she were taking the first taste of the top of a sundae cone. His body jerked. A hoarse laugh followed.
“Cat…”
She ignored his call, too busy with her new toy. She flicked her tongue out and gave him a light caress on his shapely crown. Pearly cream blossomed from the slit. She swept it clean. A salty flavour flooded her palate. Cat smacked her tongue and took a second helping. She stretched out her jaw to accommodate his girth and plunged her mouth down until his cockhead nudged the back of her throat. She sucked. His cock quivered in her mouth, pulsing. More pre-cum burst from his opening, flooding her mouth with the salty, distinct male taste.
Gabriel was fully awake by now. He cursed again. Mostly about how he hadn’t guessed she would be this good. Cat was proud of some of her girlie skills. His shaft turned impossibly rigid. His balls were drawn tight. A strangled moan escaped from his throat when she tried to deep throat him. She arranged her breath, fought off the gag reflex and gave him a deep, passionate suck. She clenched the base of his shaft, stroking him in shallow motions as the suckling continued. She savoured him slowly, wanting to sample everything he had to offer.
He became tense. Seemed like he was preventing himself from coming. Cat didn’t like that. She wanted to feel him come.
She sucked harder, pumping faster.
“Cat!” His deep throaty voice sounded even throatier.
When she ignored him, Gabriel grabbed her. A hard yank and a few squirms and Cat found herself under him. Again.
“What exactly are you doing?” Gabriel said it with a half-laugh.
“I was curious.”
“Don’t you know curiosity killed the cat?”
“I’m not an ordinary cat.”
“Hmm.” Gabriel leaned to his side and urged her to mount him like a cowgirl.
She crawled up and swung her leg over his body, straddling him. Her pussy rested on the base of his cock, pressing against his balls. She clasped his cock with both hands and stroked him gently.
Gabriel caught her wrists. “Don’t do that.”
“Hmm?”
“Kiss me. With your pussy. Like this…” Gabriel grabbed her waist and dragged her forward, showing her what he wanted her to do, dragging her wet pussy lips along the length of his shaft.
Twinges of aches fluttered in her sex. Jesus. That felt so good.
Cat followed his rhythm. She mashed her sex against the base of his cock and dragged herself from his balls up, letting her pussy lips wet his hard shaft.
“Fuck, babe. That feels so fucking good.” His chest heaved. His jaw tightened. “Slower. I want to feel you.”
Cat did what he asked. God. He was right. She could feel the texture of his shaft, smooth yet bumpy from the blood vessels. And the coarseness of his hair that prickled and tickled.
“Now, take me.”