Fergus - An Irish Mafia Shifter (Boston Bear Brothers 1)

“Want company?” he asked.

She smiled and walked away without another word, stopping at her doorway to slip her dress over her head and pad toward her bed in only a pair of lace panties she’d purchased when they’d ventured into town earlier. He’d been a little uncertain about being seen, but they wouldn’t be here much longer anyway, and she’d seemed relieved to get out and about. He’d bought them for her, but he hoped she wasn’t too attached because he fully intended to rip them off of her and ravage her like the animal he was.

Instead, he took his time, appreciating every single angle and curve of her body. He leaned over her, kissing her lips, drinking her in. She tasted sweet, creamy. Their tongues twirled about one another in a lazy dance of lust. He hated that he might have to give her up tomorrow and intended to spend the night making a memory of her body.

Pulling away, he looked down into her eyes. They were dark, so much darker than normal. He’d noticed that about her, that they seemed to take on a new depth when she was aroused. He could already feel her wetness against his leg, her pussy dripping in anticipation of his cock. Moving his head to one side, he let his lips drift lightly across the skin, like a butterfly only brushing the surface as it flitted along its chosen path toward its destination.

She moaned and tilted her head back, offering up her neck to him. He kissed his way down the front of it, noting the hard swallow as he took a gentle bite just where her chin met the bend of it and nibbling his way down to her chest. He brought a single hand to her breast, his fingers pinching her nipple between two fingers while his mouth covered the other, suckling at it before sinking his teeth softly into the flesh there.

“Mmm, that feels amazing,” she mumbled as he teased her breasts, enjoying the softness of the ample round globes.

“Your breasts are incredible. Creamy, round. Such perfection,” he whispered against her skin.

She stirred a bit beneath him, moaning as he pulled a nipple into his mouth with his teeth and then sucked hard. He reached out and moved her own hand to the remaining breast, watching as she dug her nails into it and cooed contently. He moved downward, letting her move her other hand over to replace his mouth on the remaining breast.

She was beautiful as she lay there, watching him and fondling her breasts seductively. He moved between her legs, pushing them open and dragging his tongue across her clit. Her hips shot forward, reacting to his touch. Fergus reached up and moved her hand down to her clit.

“I want to watch you pleasure yourself. Make yourself come for me,” he told her.

She smiled and looked at him, using her fingers to spread open the folds of her pussy and bringing her other hand down to slowly stroke her clit with two fingers, running them up and down along the sides of her tiny little nubbin until it was hard and her pussy folds were glistening with her desire. He stroked himself slowly as he watched her, having a hard time holding back.

Soon, she was finger fucking herself enthusiastically, never taking her eyes off of him. She seemed to be enjoying the performance she was putting on for his entertainment. She stroked her clit and pussy walls, using both hands until she was bucking upward as droplets of cum sprayed outward across his lips.

Fergus moved in as the waves of climax seemed to subside and buried his face between her legs, lapping up her cum, licking her clean. She groaned and locked her hands into his hair, pulling him into her, demanding that he pleasure her more. He sucked at her clit and rolled his tongue into the entrance of her pussy, tongue fucking her for a bit before bringing two fingers up and popping them inside of her to finger fuck her.

Her moans increased, as did her grip on his hair. He teased and lapped at her, creating a delicious friction that resulted in another orgasm, this time flooding his mouth with her sweet, sticky cream. She was delicious. He moved upward, unable to hold back anymore.

Thrusting his cock into her, he began fucking her, his powerful body forcing hers upward with every stroke so that she was forced to hold onto the headboard above her as a brace. He reached out, pulling her legs upward and hanging them over his shoulders to get even deeper inside of her. She screamed as he pumped into her hard. Her cries quickly becoming an erotic melody as he fucked her hard and fast.

“Yes. Harder. Fuck me harder. Don’t hold back,” she encouraged, and he was only too happy to oblige, pumping her fast and deep until he she was shaking with a series of orgasms that vibrated against his massive cock. Fergus continued to fuck her, enjoying the way he made her beg and scream.