Her Tiger (Shifted Love 3)

I loosened my hold on her neck and glided my hand lower. Sliding my finger under her bra strap, I gave it a tug before moving down to her jeans to unbutton them. “Take this off. I want to see all your gorgeous body while I kiss every inch of your soft skin before I sink my cock into your tight pussy.”

“Oh, wow,” she breathed as she twisted her arms behind her back to undo the clasp on her bra.

Her breasts sprang free, and my need for her punched up another level. I yanked her jeans down her legs, panties and all, and tossed them over my shoulder. My mate was naked in my bed, and I wanted nothing more than to fuck my come into her tight pussy before marking the fuck out of her neck. But I needed to get her ready before I tried to shove my cock inside her.

“There’s something you should know about tiger shifters.” I trailed the tip of my tongue along her collarbone.

Her delicate shudder had my lips curving up in a smirk as she asked, “What?”

“We tend to have a bit of an oral fixation.” I nibbled down her chest until my face was in the valley between her breasts. “One that means you’re going to need to get used to having my mouth all over you each and every day.”

I moved to the right and swirled my tongue around her pebbled nipple. She let out a breathy sigh and grasped the back of my head to press me closer. “If it feels as good as this does, I don’t think that will be a problem for me.”

“Good.” I sucked her nipple into my mouth and teased the tip with my teeth before letting it go with a pop. “Because I’m already addicted to your taste, and I haven’t even gotten to the best part yet.”

She leaned back and murmured, “Yes, please.”

With the scent of her need thick in the room, I was desperate for my first taste of her pussy. But I wasn’t going to skip over an inch of her tempting curves as I made my way there. Licking and sucking across her chest, I sucked the other delicious peak into my mouth. Calliope moaned and arched her back in response. I gently bit down on her nipple and flicked it with my tongue, and she started to wiggle beneath me. She pressed the bottoms of her feet on the mattress and cradled my waist with her knees. My dick felt as though it was going to bust through my zipper to get to her sweet pussy any second.

After kissing the tip of each breast one last time, I started to move lower once again. I trailed my tongue along her ribs, swirled around her belly button before dipping inside, and teased her pubic bone. I ended on my knees between her sprawled legs with her pussy lips bared to me and glistening with her need.

My tiger pressed against my skin as I wedged my shoulders between her thighs. Inhaling her scent into my lungs, I experienced a strange mixture of relief and disappointment over the fact that I didn’t pick up a trace of ovulation. The limited risk of getting her pregnant made tonight easier since she wanted to wait, but my tiger didn’t have the same understanding of her desire to achieve her childhood dream. He wanted to fill her womb with his cubs, but that would have to wait until she was ready. For now, he’d have to be satisfied by drowning in her taste. Spreading her wide, I licked her from clit to hole.

“Tane. Oh my God,” she whimpered.

“Look how wet you are for me, baby.” I gave the glistening lips of her pussy another swipe with my tongue, savoring her flavor. She mewled, and her legs instinctively widened, letting me dive right in. I started with another long, slow lick before lapping at her juices. Urging her legs even wider with my palms, I moved in closer and ate her pussy with deep licks and nibbles from her clit to her tight hole. When she was dripping wet, I thrust my tongue inside, over and over again until she was crying out. I kept at her, driving her closer to the edge until my dick couldn’t stand it anymore. I needed her to come.

I eased a finger inside her, groaning as her walls clamped down on the digit. Working it deeper, a growl ripped from me when I felt the proof of her innocence. “I need you to come for me before I can pop this sweet cherry, baby.”

“I’m so close,” she panted.

I twisted my wrist, and Calliope threw her head back against the mattress. Her hips jerked up as I worked another finger into her tight, wet heat. Lowering my head, I flicked my tongue over her clit, and she flew apart. I licked her through her orgasm, her fluids coating my throat.