A couple of quick tugs, and her jeans pooled around her ankles. She stepped out of them, leaving her only in her panties. Garrick moved to stand beside her and picked her up. He carried her the short distance to the armchair and placed her on it. He went down on his knees in front of her and placed feather-light kisses across her stomach, swirling his tongue in her bellybutton when he reached it. While he kissed his way lower, he hooked his fingers into the waistband of her panties. He pulled them down her long, slim legs and off.
Skimming his hands up the inside of her legs, Garrick spread them apart. He lifted each one to rest on the low armrests. In this position, Nika was totally open to him. Looking at her pussy, he saw she was already wet. Her folds glistened with her juices.
"Seeing you like this, I could feast on you all day," he said. He ran a finger along her pussy, then brought it to his mouth for a lick. "I've tasted nothing sweeter."
"Garrick," she moaned.
"I know what you need, babe, and I'm going to give it to you."
Cupping her bottom in his hands, he lifted her as he brought his mouth down to her pussy. He lapped up more of her juices before he used the tip of his tongue to tease her clit. Nika's moans grew louder with each lick. His arousal beat at him, but he held himself in check. He wanted her to come first.
The tips of his fingers burned when his claws fought to come out. He curled his hands against her skin, fighting the shift. Once the sensation subsided a little, Garrick brought one hand to the entrance of her body. Sucking on her clit, he pushed one finger inside her. Nika gasped and tightened her inner walls while he moved it in and out. He pushed a second finger inside, angling them up higher to hit in just the right spot to make her pant and beg for more.
She was close. It wouldn't take much on his part to push her over the edge into release. Knowing that, his shaft throbbed even more, and a bead of pre-cum leaked from the tip. Unable to stand having his cock pinched by the front of his jeans, he undid them with his other hand.
Nika lifted her hips, riding his fingers. Just as her pussy started to clamp down on them, he quickly pulled them out as his claws burst through the tips of his fingers.
He licked and sucked on her clit until she settled.
Knowing his eyes had gone wolf—since his eyesight had become more acute—
Garrick tried to hide his face against Nika's stomach until he got himself under control.
She didn't give him the chance. Bringing her legs down on either side of him, she pushed on his shoulders and sat up. Using her body, she knocked him over onto his back on the floor. He quickly shut his eyes.
She straddled his thighs and pushed his shirt up to his chin. "It's your turn," she said before she kissed a trail across the top of his chest.
"Nika," he said hoarsely. "If you keep this up, I'm going to make love to you."
She dragged the flat of her tongue over his nipple, and he hissed a sharp breath through his clenched teeth.
"I know."
She wanted Garrick. Right this moment, she was beyond being able to think past the demanding needs of her body. He may have given her an orgasm, but she was far from sated. He'd woken her body from a three-month dry spell, and there was no denying it wanted his cock buried inside it.
Licking his other nipple, Nika reached down to his open jeans. She parted the material, allowing his cock to spring free. With the tip of her index finger, she circled the broad tip, rubbing a bead of pre-cum into Garrick's skin. Her pussy clenched. She wrapped her hand around his thick length and pumped it up and down.
Garrick groaned as he lifted his hips and pressed his cock tighter into her fist. "I like having your hands on me."
Inching down his body, she yanked his jeans down over his muscled ass. "Take these and your shirt off, Garrick. I want to see all of you."
Only lifting off the floor far enough to drag his shirt over his head and to push his pants down, he then kicked them the rest of the way off while Nika rose on her knees. Once he was free of them, she settled back down on his thighs. She ran her gaze over his nakedness. His body was a sculptured work of art. All hard, cut, well-defined muscles. She skimmed her hands up his washboard abs to his solid chest.
On the cap of his left shoulder, she noticed a black tattoo. Turning his arm slightly to get a better view of it, she traced it with the tip of her finger. It looked to be Anglo-Saxon in design. Having lived in Norwich long enough to have heard of the Sutton Hoo ship burial, she recognized the style from some of the items for sale in tourist shops. The tattoo depicted the figure of a stylized man flanked on either side by two stylized wolves standing on their hind legs. She'd always found a tattoo on a man sexy, and decided she'd trace it with her tongue later if the opportunity arose.
Turning her attention back on Garrick's cock, she moved a little bit farther down his legs and dragged the flat of her tongue along the underside of his shaft. Harsh breaths punched out of his mouth when she took him in a firm grasp at the base and circled the head with the tip of her tongue. Nika opened her mouth and sucked him inside. Using her other hand, she gently fondled his balls.
Her head bobbed up and down as she took him almost to the back of her throat and back out. Taking him in again, she stroked the sensitive spot just under the flared head with her tongue. Garrick uttered a strangled groan, his hips arching to pump his cock into her mouth.
He only let her pleasure him for a few minutes more before he pulled on her arm. "Enough, Nika. I can't take anymore."
After giving him one last lick, she moved up his body until she straddled his hips. Nika positioned herself over his cock, then slowly pushed down. She watched Garrick as she took him to the hilt inside her pussy. His eyes were closed, but he wore an expression of extreme pleasure on his face.
Nika braced her hands on his wide chest before she started to ride him. He was so thick and long, he filled her to capacity. Up and down, she moved on him. Their moans and harsh breathing increased in volume when she set a quicker pace. She angled her hips, and Garrick's cock hit her G-spot with each stroke. Closer and closer, another orgasm neared, her body coiling tighter. Then she was there. With a whimpered moan, she came, her inner muscles clenching tightly around his thick shaft.
In a show of strength, Garrick rose into a sitting position and flipped her on her back, keeping their bodies joined. Holding most of his weight on his bent arms, he pumped his hips between her legs, striving for his own release. His cock grew even harder when he pushed her into another climax. He pumped once, twice, then drove into her one final time. As Garrick started to come, his cock swelled, seemingly locking deep inside her until he couldn't move. His deep moans filled the room as he came.
Nika held him tight, and much to her surprise, she felt another splash of cum hit her inner walls. And then another a few seconds later. Garrick lay still on top of her with his head pressed against the crook of her neck. She shifted beneath him and found his cock had indeed swelled to the point where they were locked together. She sucked in a sharp breath when she felt another splash of cum.
Dear God. What the hell? This isn't normal. Nika shifted once again, but this time Garrick put a hand on her hip to hold her still.
"Just wait," he said in a gruff voice. "It'll go down soon."
It took almost a full minute for the swelling to subside and for him to stop coming. During that time, Garrick kept his face in her neck. When his flaccid cock slipped free, Nika shoved him off her. She sat up and looked down where he lay on the floor next to her.
"Do you mind telling me what just happened?" she asked.
Garrick opened his eyes and unclenched his hands. A crooked grin spread across his lips. "Considering you weren't a virgin, I would have to say you already know."