Claiming my Mate

I felt a grin spread across my face at her declaration. There was a deepening shade of green spreading from her chest and up her neck, reaching her cheeks. For a moment I was enthralled by her beauty, her long curved ears, her soft jawline, her fine brows. As i drank in her beauty I drew in another breathe, the air heavy with her aroma. Her essence had an intoxicating affect on me, amplifying my lust and burning all other thoughts from my head. All I knew was she and I and the need to breed her, to take her, to claim her, to ravage and be ravaged by her.

My lips crashed against hers. The taste of her mouth was sweet and her long tongue danced about with mine. She nipped and moaned as I searched her for something to quench the fire in my body. I felt my head start tilting back as she seemed to climb up my body, grasping my hips with her knees. I broke the kiss for moment to let out a sound somewhere between a growl and a groan, as Dowsabel raked her long, sharp nails across my shoulder blades. I saw her grinning at me with a sultry gleam in those ruby red eyes. I dove forward again, butterflying kisses and nips across her collarbone, climbing her throat and the sides of her neck.

Her feet, meanwhile, had drawn up beneath her suspended body to grasp my shaft. I was slick with her kitty-sweat, and her toes slipped a little before taking hold of me. I moaned against her neck, just under her ear at the sudden stimulation. Then I felt the tip of my cock being kissed by the lips of her quim. I heard her issue a giggle the barest moment before I felt her body shove downward against me. I threw my head back and gasped as I felt myself spearing into her molten depths. I caught Dowsabel’s eyes boring into mine, sharp teeth against her full bottom lip. I was ensnared by her, all thought lost.

The moment was broken when I felt her hips begin grinding against mine, needy whimpers escaping her sealed mouth. It was more than I could take. With a bellowing roar I launched her upwards with a thrust of my hips. I nearly launched her off of me entirely and quickly stepped forward to catch her. My hands went to her hips and her feet locked around my back, her heels firmly pressing against the small of my back. With each thrust I had to shuffle forward to catch her again. I started slamming her back down against me. Each movement made her breasts jounce, with each breathe the green globes heaved. I felt them press firmer against me and then felt her body resist the launch as we pushed up against the stone wall. Dowsabel started in surprise, gasping. Feeling the resistance, I shifted to rebalance, then delivered my phallus to her with renewed abandon. I couldn’t quite sink deep enough to hilt myself inside her, but the difference meant i didn’t have to lean over so far.

Dowsabel’s mouth hung open in a rictus of ecstasy, as if to scream but with no sound escaping. I bent forward to take her mouth with mine again, then broke the kiss to nip at her ear lobe, alternately biting down and sucking on it. She squealed in what I assumed to be delight at this attention.

I was **** away from her ears as she tensed and threw her head back. Her body began to tremble and her kit-canal to spasm around my cock. It was all too much. With a churning feeling that began in my rocks and spread to the tip of my phallus, buried deep in her fiery depths, I erupted. I roared as the first bolt shot from my body. With the second I lunged forward with my head, biting onto the base of her neck. With each pulse of my eruption I bit down again, slackening as it did, and then pulsing again. Dowsabel wrapped a hand around the back of my head, holding me there as she trembled and shook, riding out the throes of our mutual climaxes.

We stayed there for what seemed like hours, embracing each other, propped up against the wall as we recovered. After I had recovered enough to lift myself off of her and the wall, I looked Dowsabel deep in her eyes, then looked down at myself, to where our bodies remained joined. I looked up again, meeting her steamy gaze, and declared breathlessly, “yours.” Dowsabel sighed with a smile and half focussed eyes. Then her head seemed to droop and I was standing there with her head nuzzling against my chest. Some compulsion made me bring my off hand to the back of her head and start stroking her hair. I moved us off the wall, taking the fullness of her weight between my dominant hand and hips. With all the grace I could muster, I stumbled to the bed of my cell. I bent to lay Dowsabel upon the furs, but as I went to pull my hands away her head snapped back with a grin I could only describe as mischievous. Dowsabel shook her head and stated huskily “You’re not finished yet.”