Shifting Crossroads 8 - Ocelot of Trouble

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Authors: Zenina Masters
The arm she could figure out. The skateboarder had fallen on it.
    Robar smiled, “Well, the first thing we need to do is get undressed. I will go first, and you can go when you are ready.”
    She froze as he shrugged out of his shirt and dropped it carelessly on the floor. Mina sat on the edge of the bed and watched him as he kicked off his shoes and flicked away his socks.
    The skin of his torso was smooth with a red line beginning low on his belly and trailing into his jeans. When he unsnapped the denim and eased it over his hips, she held her breath.
    His erection was long, straight and it bobbed invitingly as he finished removing his clothes. Without asking, he crept past her and positioned himself near the shackles. “Ready when you are, Mina.”
    His erection pointed toward the ceiling, and his body was taut but relaxed.
    She shivered and slowly reached for the chain and cuff nearest her.
    “It will be easier for you if you let your beast take charge. She knows what she wants.” His voice was low and controlled.
    Mina looked inside herself and found that he wasn’t wrong. “How did you know?”
    “Our beasts are always close to the surface when we are naked with another of our kind.” Robar smiled.
    Her inner cat was flexing and wanted to rub herself all over the naked male next to her.
    “What happens if I let her go?”
    “Nature will take its course.”
    “Is that all right?”
    He grinned. “It is wonderful. We screw ourselves up with the human instincts. Here at the Crossroads, we learn to trust our inner beasts again. Let her lead the way.”
    Mina nodded and smiled shyly.
    “Now, tie me up.”
    She was startled into laughing, and before she knew it, he was cuffed to the bed. Her inner animal had done it without consulting her.
    Her beast wanted to feel his skin on hers again, so it removed her clothing, tossing them in a tangle over his. With one last move, she unsnapped her hair clip and let her curls tumble around her shoulders. She shook her head and enjoyed the feel of her hair sliding over her skin.
    She climbed onto the bed with him watching her every move. He was right—her inner beast knew just what she wanted.
    A low, satisfied growl came from her throat as she climbed over him until her torso was aligned with his and she was holding herself away from him. She leaned in and brushed her lips across his in a slow kiss.
    Once he responded to her, she licked his lips with hers. Her beast was leading the way but her human mind was whispering all sorts of ideas. It was rather like hiding behind tissue paper. She could take control anytime she wanted, but her beast was content to lead.
    With slow moves, she brought her arms in and straddled his torso, letting his cock rub against her sex as she stroked his shoulders and chest. Her opening got slick and wet as she moved against him. Every stroke of her tongue against his sent a spiking tension through her.
    Her beast wanted to taste him, so she backed up, nuzzling at his neck, nipping him and using her tongue to gauge the flavours of his skin. She enjoyed the flex of his muscles and tendons under her lips. Mina smiled as she learned his flavours, nipped his nipples before lapping and sucking at them in turn. He groaned, and her smile crept into her soul, knowing that she was making their first time together memorable for him as well.
    When she reached his cock, she heard the shackles jingle as his limbs jerked. The flared head was dripping precum, and when she lapped at the salty pearls, the low groan coming from his throat was accompanied by a sharp jerk on the chains.
    Her beast smiled and sucked him into her mouth, licking at the tiny opening before pulling back with a pop.
    While she had been exploring him, her own body had been waking gradually. Mina straddled him again, easing the wet head of his cock into her opening and relaxing a little, letting him slip inside.
    Robar shuddered, and his eyes narrowed as she engulfed that small bit of him.

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