Forgotten (55 page)

Kate gasped as his tongue dragged over her
slick core, spreading her pussy lips and delving deep to satiate
his ruthless desire. He’d been so gentle and patient the night
before, when he was showing her that she had nothing to fear from
him. But this was a different Rone—this was a male who craved the
flavor of her juices the way he craved his next breath of air.
There was no stopping him and no appeasing him—no way to help
herself.

“
Please…please!” Kate
moaned as he lashed her tender clit ruthlessly with his tongue,
sending sparks of pleasure so intense it was scary throughout her
entire body. “Please, Rone! It’s too much—too
much!
”

She tried to struggle against him but he
only growled and held her tighter, his face buried hungrily between
her thighs. Kate cried and bucked against him as the first orgasm
was torn from her—rushing over her like a freight train you don’t
see until it’s too late.

But the more she struggled, the tighter he
held her. Kate moaned and scrabbled at the thick grass to either
side of her to no avail. Rone only growled as he pressed his mouth
hard against her sensitive pussy and lapped away the honey the
sharp, hard come had drawn from her. Kate felt his long, hot tongue
slide deep into her channel, delving deep to get every last bit of
her juices. Then, at last, he lifted his head to look at her.

“
Rone,” she whispered.
There was nothing of the man she’d come to care for in his face.
There was only wild hunger—a desire for her so deep she knew it
wouldn’t be easily satiated. His mouth and jaw were shiny with her
juices and his silver eyes were half-lidded with animal lust. He
licked his lips and then lowered his head for more.

He’s not done yet,
Kate realized.
Might not
be done for hours. The Beast loves my taste…he’ll do anything to
get more of it.

So stop fighting
him,
whispered the voice of the
Knowing.
Stop fighting and just let go.
There’s nothing else you can do.

Kate knew it was true. She was in the hands
of a male who was determined to have her—to taste her for as long
as he desired. And there was no reasoning with him—no way to ask
him to back off or be gentle. All she could do was try to relax and
be open to him—all she could do was open her pussy for his tongue
and let him taste her until he was ready for something else.

Ready to fuck me,
she thought and gave a little shiver. She wasn’t
ready for that—not yet. But in the meantime, she took some deep
breaths and tried to quell the panic that was trying to take her.
All right—everything was going to be all right. Rone might get a
little rough but he wouldn’t really hurt her—not even in his
fur-form. The Beast just needed to taste her…and she needed to open
her pussy for him and let him.

“
All right,” she whispered
as she felt the hot drag of his tongue over her swollen inner cunt
again. “All right, Rone—do what you want to…what you need to. I
won’t…won’t try to fight you.”

And as Rone sucked her swollen clit into his
mouth and began to circle it over and over his hot tongue, she
stopped pulling at the grass and buried her hands in his thick,
shaggy black hair instead.

Rone’s Beast seemed to sense her submission
because his tight grip, which had been bruising the sensitive flesh
of her thighs, loosened a little and he settled down to a more
leisurely lapping. Kate moaned and stroked his hair, pressing her
hips up to meet his mouth. If she had to give in to the Beast, she
would do it completely—would give him everything he needed until he
had as much as he desired.

As she had when Rone had tasted her the
night before, she lost track of how many times she came. She had
the sense that Rone’s Beast had been waiting years for this
opportunity—waiting to taste her for himself instead of using Rone
as an intermediary—and he wasn’t eager to stop. He lapped her,
sucking her clit into his mouth and lashing it with his tongue one
moment and then gave her slow, gentle licks the next that nearly
made her cry with pleasure at his unexpected tenderness.

Kate wasn’t sure if her body was responding
to the big Kindred’s or not but her pussy never seemed to run out
of honey. Between her legs, she was wet and hot and open, giving
Rone’s Beast a seemingly endless supply of what he craved so
badly.

It seemed to go on for hours but at last
Rone unwound his long arms from around her legs and sat back on his
heels.

Dazed from coming so hard and so often, Kate
somehow made her way up into a kneeling position. The Beast was
just sitting there, staring at her in the moonlight and she
wondered what he was going to do next.

“
What is it?” she
whispered to him. “What do you want? What do you need?”

Then her eyes fell to his crotch. Rone had
been shirtless but still wearing his trousers when she first came
running into the small glade. Now Kate saw that he still had his
trousers on but there was a large, thick ridge pressing against the
tight black leather in a way that had to be painful.

Rone rubbed the ridge in his trousers with
one hand and made a soft rumbling groan. Then he looked up at Kate,
his silver eyes filled with a different kind of hunger.

Kate felt her breath
coming short. Oh God, was he already ready to do
that?
To take her? No,
there had to be something she could do to delay just a little
longer. She was no longer trying to fight this but she was still
frightened…still wanted a little more time to get ready to have
that thick shaft deep inside her.

Then the pictures in the Volume of
Submission came back to her again and she knew what she had to
do.

“
Hey, Rone,” she
whispered, knee-walking over to him, the soft, cool grass
whispering against her thighs. “Are you all right? Does this…does
it hurt?” Very, very carefully, she put out a hand and stroked
gently along the rigid shaft of flesh still encased in the tight
black leather.

Rone groaned softly and thrust his hips at
her, letting her know she was on the right path.

“
All right,” she told him,
using both hands this time to find the magno-tabs at the front
which held the trousers together. “It’s all right. I’m going to
take care of you…just like you took care of me.”

With hands that shook only
a little, she managed to get the trousers undone and pulled them
apart. Immediately his long, hard shaft sprang out. Kate gasped at
its size. Yes, she’d seen him naked before and even handled him
intimately during the shower the two of them had taken at Flame and
Frost. But she was absolutely
certain
he was bigger this time and
he hadn’t exactly been small to begin with.

Could it be that letting
the Beast come forward actually increased the size of his cock?
Kate had no other explanation for what she saw but she would swear
that it was larger…
much
larger than it had been.

There’s no way I’m going
to be able to fit all that in my mouth,
she thought in dismay. Still, the book hadn’t said she
actually had to deep throat him or anything—mainly it said she had
to “taste his seed” before she had him inside her. Kate wasn’t sure
why, but the Knowing was whispering to her that it was
important.

“
All right,” she said,
looking up at Rone. “I’m going to make you feel good now—is that
okay?”

In answer, he rose until he was standing
over her and spread his legs. Kate stayed on her knees, which put
his long, hard shaft at the level of her face. Oh God, was she
really going to do this? Was she really going to taste him here and
now? But what if she didn’t do it right? What if Rone’s Beast
didn’t like her technique or got mad at her or…

Stop. Just do it.

Before she could talk herself out of it or
give in to the fear, Kate leaned forward and pressed her cheek to
one muscular thigh. Then she took his long, hot length in her hand
and brought it to her face.

His skin was a soft and silky as she
remembered and the broad, plum shaped head had a single drop of
precum sitting on its tip. Kate found she wanted to taste that
little drop of nectar. Would it be salty or sweet or bitter? Would
she enjoy Rone’s taste as much as he obviously enjoyed hers?

But before she found out,
she wanted to get to know him a little better. Leaning forward, she
rubbed the long, hard, silky shaft against her cheek and breathed
him in. His rich, spicy, masculine scent was stronger here and Kate
found that she liked it—liked it a
lot
. God, how was it possible for
anyone to smell this good? It made her want to rub against him
again and again like a cat marking its territory.

“
Mmm,” she heard herself
practically purring.

Rone was making a low, rumbling sound that
sounded almost like purring as well. Kate felt his large hands
stroking her hair with rough tenderness and knew he was enjoying
what she was doing.

Knowing that—knowing she was giving him
pleasure—gave her the courage to go further, to try more. Taking
his thick shaft firmly in one hand, she brought her lips to the tip
of his flaring crown and gave him a gentle, open-mouthed kiss. As
she did, she swiped her tongue over the tip of his shaft, tasting
the little bead of precum she’d been eyeing earlier.

At once his flavor—salty,
slightly bitter, and utterly delicious—exploded across her tongue.
To her surprise, Kate found that she liked it—more than
that—she
craved
it and wanted more. Was this how the Beast felt about her
pussy honey? If so, Kate couldn’t blame him for holding her down
until his need for her was satiated.

Eagerly, she took as much of the broad head
as she could in her mouth and began to roll her tongue around its
satiny, hot surface, trying to coax more of the delicious nectar
from the tip of his cock.

Rone rumbled a soft groan and buried his big
hands in her hair, urging her to take a little more of him as she
sucked. Kate complied gladly. She couldn’t get much—he was simply
too big. But she managed to get the broad head in her mouth and at
least an inch or two of his long shaft. She caressed the rest of
his thick length with her hands, fisting him gently but firmly as
she bobbed her head and tried to take as much as she could.

Kate had never been much
into blow jobs before so part of her was a little shocked at what
was going on.
God, can’t believe I’m doing
this. Can’t believe I
want
to do this so badly.

But somehow she did. Rone was so big and hot
and hard in her hands and mouth. Also, Kate couldn’t deny that she
felt deliciously small and submissive, kneeling as she was before
him to please him with her mouth. She just wondered how long it
would take him to come…

And how much cum is he
going to make?
whispered a little thought
in the back of her head.
Remember when he
was coming in the shower? He made so much it ran all over your
hands. There’s no way you can swallow all that, Kate—it’ll choke
you!

But she didn’t have time to get too worried.
Above her she felt the big Kindred stiffen and his hands tightened
in her hair. He didn’t force her to take him any deeper but he
wasn’t letting her go, either. Clearly he meant for her to
swallow.

Kate tensed a little but
reminded herself that she needed to relax.
It’s all right,
she told
herself.
Just let it happen. Just let
it…

And then a warm, wet spurt of something
salty and delicious hit the back of her tongue. Kate moaned despite
herself. It was like his precum but even better—almost like a
version of his delicious Bonding Scent that she could actually
taste. It was so completely Rone—the essence of the big Kindred
that she was coming to care for so much—that Kate found she wanted
more.

As she swallowed eagerly, Rone gave her what
she wished for. But though Kate had been afraid that he would
produce huge amounts of cum as he had in the shower, it wasn’t
nearly as much as she’d feared. Also, the warm, salty spurts of
cream seemed to come at intervals, not all at once. So she had time
to swallow, and even savor his taste, completely before another hot
jet of his essence filled her mouth. Kate drank him down eagerly
and was almost disappointed when the big Kindred at last
withdrew.

“
Rone?” she asked thickly,
looking up at him. “Are you finished? You’re not, are you?” For his
cock was still long and thick and hard and the head of it was
leaking a rivulet of cum that was silvery in the
moonlight.

She reached for him again but Rone made a
soft sound of denial and drew away. Then he just sat and looked at
her. Suddenly, Kate understood what he wanted.

This was it. The moment of
ultimate submission and there was no getting away from it. Her eyes
couldn’t help flickering to the thick shaft still rising between
his thighs. To her surprise, it seemed to grow even longer and
thicker. Was that even possible? Was he actually getting
even
larger?
She
watched, her eyes wide with incomprehension and shock as he
continued to grow until he was half again as big as he’d been while
she was tasting him.

Though she’d been extremely eager to keep
sucking him, Kate felt a shiver of fear and doubt go down her spine
at the idea of taking that thick monster into her pussy.