Forgotten (62 page)

“
Did I really take the
time to prepare you properly to let me in?” His eyes were
pleading.

“
You did,” Kate assured
him. “You…you tasted me
very
thoroughly. I swear, Rone.”

His eyes blazed. “I need to put my tongue
deep inside you…need to taste your honey right from the source
while you’re coming.”

“
All right,” Kate
whispered. “Do…do what you need to do.”

She stroked his hair again and moaned as he
leaned forward and sucked her swollen clit between his lips. He
circled it slowly with his tongue, lapping first one side and then
the other and at the same time, Kate felt him slip two long, strong
fingers deep into her cunt channel.

“
Ahh!” She gasped arching
her back as she felt him penetrate her and a whipcrack orgasm raced
through her. The
hunger
inside her was screaming that this was what she
needed—to be filled—to be fucked. But though his fingers felt good,
they weren’t enough.

“
That’s right, baby,” she
heard Rone murmur as he fucked deeply into her, watching her face
for her reaction. “That’s right—ride my fingers. Come hard for me
and make plenty of honey.”

“
I…I am…I swear I am!”
Kate moaned as she felt her inner walls tighten around his invading
fingers. “But please Rone, I need more!”

“
You’ll have more,” he
promised. “You’ll have as much as you can take—as much as you need,
baby. But first let me taste your sweet juices.”

And he withdrew his fingers and leaned
closer, replacing them with his long, hot tongue.

Kate wailed with new
pleasure as she felt him enter her again. Her thighs clamped around
his head and she bucked up to meet him, her pussy spasming around
his tongue. God it felt so good—so
right!
And Rone didn’t forget her
clit either. As he lapped deep inside her, searching hungrily for
her sweet juices, she felt the broad pad of his thumb circle the
sensitive little bud until she thought she was going to
explode.

Suddenly another hard, quick orgasm raced
through her.

“
Ahh!” she gasped, bucking
up to meet his mouth and tightening her thighs around his head.
God, was this really her—timid little Kate—moaning and begging,
pulling his hair and riding the big Kindred’s tongue so
shamelessly? It didn’t seem possible that she could have gone from
being so uncertain about this act to craving the feel of his mouth
on her pussy like her next breath but Kate couldn’t deny it was so.
God, she wanted him! And not just his fingers or tongue—she wanted
his thick cock buried deep in her pussy, filling her just as he had
on the night his Beast had finally come out!

“
Rone!” she begged tugging
at his hair. “Rone, please! I can’t take anymore—I need you
now.”

“
All right.” He pulled up
reluctantly, his mouth and jaw shiny with her juices. “All right,
just…just needed to taste you.”

“
And you have,” Kate told
him. “Now take me—
please!”

“
With pleasure,” he
growled, shucking off his tight black leather trousers. “But this
time I want to go more slowly—want to be gentle with you,
baby.”

Kate didn’t feel like she needed him to be
gentle but right now as long as he put himself inside her, she
wasn’t going to complain. She reached for him eagerly as Rone
started to climb on top of her but then, suddenly, a memory sparked
in her brain.

“
No!” She put her hands on
his broad chest, holding him off for a moment. “No—not
here.”

Rone frowned. “What? Where do you want to
go—back to Earth?”

“
No, nothing like that.”
Kate shook her head impatiently. “To the Breeding
Chair.”

“
What?” Rone’s eyes
widened, then narrowed. “No—we can’t!”

“
Why not?” Kate demanded.
Before he could protest more she said, “
Please,
Rone, I don’t know why but
that’s where…where I feel like I need to be. Were
we
need to be. And
besides, didn’t you say you wanted to be gentle with me? And isn’t
that what the Breeding Chair is for—long, gentle lovemaking? You
told me that yourself.”

He shrugged his broad shoulders,
defeated.

“
All right—yes, I did say
that.” He sighed. “You win, baby.” Scooping her up, he carried her
over to the large rocking chair-looking piece of furniture and
settled himself on it with Kate in his lap.

Kate reached for his thick shaft, trying to
fit it inside herself at once but Rone put a hand on her wrist,
stopping her.

“
Slowly, baby,” he
growled. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

Kate nearly cried in frustration. “You
won’t, I swear you won’t!” she promised.

“
I just want to take
things easy.” Slowly, he rubbed the broad, plum shaped head of his
cock over her open folds, making Kate moan. “At least you should be
healed of any damage I did the other night.”

“
You didn’t damage me,”
Kate whispered, trying to reassure him even though the fire was
raging inside her. She stroked his hair and cupped his cheek. “You
didn’t, Rone, honestly.”

A look of sorrow crossed his strong
features.

“
I want to believe you but
the only parts I can remember of that night are you begging and
trying to get away.”

“
I
did
try to get away once.
After…after I sucked you.” Kate could feel her cheeks burning as
she confessed. “But only because you got so much bigger it scared
me.”

He sighed. “Yes, the Beast’s urge is to
breed which means I grow thicker and longer and make much more seed
in that state.”

“
You certainly, uh, made a
lot that night,” Kate said. “In fact, that was the first thing you
did when you…when you got all the way inside me. Before you even
thrust in and out once, you came and came and came. I was, uh,
completely saturated before you even started to move.”

“
Did I?” Rone looked
surprised and cautiously pleased. “I don’t remember that part but
I’m glad to hear my Beast had at least enough consideration to help
you open before he—before
I
—bred you.”

“
How would coming in me
over and over help me open up?” Kate asked, momentarily distracted
from her intense need by curiosity.

“
The compounds in my seed
help you open for me,” Rone explained. “The same compounds that
make you multi-orgasmic once I’m inside you.”

“
Is that why I needed
to…to swallow your seed? Uh, your cum?” Kate asked, feeling her
cheeks get hot. “Does that help get me ready too?”

“
Ready for the Beast,
yes—it’s always part of taming the Beast.” Rone cocked an eyebrow
at her. “But how did you know that?”

“
I was given a
book
—The Volume of Submission,”
Kate explained. “I was sort of studying it before
I went to bed that night. And I remembered that it seemed important
that I…that I suck you. Don’t you remember it at all?”

He frowned. “I do, now that I think of it. I
remember you on your knees in the moonlight, looking so beautiful
as you took me in your mouth…” His jaw clenched. “I remember
holding your head…making sure you swallowed.”

“
But you weren’t mean
about it,” Kate told him quickly. “Just firm. And now I know
why—I
needed
to
taste your seed in order to take you in my…in my pussy.”

“
Well, that
is
true,” Rone
acknowledged. “The more seed you take, both in your mouth and in
your pussy, the easier it is to open for my shaft. In fact…” He
frowned. “I think it’s best if I come in you now—just to prepare
you before I enter you fully.”

“
Really? You can do that?”
Kate asked. “You can come on demand?”

He shrugged his broad, muscular shoulders.
“It’s a Wulven trait to get our mates ready to receive us.” He
stroked her cheek and looked intently into her eyes. “Will you
receive me now, Kate? Just one more time, will you take my shaft
and my seed deep in your sweet pussy?”

Kate’s breath seemed to
catch in her throat. She knew that even if the
hunger
hadn’t been riding her, she
would have agreed to his request.

“
Yes,” she whispered,
leaning in to kiss him again. “Yes, I’ll take you, Rone.
Please…please just do it.”

“
Gently,” he said. “Here,
put your feet on the footrests so you can have some support. I’m
only going to put the head of my shaft in you at first as I come in
you.”

Kate did as he said, settled herself firmly
so that she was straddling his lap with her open pussy suspended
over his thick shaft. She moaned softly as Rone slid the broad head
of his cock over her wet folds, stroking against her swollen clit
several times before coming to rest at the entrance of her
pussy.

“
Just the head,” he
reminded her as Kate tried to lower herself onto him. “Careful,
baby—I’m too thick for you to take all at once. I need to come in
you first, like I said.”

“
So is this always…always
how we did it?” Kate asked breathlessly as he slipped just the
thick head of his shaft into her soft little cunt. “You would come
in me first before we could actually get…get started?”

“
Almost always,” Rone
assured her. “Sometimes you got impatient with me.”

“
I’m feeling pretty
impatient right now,” Kate moaned. Despite the stretching pain, she
wiggled a little, getting at least one more thick inch of his shaft
inside her before Rone grabbed her hips in his big hands and
stopped her.

“
Just hold still, baby,”
he murmured. “Just relax a minute and let me come in you. As soon
as I fill your pussy with my cream, you can come down on me all the
way.”

Kate moaned and whimpered
impatiently—now that she had even a little bit of his long, thick
cock inside her, the
hunger
was riding her again, telling her that she had to
get more of him—
all
of him inside her.

“
Hold still,” Rone
commanded again. “I’m about to…”

He didn’t finish his sentence but he didn’t
have to. Kate felt something hot and wet spurt inside her. She gave
a little gasp and looked down, watching his thick shaft pulse as
another spurt of hot cum pumped into her pussy. And then another
and another.

“
Rone!” she gasped as she
felt his seed filling her. “God, I can feel you doing it—can feel
you coming inside me!”

“
Then you should be almost
ready to take me.” His jaw was clenched in concentration and she
knew he was holding back, trying not to ram himself to the hilt in
her pussy.

“
I am ready—I am!” Kate
promised wildly. The
hunger
was becoming too much to bear—telling her that
she had to have him in her
now.

“
Come down slowly, baby,”
Rone instructed her, loosening his grip on her waist. “Just come
down slow and don’t hurt yourself.”

Gripping his broad, bare shoulders for
support, Kate obeyed and sank slowly onto him. She moaned as she
felt his thickness stretching her, just as it had the night his
Beast had come out. But just as it had that night, the cum he had
filled her with allowed her to take him with only a slight
stretching sensation that was more pleasure than pain.

At last he bottomed out inside her, filling
her pussy completely as the broad head of his cock pressed hard
against the mouth of her womb. They sat there for a moment, Kate
moaning softly in pleasure and need—having him in her was good but
she needed even more, needed to feel him thrusting to fill her
up…

She started to raise up off his lap so that
she could start a rhythm but Rone stopped her.

“
No, baby—this is where
the Breeding Chair comes in. All I have to do is rock to thrust
inside you—you don’t have to do a thing but sit on my lap and ride
me.”

“
But…but I don’t think
just rocking is going to help,” Kate protested. “I mean, I need you
in me
deep
and
hard
,
Rone—I can’t help it!”

“
The Chair is built for
that too. Watch.” He flicked a lever at the side of the Breeding
Chair, just under the seat and suddenly Kate felt the seat itself
begin to tilt.

“
It’s all right—I’ve got
you,” the big Kindred reassured her, gripping her hips. “The seat
is on a special hinge. It allows deeper penetration than rocking
alone can give. Watch.” He began to rock the Chair and thrust into
her at the same time. To Kate’s delight, what he’d said was
true.

With every backward rocking motion, Rone’s
pelvis tilted away, allowing him to pull almost all the way out of
her. With every forward motion, his pelvis tilted up, thrusting
deep to bury himself to the hilt in her pussy, the head of his cock
kissing the mouth of her womb every time.

“
Oh…
oh!”
she gasped as Rone reached
between them and slipped his thumb into her swollen pussy
lips.

“
That’s right, baby,” he
growled, still rocking inside her with slow, hard, deliberate
thrusts. “That’s right, ride my cock. Let me fill your tight little
pussy with my shaft and make you come, come so hard…”