Chapter 70

"My turn, sweetness."
Before she could ask what he meant, she found herself being flipped to lie on her back with her head toward the foot of the mattress. She looked up into Remy's gray marble face. His dark gray eyes crinkled at the corners from his wicked grin. He held himself over her on his elbows, but she could feel the weight of him pinning her to the bed and it turned her on even more.
First he kissed her. It was gentle - he was cautious of his fangs. But his lips were strong and sure and thorough. By the time he was done she was barely breathing, and her hips were pushing up against him, trying to fit his cock to her wet and aching pussy.
"Not yet." He shifted away from her lips to rim her ear with the tip of his tongue. She shivered and craned her neck to give him better access.
He kissed a line down the side of her throat, sliding downward along her body as he did. The friction was delicious even though she whimpered at the loss of his weight where she wanted it. Then he settled on his elbows between her legs and all she wanted to do was purr.
"Beautiful." His whisper was almost reverent. He ran one knuckle through her wet curls. The touch felt wonderful, but it was too light. She wanted more. She lifted her hips.
"Ah-ah! Stay still." He reached up, took her wrists in his hands and guided them to the pillow above her head. "Keep them there." His voice was a low, husky rumble.
Mari nodded.
"Say 'yes, Remy'," he instructed.
Mari licked her lips. "Yes, Remy."
He nodded and smiled. "Good girl. Now hold perfectly still, no matter what. Understand?"
She nodded.
"Ah!" He shook one finger at her in warning, but his gaze was still hot and sweet, so she wasn't frightened in the least - just turned on even more.
She swallowed hard. "Yes, Remy."
"Good." He rewarded her with a long slow lick along the seam of her labia.
She dug her heels into the mattress and clenched her buttocks to keep from moving. Her hands fisted around the pillow and her eyelids fluttered shut.
"Keep them open, cherie," he admonished. "I want you to watch me make you come."
Oh gods! Her womb tightened and more cream dampened the sheet between her legs.
"Do you understand?"
"Yes, Remy," she panted.
So she watched. His fingers were tipped with claws, but they never even grazed her flesh. With infinite care, he used the pads of his thumbs to spread her pussy lips and gazed for a moment at the sight of her spread before him.
"So wet," he murmured. "Pink and swollen. Just for me."
"Yes, Remy," she breathed. "Just for you."
"Good answer, little seal." He gave her another lick, this one slower and penetrating a little deeper. His tongue was longer than it had been in his other shape and strong. When he circled her clit with the tip she had to fight to keep her eyes open.
"You like that?"
"Yes."
"Yes, what?"
She was panting now, had to force out the words. "Yes. Remy."
"Ah, cherie, you are a delight."
He slid his thumbs up so they were on either side of her clit, pressing lightly. Then he licked her with his tongue, going deeper with each stroke until he finally penetrated her channel with the length of it.
She was too aroused now to speak, but she forced her eyes to stay open and watch as he ate her. His tongue thrust into her pussy and retreated, slowly at first, then faster and harder. As his speed increased, he squeezed his thumbs together just a little harder, adding pressure to her engorged clit.
Mari whimpered as the beginnings of her orgasm gathered in her womb. Remy continued to fuck her with his tongue, pausing occasionally to lick her juices off her thighs and her mound.
"Delicious," he whispered. "Salty and sweet. Ambrosia."
Then he speared his tongue deep and curled the tip to hit the sweet spot up inside. At the same time he pinched his thumbs on her clit and Mari saw sparks of colored light in front of her eyes. A hoarse cry was wrenched from her diaphragm as the climax shuddered through her. The spasms went on and on as Remy continued his onslaught.
When she finally lay limp against the sweat dampened sheet, Remy slid just far enough up beside her to tenderly lave one nipple with his tongue. The soft sensation sent another ripple of aftershocks through her gut and she moaned his name.
He settled on his side next to her on the pillows and pulled her against him. His enormous erection prodded against the crack of her ass and she wriggled against it. In spite of her exhaustion, she couldn't help wanting him again. And her ass was just begging for some attention. She wondered if he was into that, then wondered if she'd be around him long enough to find out. That depressing thought made her sigh.
"Go to sleep, Mari." He kissed the side of her neck and smoothed her hair. "There will be plenty of time for more of that later."
On that happy note, she drifted off to sleep.