Page 58 of Cats Never Fly

“Youare so beautiful,” he whispered. “Ican’t believe you are letting me touch you like this.”

Ifrowned.Iwould have to work on his self-esteem if he could think of such a thing at a time like this, but that was a later job.Rightnow,Iwanted him to quit thinking altogether.Ilet go of my own cock and concentrated on him.Isqueezed more lube onto my hand, then wrapped it around his hard and weeping length again.

“Youfeel so good,”Isaid, gliding my hand along his shaft and then up and over the tip. “Sohard.Justfor me.Doyou like this, kitty cat?”

Hegrunted, then hissed the word, “yes…”

Irubbed my thumb over his slit, loving the silky feel of his pre-cum on my skin.Hewrithed beneath me.ThenIstopped.Iwaited until his eyes were on me again beforeIleisurely lifted my hand to my mouth and licked the taste of him from my hand.Itasted mostly lube, but he didn’tknow that.Thiswas all part of my plan to drive him crazy.Igrinned because it was working.

Heshuddered under me.Bothof his hands clenched brutally on my ass now.

“Now, be a good kitty,”Iwhispered in his ear, “and push that nice thick finger deep inside me and make me come.Then, tonight, when we’re all alone,I’mgoing to take my time with you until you’re begging for me to push my cock inside you.Becausegood kitties get rewards.”

Hiscock jerked and another spurt of pre-cum erupted from his tip.Thenhis fingers were back at my hole again.Thistime, he didn’t hesitate.Thebroad tip of his finger pushed gently until it slipped inside.Mybreath caught, andIclosed my eyes to savor the feeling.It’dbeen so long sinceI’ddone this with anyone.I’dalmost forgotten how different it felt to find pleasure with another person.I’dbeen in a dedicated relationship with my collection of dildoes for ages now.Butthis…

Fuck…

Irocked onto his hand in the same rhythm asIstroked his length.Ilost myself in pleasure, listening to the music of his grunts and groans.Hecame first, shooting his load across our stomachs.Hishot, wet cum splashing over me triggered my own release, andIcame a moment later.Trembling,Iclung to him until the last aftershocks of my orgasm faded.

Inuzzled his neck.Ihad no desire to move.ThelongerIwaited, the more our combined scents would sink into our skin.Iloved the idea of being marked like that.

Whenhis breathing calmed, he began to purr.Thegentle vibration soothed me.Westayed curled against one another for several long minutes before he slipped his finger out of my ass.Iwished we could stay locked in my hoard room for the rest of the day, but now that the heat of passion was cooling,Iwas suddenly very aware that five police officers were currently rummaging through my home and business unattended.Ihad nothing to hide, butIdidn’t relish the idea of them touching all my possessions either.

Mymost precious belongings were here in my hoard, but all my pieces were special to me.

Isat up and looked at my disheveled kitty cat.

Thehellhounds wouldn’t even have to sniff us to know what we’d been up to in here, not that they wouldn’t have guessed already when we were taking so long to get back out there.Butit’d only take one glance to seeI’dthoroughly pleasured my little kitten while we were out of sight.

Good.Thatway, they’d know to keep their hands off him.Iwouldn’t tolerate someone touching my kitty cat.Infact, that would be even worse than someone touching my hoard.

Whatin theEternalMagichad come over me?

Chapter Nineteen

SIMON

Wasit a walk of shame when you stumbled out of a hidden vault and into a closet to find an annoyed hellhound leaning against the wall with his arms crossed?Withone glance,Dillonknew what we’d been doing.NotthatIthought it’d be a secret, but this made me squirm almost as much as whenMamaandPopshad sat me and my littermates down and given us the “talk.”Noone wants to talk about sex with their parents.AndIdidn’t want to talk about sex with a police officer, either.

Ourpants had survived our make-out session in his hoard room, but our shirts hadn’t.Ogdenhad destroyed them when he’d ripped them off our bodies.We’dused the ripped shirts to wipe away our mess, butIdoubted we’d cleaned up everything.Butthat meant we weren’t wearing shirts, andIdidn’t like another man’s eyes onOgden’sbody.

Istepped in front of him to block the hellhound’s view of my… dragon.

Ididn’t even know what to call him.Somepeople didn’t like labels, butIwasn’t one of those people.Iliked to know things and understand how everything worked together.Ithelped me figure out the rules for interacting with people.WasOgdenmy boyfriend?Imean, we did just make out in the room where he kept his treasure.Thatseemed a step up from just friends.

We’dtalked about being mates, but was it too soon?We’donly met like…Wow…Wasit only yesterday?

“Abouttime,”Dillonmuttered.Hesquished up his nose like the smell of sex offended him.Heshook his head, as if he couldn’t believe we’d stop to make out when we were in the middle of an investigation.Thehellhound scowled at us, then spun around and marched out of the closet. “Gladto know you didn’t run into any problems in there.”

Ogdensnickered. “Nope.Noproblems at all.”

“Getyour asses cleaned up.We’reheading over toWesley’splace next.”

Mycheeks were scorching hot.Icouldn’t believe we’d just… done what we’d done… when we knew people were out here waiting for us.HowwouldIever faceVanandDillonagain?

HolyMagic,IhopedMamanever found out about this.

“Comehere, kitty cat,”Ogdensaid as he tugged me deeper into his massive closet, distracting me from my spiraling thoughts. “Calmdown.Onestep at a time.Wehave to get dressed first.Thenwe can think about all the rest.”