about it. She vowed she wouldn’t think about anything but the way it felt, and with luck, it would feel wonderful.
With her rump in the air and her shoulders on the bed, her nipples scraped across the sheets with every thrust of Wyatt’s fingers. Add the sensation of Wyatt’s fingers in her back hole, his thumb stroking her clit and it didn’t take long for her to push back against him, wanting more, needing more.
Melody tensed for a bit when Wyatt moved between her thighs. His cock pressed at her rear opening, found resistance, but he still pushed forward. It burned for a moment. Afterward, she got an overwhelming feeling of fullness as he continued to push his way inside her. Thank goodness for the oil, or she never would have been able to withstand it.
“Relax, angel.” Wyatt leaned down to press a kiss between her shoulder blades. “Try not to stiffen up. I’ll move as slowly and gently as I can. If the pain gets to be too much, let me know and I’ll stop.” He continued to press his cock into her well-oiled back hole and entered her with slow, precise movements.
She was about to tell him to stop, that the burning sensation was too much when Wyatt reached around her and slid his fingers through her wet folds to encircle her swollen clit. With the distraction of his talented fingers, he managed to settle deep inside her before she could even think to whisper a protest.
His sac swung forward, resting against her nether lips as his hips pressed snugly against her rear. She wondered a bit at the near absence of pain just for a moment, until he pulled out and eased his way back inside her.
“I didn’t hurt you, did I?” Wyatt pressed a kiss against her spine. His experienced fingers slid through her slick folds, driving her closer and closer to anther orgasm. Again he pulled out to slowly drive his shaft back inside her.
Melody shook her head. “No. It burned for just a bit, but it doesn’t anymore. You’ve made doubly sure that this wouldn’t be too uncomfortable for me.” She smiled. “In fact, it’s starting to feel good now.” She could feel him trembling behind her as he held himself in tight rein. His gentleness touched her, brought tears to her eyes. Melody felt so cherished, so precious. No one had ever treated her so carefully. Wyatt’s fingers slid repeatedly over her swollen clit as he continued to slowly thrust his cock into her.
His precise ministrations brought her closer and closer to another orgasm. Soon, Melody rose up on her elbows. She pushed her rear back against Wyatt as he drove into her over and over. Somehow, she had to make him release his hold on his control. She needed him to drive into her with abandon, to know that she made him lose control just as surely as she lost hers.
“Please,” she begged as she continued to push backward, nearly mindless. “I’m not fragile, Wyatt. Please.” She pushed herself back into him as she reached down between her legs to fondle his sac.
“Shit, baby.” His voice came out a near growl.
“Yes,” Melody said with a moan as he finally lost his control, leaned down and bit her shoulder as he drove into her.
At some point, Melody became aware that he had truly lost control when she heard the low growl behind her. His tongue was like sandpaper as it rasped over her skin in a rough caress.
She was almost afraid to turn and look behind her. Making love with a man who could shift into an animal was one thing, but being mounted by his animal was something totally different. Still, she gathered the courage to turn and look. She had to know.
Wyatt stared down at her with his blue eyes looking strange. She sighed with relief to see that it was still Wyatt behind her and that he hadn’t lost control to his cat, though it sounded as though things had gotten a bit sketchy for a minute.
He thrust forward one last time with a low growl that must have come from deep in his chest. Slowly, he pulled his flaccid shaft from her back hole and