Taming the Tyrant Beast Women

The Tigress’s First Devotion [R 18]

"Mmmph..." Leon inhaled sharply.

Selena gave him that all-knowing smile again, a slow and satisfied one. When she looked up at him, her eyes were already burning with a mixture of amusement and raw desire that made Leon’s already rapid heartbeat increase.

"You ready, my tigress?" Leon breathed, trying to get his voice to hold steady, to convey playful challenge. He’d had no idea.

Selena answered by dropping her head to his cock. She took the shimmering pink tip in her mouth and tasted the saltiness of the moist bead perched there, a thrill running through Leon, a full-body tremor that completely surprised him. It was so unlike what he’d expected... slow, gentle...

But Selena had very different ideas. She deepened her oral work, enveloping the tip, her tongue lashing back and forth across the tender head and the sensitive ridge of the foreskin, sending shockwaves through Leon. His head tilted back against the pillows and he groaned aloud, his voice rough. "Se-le-na-"

Her eyes flickered up to him at the sound, her smile still on her lips, a playful and mischievous look in their depths. "You said you wanted to see. I wanted to show you."

"You-mmph-you’re going to kill me. You’re trying to murder me with pleasure." He could feel himself already wanting to come with the mere sensation of her hot, wet mouth.

She giggled, her soft sounds vibrating along his dick. It was her first time-ever. It hadn’t happened before and her husband... her late husband had vehemently objected to it, calling the act shameful.

But this... this felt not only right to Selena, but beautiful.

Absolutely perfect.

She drew him in, bobbing her head rhythmically with such confidence. Her hand was a hot weight at the base of his shaft, stroking and teasing what her mouth couldn’t easily get to. Leon’s fingers threaded into her silver-white hair, gently cupping the back of her head, just holding her.

"Slow," he managed to whisper.

"Slow down, tigress.

Slowly."

Selena looked up, a look of something bordering on bashfulness crossing her features. "I thought about taking it slow, too."

A husky laugh escaped him. "We have all the time in the world, don’t we?"

She grinned and her mouth came back to him again, though this time she did go slower, her tongue dancing teasingly across the undersides of his shaft, making Leon arch his hips on the sheets. His hand in her hair tightened involuntarily. "Se-le-na..."

She swallowed again, her throat working around him with the slightest hint of a question about what more he would take. And then with more confidence, she swallowed more, more, more, until Leon was utterly consumed, until the building urgency couldn’t be held back any longer.

"SE-LE-NA-!"

His hips shoved forward, thrusting deeper into her mouth. He shot with a violent shudder that shook his whole body.

"AH-h!

Fuck-!"

She swallowed it all, diligently moving her throat and throat muscle to get every last bit of his cum, and when she finally came up for air, there wasn’t so much as a drop left. She took all of me, he thought, his breath ragged as the intensity of it settled him. *All of it.

Not a drop left.

I’ve never felt anything like this. Her mouth... Her tongue...

*

He collapsed onto the pillows, his muscles suddenly feeling liquid. His chest rose and fell rapidly as he finally calmed, taking deep breaths to reorient himself. Selena looked up at him then, and licked the remaining moisture from his dick with extreme delicacy, like a very, very well-behaved kitten.

It was so... perfect.

*I did it. I actually did it. And I loved it. Loved it so much.

His taste.

His sounds. Him calling my name like that... I want to do it again right now.

*

Leon slowly reached down and cupped the back of her head, pulling her face to his. He kissed her, a warm, lingering kiss, tasting himself on her sweet, salty tongue. "That was..." he could only begin, the words failing him.

Selena turned her face into his shoulder, her cheeks already flushing scarlet. "Was it... okay?"

He wrapped his arms fully around her, pulling her so close against him he could feel the soft skin on the back of her thighs and against his abs. "Selena," he whispered against the silk of her hair. "I think that was quite possibly the most amazing thing I’ve ever experienced.

And remember... what I said before.

I’m not going anywhere."

She smiled against his skin, a genuine, shy curve of her lips, and for the first time since his last wife had died on her deathbed she felt truly wanted. I love him, she thought, pressing against him. *I love him.

And he loves me.

I belong here. In his arms. Always.

*------------

Leon’s arms went around her completely, pulling her against his chest as if she belonged there, held with him and by him, her silver-white hair like moonlight spilling against his bare chest. He could feel the quiet thump of her heart against his own.

"Selena," he murmurs, pressing a tender kiss to her forehead. "I think that was the most amazing thing I’ve ever felt."

He lingered, his lips soft against the skin of her brow. "And you heard what I said earlier... I’m not going anywhere. Never."

She smiled against the heat of his chest, her fingers tracing lazy shapes across his pectorals. Not needed. Not used.

Not even just accepted.

Wanted. He means it, she realized, tears welling unexpectedly. *He means it. I can hear it when he says the words.

I can feel it against my lips when he kisses me.

* Her fingers drifted further, tracing the firm lines of his abdomen as a deep and ancient loneliness began to recede. She’d forgotten what it was like. To be loved like this.

To be held. To be cherished.

She looked up at him, tilting her head back, and his gaze met hers. His eyes softened, and he lowered his head again, capturing her lips in another kiss that deepened instantly. Their tongues intertwined in an intimate and demanding dance, and their bodies pressed together, skin to skin, the already potent heat between them flaring once more.

Selena could feel his erection grow hard against her thigh-already!

How quickly?

"Darling," she breathed against his mouth, a hint of surprised amusement in her voice. "You’re already getting hard again?"

Leon’s lips curved into a boyish, nearly embarrassed grin against hers. "Well, with you-look at you. And what you do to me-how can I not?"

His body was an urgent, insistent plea.

He wants me again, she thought with pure, unadulterated joy.

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