messes.”
Tanner muttered something even Adar, with his cat hearing, couldn’t decipher, and Jeanine’s smile widened even more.
“We’ll be a team, you and I.” She splayed her frighteningly fragile fingers over his rough hands. “Belonging to each other.”
“We are a team.” Adar gazed down at the female he couldn’t live without. “And we’ve always belonged together. You simply didn’t know it.”
Her face flushed an endearing pink. “My body knew it.”
As does mine . Adar’s cock hardened. “Before this night ends, all of you will know it.” He swung her into his arms, and she squealed, kicking her legs, and clutching his shoulders. “We’re leaving.”
* * *
Jeanine reclined on the limousine’s black leather seat, her mind spinning and her body aroused. “Shouldn’t you be attending your own party?” She shamelessly spread her legs, allowing Adar to stroke up her thighs, his coarse hands sliding under the hem of her dress. The partition behind the driver’s seat had been lowered, granting them the illusion of privacy, creating a moving oasis inhabited by the two of them.
“I should be here with you.” Adar grazed her soft folds with his fingertips, and she twitched, the ecstasy too intense, too right. “You’re dripping for me, mate,” he rumbled, his grim lips curled into a smug smile. “Is all of this sweet cream for me?” He swept his fingers up and down, up and down her pussy.
“Yes, it’s all for you, Adar.” She rested her head on the seat back, trusting him with her body, her heart, and her soul. “It has always been for you.” Only he made her this wet, needy, longing to be filled. Jeanine lifted into his hand, impatient for more.
“Which is why the cub still lives.” Adar sank to his knees before her and flipped her skirt up. He perused her thoroughly, leisurely, with his unblinking cat eyes. “This pussy is mine.” He cupped her mons, pressing the heel of his hand against her clit, the pressure exquisite.
“Yours,” Jeanine moaned, wiggling her ass.
“Mine.” He opened her wider with his fingers and skimmed her clit with his thumbs, ratcheting Jeanine’s desire higher. “You smell delicious, kitten.” He extended his tongue, and she shook, anticipating his touch.
He swept her from ass to clit with the flat of his tongue. “Adar,” she cried, bucking, unable to control her body.
“Hmmm… You taste even better than you smell.” He laved her pussy, dipping his tongue into every crevice, exploring her, feasting upon her, and she dug her fingernails into the limousine seat, struggling not to come. The trembling in her thighs intensified.
He cupped her bare ass, his claws pricking her skin, as he licked and nibbled upon her. Spots decorated his forehead, blending into his short black hair, his animal prowling close to the surface. I do that to him . Jeanine gazed at Adar, need winding tighter around her. I bring out the beast in this powerful male .
He pushed his tongue into her, and she arched, grasping his head, pressing her fingertips into his scalp, needing to clasp him -- her constant, her safety in a world of risk. “Please,” she moaned.
Adar’s gaze met hers, his eyes glittering with a wild savagery, a primitive possessiveness that stole Jeanine’s breath. A rumble rolled up his suit-clad chest, and he drove forward, surging deeper.
“Yes.” She tilted her hips, giving him access to everything, to all of her. He thrust mercilessly into her, skimming his flesh along her inner walls, using his tongue as he would use his cock, filling her again and again, his nose rubbing against her clit.
“Yes. Yes. Yes.” Jeanine rode her lover’s face, raising into each stroke, smacking her folds against his firm, hard lips, smattering his scarred cheeks with her juices, branding him with her scent. He growled, sucking, thrusting, devouring her wetness, his wildness dangling her over the razor-sharp edge of fulfillment.
“Adar.” She dug red