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Untitled Part 16

"What part of "wait here" you do not understand?" Bau'jah dropped her onto the bed roughly, towering over her body with his big frame, he placed two big hands on either side of her shoulder and he lowered his head to her, face to face.

"I was merely curious to see one of your kind, that's all." Ray was flustered under his hot, spicy breath. "I thought if I was careful enough, you both wouldn't see me. I'm sorry." She said imploringly. Her curiosity paired with boldness was such a disastrous combination in some circumstances, and it would probably get her killed one day, she was sure of it in her mind.

"Were you truly that eager for his attention?" He snarled into her face, his yellow eyes narrowed, making his dark pupils gleaming dangerously.

"What? No! I didn't even know him." She objected immediately.

"I saw how you were ogling him, do not lie to me." His voice was full of anger, jealousy and bitterness. He gripped the furs.

"I was not. I was just looking at his strange skin colors and markings, nothing more." She denied his nonsense accusation. She had to admit, she was looking at the green hunter, but that hardly count as ogling.

She exhaled after seeing his flaming eyes softened a bit, but she could still feel puffs of his hot, angry breath wafted onto her face.

"Red, I really was not- " and her words were interrupted.

"I said you need to learn to say my name." He gritted his inner teeth and let out a low, simmering growl.

"Ok, I promise I will." Her head nodded rapidly in an effort to placate him.

"Starting now," he lowered a hand, and reached under her skirt, "you are not allowed to climax, not until you pronounced my name properly."

She sucked in a deep breath after he stripped her naked, her nipples erected at the rough contact of his hands, she squirmed while he twisted and tweaked her nipples, making her arch her back and moan in pleasure, then his other hand snaked further down to her mound, stimulating her sex as he dug his sharp teeth into her neck.

And just like that, he wreaked havoc on her body. The pinpricks of his talons raking her skin lightly enough to make her shudder. His long, textured tongue was so talented and flexible, it explored every sensitive part of her body. He held her thighs open and travelled his forked tongue to her womanhood, he nipped the soft skin connecting her thigh and sex, then gave her slit a long, wet lap before he twirled on her sensitive and swollen nub.

Her body was on wild fire - a fire he ignited and only he could extinguish for her. She was a shivering mess, squirming desperately for him to stretch her, to fill the emptiness. She knew there was only one way to end this. She screamed his name again and again repeatedly, hoping she would get the pronunciation halfway right, but that particular staccato was difficult for her to grasp and it was hindering her from reaching that ecstasy. Every time when she was close to come, he would stop his maddening assault and denying her release. She blamed his parents or whoever named him when he was born, for giving him such improbable name that was so hard for her to pronounce. Her body grew hot with hunger and it was unbearable, she would do anything to have his cock buried deep inside her at this point.

She clutched her hands onto his bulging arms and locked his crest head between her legs, as she bucked her hips into his face. After a few short thrusts in an attempt to seek her ever elusive release, he forced her legs apart and pinned her hips down with his superior strength, to her horror, his tongue stayed stationary, she cried and begged him desperately in vain. It was cruel of him tormenting her like this, but it was his way of punishing her.

She worked her incoherent head through the heavy lust whilst his teasing slowly drove her to the cusp of madness. After seemed countless of attempts, an accidental throaty moan escaped her mouth when she said his name, and she heard his approving growls.