Convincing the Cougar

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Author: Jessie Donovan
Tags: FICTION / Romance / Paranormal
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    But as the seconds ticked by, the continued silence worried her. She decided to risk whispering his name. "Kian?"
    She nearly jumped when she felt a finger brush the right side of her pussy. The sudden touch sent a wave of heat over her skin, making her nipples tighten and pussy lips throb.
    Kian's voice was scratchy when he finally spoke. "I am going to miss this." Another small caress on the other side, his touch no less electric than the first caress. "So plump and ready to grip my cock."
    Then his touch was gone. Before Trinity could say a word, she felt his hands gliding up her bent leg. He moved it until she could feel his shoulder against the sensitive skin on the back of her knee.
    He had made it to the ground without making a sound.
    Liability, my ass. The man still had it.
    His breath was now hot against her as he said, "Open your eyes and watch me fuck you with my tongue."
    Her clit pulsed at the memory of what her mate could do with his hot, wet tongue. She opened her eyes and drew in a breath at Kian's expression.
    He stared up at her with a mixture of desire and possessiveness, the look more cougar than human. This was the man she'd mated. She had missed him.
    She reached to touch his face, but the material restraints stopped her.
    As if sensing her frustration, he rubbed up and down her thighs to sooth her, but the roughness of his palms against her smooth skin only sent more wetness between her thighs. She whispered, "Kian."
    He stared, each exhale sending hot air against her exposed flesh. "I want to remember this mouthwatering scent." He leaned closer and drew in a deep inhale. "You have the sweetest-smelling cunt I've ever had." He maintained eye contact as he finally gave a lick up her slit, retreating before he reached her clit. "But you taste even better."
    She moaned. "More. Give me more, Kian."
    "No. First, I want to feel the weight of your tits in my hands."
    He started a slow path up her legs then her belly, and with his long arms, finally reached her breasts. He covered them with his hands, and she leaned into his touch. Even through the slip of lace between them, she loved the feel of her hard nipples against the roughness of his palms.
    He squeezed hard—just the way she liked it—and she whispered, "Yes."
    He released her right breast only to grip her nipple and twist. "I've always loved how sensitive your nipples are." He rolled her right one, the combination of his touch and the friction added by the lace making her moan. "I could make you come right now by simply playing with your tits. But that's not how I want to say goodbye to you, Trinity."
    She looked down at him and let every bit of her desire show on her face. "Then hurry up and show me. Four months without your touch is a long time."
    He gave one last squeeze to her left breast before both of his hands went to her back. They trailed slowly, rubbing as they went, until they rested on her ass. He continued to rub her cheeks, and Trinity arched her back. Then his hands were gone, only to return with a hard slap.
    She squeaked and resisted a scowl. Normally, she'd threaten him with payback, but that would signal how she expected them to have a future. She couldn't risk spooking him.
    Instead, she tried another tactic. "You'd better hurry, or Sy and the others will arrive before you get a chance to finish your goodbye fuck."
    He narrowed his eyes and squeezed her ass. "If you have time to think of other men, then I think it's time to take off the kid gloves."
    "Why are you still talking?"
    He growled at that, and she resisted a smile. But once he leaned in and nipped her inner thigh, she forgot whatever taunt she was about to say. When his hot tongue lapped up her juices from her skin as if he was starving, she sucked in a breath and titled her hips forward in invitation.
     

Chapter Two
     
     
    Kian kept a firm grip on Trinity's ass as he leaned in and licked her liquid desire off her left thigh, and then the right. While it'd only

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