Vane lifted his head from her pussy, and the look he gave her held so much heat, so much passion, she was certain he was going to climb up her body and mount her for hours to come. But he didn't. Instead he closed his eyes, shaking his head a little. He hunched back down to her sex and worked her with a passionate purpose…to make her come.

Everything inside Sarina tightened as her aching body soared toward its peak. His tongue performed a miracle against her swollen clit, flicking with a touch that had her breaths struggling to come and her thighs quivering in his hold. She could do nothing to stop the tongue-lashing, and she didn't want to. She just kept seeing him pumping his hard flesh, the tip red and swollen, then shooting white semen against the cabin.

She tried to catch her breath, tried to scream as she exploded, but couldn't. Her back arched off the bed and tight pleasure tore through her. Her legs shook in his strong hold, dislodging her from his tongue, but he dove back after it and finished tonguing her until the spasms left her body and she collapsed, panting against the bed.

By sheer force of will, Sarina was able to open her eyelids. Vane crouched between her bent knees. He looked like an erotic, dark angel. His erection was dark, hard, and viciously aroused. She nibbled on her lip just looking at it. When he reached out and squeezed her thigh in a grip that was almost painful, she realized that he had said something.

"What?"

"I said, suck me."

Sarina's eyes widened as a new wave of pleasure flooded her core. The pleasure she had from just imagining him stroking himself was nothing compared to the thought of putting her mouth on him, tasting him. Even as she moved to a sit up, a wave of hesitation hit her.

"I've never done that."

Vane laughed, but it was a pained, hoarse sound. He moved to stand next to the bed, looking beautiful in the moonlit shadows that beamed over him.

"Don't tell me you're feeling shy now, lumara? Don't forget that not only have I watched you pleasure yourself—quite beautifully I'll add—while watching a porno, but I saw the bag of toys you brought with you during your breeding cycle. Now, suck my dick." She blushed and slapped his chest playfully, which only made him chuckle again. "I also recall a late-night conversation we had at your father's cabin regarding a fantasy you had with not one, but two bisexual lovers taking you at once."

Sarina hugged him and hid her red face against his neck. "I never should have told you that."

"Oh, no baby. I want to know all your fantasies. I'll never let another man touch you but, but I thought your fantasy was very," he thought about it for a moment, “imaginative, for a virgin."

“Don’t you know us virgins are the kinkiest? All those pent up, repressed desires….”

She nipped his neck and his sharp inhale reminded her of the very hard, very demanding cock that was digging into her stomach. Feeling inspired by his choice word for her, Sarina smiled wickedly up at him and ushered him to lay back on the bed with his big legs hanging off the side. He did as she pleased, a dark need in his eyes.

His cock was so hard it lined with the hard plane of his stomach. The round head was flushed red and the veins stood out proudly as she looked at it. She had never taken the time to study him when they'd been together before. During her breeding cycle, her hormones were a furious lust storm inside her, consuming her and him.

She caressed the hard, muscled strength of his thighs, loving the crisp, dark hair under her fingers as she studied his drawn up scrotum. Drawing close, she bent over him, then ran a gentle caress across his sac, surprised to learn that it was quite soft and pliable. As she rolled and learned the texture of the interesting flesh, Vane made a heartfelt groan from deep in his chest.

"If you don't do something soon, I won't be at fault for what happens."

Loving how much her touch was driving him crazy, Sarina dipped her mouth to his cock and pressed a soft, gentle kiss along the swollen head. It pulsed against her as if seeking to kiss her back for her little peck. The angle was awkward and she wasn't sure how she was supposed to fit his cock in her mouth like she'd seen in her movies. Surely her mouth couldn't open that wide. That’s why there were actors for this sort of thing.

Just as she was about to drive him crazy with her dainty tonguing licks, Vane rushed to his feet and pressed her down to her knees so that she was face level with his cock. He grabbed the heavy mass and aimed it at her lips.

"Oh."

Looking up at him and seeing his cheeks flushed the same color as his cock, Sarina wanted nothing more in that moment than to give him the same amazing pleasure he'd given her tonight and during the days of her breeding cycle. His nostrils flared as he stared down at her with intense heat. Despite the fact that she had no idea how to do this, Sarina grabbed his hard cock from him, took him in a small fist, and brought it to her wet lips.

She licked the rim, tasting his leaking cum, then traced further down to the bottom of the head. When Vane hissed in a sharp breath, she assumed that what she was doing was good.

"More," he growled, thrusting his hips a little at her mouth, seeking entrance.

Sarina answered by opening her mouth around his cock, and using her tongue as a wet guide. She took as much of his thick cock as she could in one swoop. Her mouth was full of him and she felt a strange, erotic thrill fill her. He tasted like her cream wrapped in his masculine taste. She felt naughty, sexy, and desperately wanted to have him spill himself in her mouth.

With that new goal in mind, Sarina did her best to learn how to please him. She retreated with a wet pass back up to his tip and then dipped down again until she had created a wonderful, wet glide that she could easily bow into. When his hands came up to fist in her hair, and his hips began a short, thrusting motion she knew she had him. Squeezing him in her fist, she bobbed wetly back and forth on his hard cock stopping when her lips reached her hand. Then she pulled him out all the way to flick her tongue across his red tip.

"Christ," he panted, fighting to catch air. Sarina closed her lips around him again and increased her speed, sensing his nearing release. She rubbed her tongue against his hot flesh sucking hard and pumping his cock with her fist at the same time. He groaned harshly and his thighs trembled for a moment, his cock grew bigger in her mouth. The hand in her hair pushed her closer and then the hot flood of hot cum jetted over her tongue and throat, filling her mouth. She sucked him hard coaxing his seed from him. The look of raw pleasure on his face made her moan.

When he finally pulled out of her mouth, he collapsed onto the bed to keep from falling. She followed him, straddling his chest, and pressing kisses on his neck. She bit her lip and noted that her lips felt tingly and almost numb. The taste of him was in her mouth, and at the sight of him fighting to catch his breath, she realized it was worth the numb lips.

He turned to look at her with a lazy smile. It curled her toes how much he meant to her, how much he was capable of making her feel with just that one look. She moved to roll off him, but he stopped her.

"I'm afraid we're not done yet, lumara. I still have a point to prove."

"What?" It took a second, but then remembered her joke about his quick lovemaking. "It was only a joke, luma. You really have nothing to prove."

"Perhaps.” His eyes darkened to a positively evil light. “However I find it in my best interest, and yours, to show you just how long I can pleasure you for." Then he rolled on top of her and stole the breath from her with a searing kiss that dominated her senses.