Fast and the Furriest by Celia Kyle

growl.
    “Want you in my mouth,” she countered. It’d been no more than a week since she’d had his length against her tongue, and she missed the heaviness, the sweet muskiness, between her lips.
    Ares growled, low. “No. Want—”
    Zoe moved fast, snatching his shirt in her fist and yanking him toward her with a strength she hadn’t had in the past. Accepting the power as something that came from the cat, she ignored it and focused on Ares. She gave him a quick, fierce kiss. “We can taste each other.”
    The soft purr that escaped his chest told her he liked the idea.
    Then it became a mixture of kisses and nibbles, of petting hands and rough tugs of cloth. They fought to disrobe each other, Zoe yanking his shirt over his head while Ares unbuttoned her shorts and pulled them past her hips. His fingers went to her panties and she reached for her own shirt. When he grasped her bra, she undid the snap of his jeans. He slipped the straps from her arms, and she shoved his pants down his thighs.
    Hands scrambled, palms alternating between stroking skin and remaining on task as they battled to strip bare.
    And the moment cloth no longer covered them, Ares repositioned them until she rested astride his face while hers came even with his hardness. He was there for the taking, her quarry finally within reach.
    Ares flicked her exposed clit, the cool air bathing her heated flesh and forcing a shiver to race down her spine. Her pussy clenched with that first touch, and it spurred her to give him the same.
    She darted her tongue out, lapping at the first droplet of pre-come that appeared, and she moaned as his familiar flavors slipped over her taste buds. When another white drop emerged, she repeated the action, savoring the liquid.
    Each time she gave him that gentle, teasing caress, he did the same to her. Flick for flick, lick for lick until she thought she’d go crazy with her desire for more.
    “Ares,” she whined and wiggled her ass.
    He wrapped his lips around her clit and sucked, teasing the nub with a brush of his tongue, and then he released her just as quickly. “You want more, you have to give more, baby. Suck my cock, and I’ll make you scream.”
    Even with her mouth close to his cock, at her mercy, he was still in control.
    So when he demanded she take him deep, she did.
    Zoe opened her mouth wide and lowered her head, taking his length deep inside. She slid her tongue along his shaft, tracing the veined ridges as she swallowed more and more of him. His dick was heavy, a well-known weight that comforted her emerging tigress. They’d caused him to grow hard. They gave him pleasure that had him moaning against her pussy.
    His tongue circled her clit, alternating between maddening caresses and soft nibbles that drove her closer to ecstasy. Each glancing stroke and careful bite lured her higher and higher, until trembles racked her body, spine tingling with the pleasure that gathered where he tormented her intimate flesh.
    He cupped her ass, hands kneading the rounded globes, and his fingers teased her crease. Digits taunted that forbidden area, stroking nerves that normally remained void of pleasure. It was a place they’d never explored, a part of her that was untouched by their shared passion.
    She didn’t imagine it’d remain that way for long. Not with the way he teased the area, easing closer to her dark entrance. Each glancing stroke sent another tendril of pleasure through her veins, warming her from inside out. Her pussy clenched, silently begging to be filled with his thick cock. She sucked him harder with each soft stroke, attempting to give him as much as she derived from his attentions.
    She licked and sucked, his cock regularly leaking and coating her tongue with his spicy flavors. The taste added to her bliss, pushing her as she balanced on the edge of utmost ecstasy. She wrapped her fingers around his length, her hand moving in tandem with her mouth. She attempted to drive him mad with