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So stop fighting him, whispered the voice of the Knowing. Stop fighting and just let go. There’s nothing else you can do.

  Kate knew it was true. She was in the hands of a male who was determined to have her—to taste her for as long as he desired. And there was no reasoning with him—no way to ask him to back off or be gentle. All she could do was try to relax and be open to him—all she could do was open her pussy for his tongue and let him taste her until he was ready for something else.

  Ready to fuck me, she thought and gave a little shiver. She wasn’t ready for that—not yet. But in the meantime, she took some deep breaths and tried to quell the panic that was trying to take her. All right—everything was going to be all right. Rone might get a little rough but he wouldn’t really hurt her—not even in his fur-form. The Beast just needed to taste her…and she needed to open her pussy for him and let him.

  “All right,” she whispered as she felt the hot drag of his tongue over her swollen inner cunt again. “All right, Rone—do what you want to…what you need to. I won’t…won’t try to fight you.”

  And as Rone sucked her swollen clit into his mouth and began to circle it over and over his hot tongue, she stopped pulling at the grass and buried her hands in his thick, shaggy black hair instead.

  Rone’s Beast seemed to sense her submission because his tight grip, which had been bruising the sensitive flesh of her thighs, loosened a little and he settled down to a more leisurely lapping. Kate moaned and stroked his hair, pressing her hips up to meet his mouth. If she had to give in to the Beast, she would do it completely—would give him everything he needed until he had as much as he desired.

  As she had when Rone had tasted her the night before, she lost track of how many times she came. She had the sense that Rone’s Beast had been waiting years for this opportunity—waiting to taste her for himself instead of using Rone as an intermediary—and he wasn’t eager to stop. He lapped her, sucking her clit into his mouth and lashing it with his tongue one moment and then gave her slow, gentle licks the next that nearly made her cry with pleasure at his unexpected tenderness.

  Kate wasn’t sure if her body was responding to the big Kindred’s or not but her pussy never seemed to run out of honey. Between her legs, she was wet and hot and open, giving Rone’s Beast a seemingly endless supply of what he craved so badly.

  It seemed to go on for hours but at last Rone unwound his long arms from around her legs and sat back on his heels.

  Dazed from coming so hard and so often, Kate somehow made her way up into a kneeling position. The Beast was just sitting there, staring at her in the moonlight and she wondered what he was going to do next.

  “What is it?” she whispered to him. “What do you want? What do you need?”

  Then her eyes fell to his crotch. Rone had been shirtless but still wearing his trousers when she first came running into the small glade. Now Kate saw that he still had his trousers on but there was a large, thick ridge pressing against the tight black leather in a way that had to be painful.

  Rone rubbed the ridge in his trousers with one hand and made a soft rumbling groan. Then he looked up at Kate, his silver eyes filled with a different kind of hunger.

  Kate felt her breath coming short. Oh God, was he already ready to do that? To take her? No, there had to be something she could do to delay just a little longer. She was no longer trying to fight this but she was still frightened…still wanted a little more time to get ready to have that thick shaft deep inside her.

  Then the pictures in the Volume of Submission came back to her again and she knew what she had to do.

  “Hey, Rone,” she whispered, knee-walking over to him, the soft, cool grass whispering against her thighs. “Are you all right? Does this…does it hurt?” Very, very carefully, she put out a hand and stroked gently along the rigid shaft of flesh still encased in the tight black leather.

  Rone groaned softly and thrust his hips at her, letting her know she was on the right path.

  “All right,” she told him, using both hands this time to find the magno-tabs at the front which held the trousers together. “It’s all right. I’m going to take care of you…just like you took care of me.”

  With hands that shook only a little, she managed to get the trousers undone and pulled them apart. Immediately his long, hard shaft sprang out. Kate gasped at its size. Yes, she’d seen him naked before and even handled him intimately during the shower the two of them had taken at Flame and Frost. But she was absolutely certain he was bigger this time and he hadn’t exactly been small to begin with.

  Could it be that letting the Beast come forward actually increased the size of his cock? Kate had no other explanation for what she saw but she would swear that it was larger…much larger than it had been.

  There’s no way I’m going to be able to fit all that in my mouth, she thought in dismay. Still, the book hadn’t said she actually had to deep throat him or anything—mainly it said she had to “taste his seed” before she had him inside her. Kate wasn’t sure why, but the Knowing was whispering to her that it was important.

  “All right,” she said, looking up at Rone. “I’m going to make you feel good now—is that okay?”

  In answer, he rose until he was standing over her and spread his legs. Kate stayed on her knees, which put his long, hard shaft at the level of her face. Oh God, was she really going to do this? Was she really going to taste him here and now? But what if she didn’t do it right? What if Rone’s Beast didn’t like her technique or got mad at her or…

  Stop. Just do it.

  Before she could talk herself out of it or give in to the fear, Kate leaned forward and pressed her cheek to one muscular thigh. Then she took his long, hot length in her hand and brought it to her face.

  His skin was a soft and silky as she remembered and the broad, plum shaped head had a single drop of precum sitting on its tip. Kate found she wanted to taste that little drop of nectar. Would it be salty or sweet or bitter? Would she enjoy Rone’s taste as much as he obviously enjoyed hers?

  But before she found out, she wanted to get to know him a little better. Leaning forward, she rubbed the long, hard, silky shaft against her cheek and breathed him in. His rich, spicy, masculine scent was stronger here and Kate found that she liked it—liked it a lot. God, how was it possible for anyone to smell this good? It made her want to rub against him again and again like a cat marking its territory.

  “Mmm,” she heard herself practically purring.

  Rone was making a low, rumbling sound that sounded almost like purring as well. Kate felt his large hands stroking her hair with rough tenderness and knew he was enjoying what she was doing.

  Knowing that—knowing she was giving him pleasure—gave her the courage to go further, to try more. Taking his thick shaft firmly in one hand, she brought her lips to the tip of his flaring crown and gave him a gentle, open-mouthed kiss. As she did, she swiped her tongue over the tip of his shaft, tasting the little bead of precum she’d been eyeing earlier.

  At once his flavor—salty, slightly bitter, and utterly delicious—exploded across her tongue. To her surprise, Kate found that she liked it—more than that—she craved it and wanted more. Was this how the Beast felt about her pussy honey? If so, Kate couldn’t blame him for holding her down until his need for her was satiated.

  Eagerly, she took as much of the broad head as she could in her mouth and began to roll her tongue around its satiny, hot surface, trying to coax more of the delicious nectar from the tip of his cock.

  Rone rumbled a soft groan and buried his big hands in her hair, urging her to take a little more of him as she sucked. Kate complied gladly. She couldn’t get much—he was simply too big. But she managed to get the broad head in her mouth and at least an inch or two of his long shaft. She caressed the rest of his thick length with her hands, fisting him gently but firmly as she bobbed her head and tried to take as much as she could.

  Kate had never been much into blow jobs before so part of her was a little