Chapter 11

I next opened my eyes, sitting at the desk in my room. I looked around, seeing everything where it should be. The knock on my door came as a surprise. I walked over and opened it. My brain misfired once I saw what was waiting for me.

Petra stood there in the shortest, tightest, and lowest cut black dress I had ever seen. She sauntered into the room, tracing my jaw with one claw as she passed. She sat on my bed and crossed her legs before more than a shadow could be seen.

She patted the bed next to her while the lust in her eyes made me tremble in fear. I slowly walked over to sit next to her. Once I settled, she pulled me down and kissed me hard. Her small, rough tongue was begging my lips to open. I finally relented and pushed my tongue into her mouth. After a few minutes, we broke the kiss and looked into each other’s eyes.

Petra was the first to break the silence, “I love you, Shaun. I would have died inside if they had taken you earlier.” I reached out and wiped away the tears that had started to fall. “You are my mate. However, I know I would love you even if we hadn’t imprinted. Tonight let me show you just how much.”

She reached for the bottom of my shirt and pulled it over my head. She then stood and turned her back to me. I stood as she slipped the straps of the dress from her shoulders. I wrapped my arms around her, feeling the firm globes of her breasts against the top of my forearm. I leaned forward so my lips were right next to her ear and whispered, “I believe the imprint is affecting me as well. I love you too, Petra. The intensity of my feelings for you and Shalyndria is scaring me. I have decided to stop fighting and just accept it for now.”

I spun Petra around, resting my forehead against her’s. A moment later, I felt the fabric of her dress fall to our feet. I resisted the urge to look and kept my eyes closed. She surprised me when she pushed me back, my knees buckling against the bed, forcing me to sit on it once again. The sight of Petra nude dumbfounded me. The 5’4” athletic woman was perfection to me. Her muzzle and dark, silky fur contrasted beautifully with the bright pink nipples on her small pert breast and the pink of the pussy lips between her legs.

She sauntered forward with her trademark smirk, “Tonight is all about you, my Love. If you want something from me, just ask. I just ask that you let me do what I want otherwise.” When she grabbed the waist of my pants, I lifted my hips as she pulled them down and tossed them behind her. She grinned at my rock hard cock, “I’ve been thinking of this and nothing else since last night.” I shivered in pleasure as her small hand gripped me.

I gasped as her slightly rough tongue dragged from the base of my cock to the tip. As her hand started to stroke up and down, she looked into my eyes, smiled, then opened her mouth before taking just the head between her lips. I nearly passed out from the intense sensations. It only got better as she started to slowly bob her head up and down my cock. My first blowjob was way too short. After a few minutes, I felt the tingle of my impending climax. I reached down to stroke the back of her head, warning, “Love, I’m about to cum.” Her response was to go faster and stroke my cock at the same time.

I could not hold off any longer when she suddenly took me as deep in her throat as she could. I groaned in pleasure as my vision turned white while I filled Petra’s mouth with my seed. She hummed in pleasure as she milked every last drop from my still hard cock. Petra smiled up at me as she finished her treat.