Chapter 9: Solomon - Beast of the Bayou

I've avoided them all. Kept my door locked and spent much of the day pacing. My appetite was nonexistent. Well, that was a lie. The only thing I craved was her. My body burned for her now. It took all my willpower not to leave this room and pull her back into my arms.

I blew my nose until it was raw to get the scent of her out of it. Plugged up my ears with tissue to drown out the sound of her heartbeat. Nothing was helping. Lila was embedded in my skin. There was no way I could live under the same roof as her. Not without going crazy.

The day ended and now darkness has settled in. Standing shirtless on the balcony, I close my eyes and try to still my mind. A gentle knock at my door interrupts my silence. I already know it's her. I can feel her. Turning my head, I stare into the room at the door.

She knocks again. "Solomon?"

I don't respond. Maybe she'll think I'm sleeping and go away. I can’t face her right now. I'm not sure if I can control myself anymore.

But she doesn't stop. She knocks again, mumbling: "Please, Solomon. Please let me in. I need you."

I can smell the wetness seeping out of her and coating her lips.

My mouth waters.

I can taste her.

Fuck…I can already taste her on my tongue.

I need her. Every part of her.

Unable to stop myself, I rush towards the door, my canines fully descended. Snatching it open, our eyes lock. She's standing there in a white floor length nightgown that makes her look like an angel. Her hair is fluffy and surrounding her face like a dark cloud. Her chest rises and falls rapidly.

She lets out a slow breathe. "Your eyes are glowing," she whispers breathlessly.

"Lila, you can't be here."

She steps closer. I step back.

"No." She shakes her head. "Please don't run."

So I stay frozen in my spot and wait for her permission. She steps inside the room and closes the door behind her. I keep my arms at sides. Lila closes the little distance between us. Then she reaches out.

"Lila, please don't," I plead softly. "I can't control myself around you. Especially not at night."

"Shhh. It's okay. I know everything now. And…I'm not scared. Not anymore."

Her fingers touch my lips. Just that touch makes my body vibrate with need. But I stay still. Her fingers trace over my lips, then carefully touch my canines.

"Wow. They're so sharp," she says in awe touching the tip with her index finger.

I nod once, my voice shaky. "I know. But I would never hurt you. That's why you need to leave, okay?" I study her face. "Please."

She shakes her head again. "I can't leave you." Her fingers glide down towards my chest and my body tenses. "I can't stop thinking about you. I can't stop dreaming about you. I've never wanted anything as much as I want you," she confesses.

Relief floods through my body. I stare down into her vulnerable eyes. "You don't think I'm a monster?"

"No, baby. I've met monsters. And you're not one. You're not gonna hurt me. And I won't hurt you." She steps closer until her soft breasts are pushed up against me. "This is where I'm supposed to be. With you. I know that now."

"Lila—" I croak.

"Don't turn me away." She touches my face tenderly. "I won't leave you."

My heart pounds hard. I'm trying to force my breathing to stay steady. I swallow thickly.

Her hand drags down the side of my face and settles at my neck, right where my pulse is thrumming.

Lila whispers, "You can touch me if you want."

"…Are you sure?" I ask softly

She takes my hand and places it on her hip. "I'm one hundred percent sure."

I finally allow myself to touch her. My fingers glide up her back and she shivers under my touch. Her skin feels like silk. My arms wrap around her waist to pull her closer, my dick straining to be released from my underwear. Threading my fingers through her thick hair, my head dips down. Pressing my nose to her neck, I inhale her deeply.

She lets out a low moan. I growl low in my throat. Carefully, I kiss her neck. My other hand slides down to cup her ass as I bury my nose deeper into her skin. My tongue snakes out to lick it and she trembles in my arms.

"Solomon," she moans.

This isn't a dream this time. She's really here in my arms. Wanting me. Allowing me to touch her, and looking at me with eyes that hold no fear. Only longing. And desire. I scoop her into my arms, my nose still pressed against her skin as I carry her to the bed. Gently, I lay her down and step back to look at her. The way her skin glows iridescent blue in the moonlight makes this feel unreal.

I'm in awe. "You're perfect."

She smiles softly. "So are you."

"I've never…been with a woman," I admit.

Lila sits up and takes my hand. "I figured as much. But don't worry. We can take our time." She slides the straps of her nightgown over her shoulders. My breathe quickens as she slides it down her beautiful body. Her breasts sit, full and heavy. Her stomach is soft with a strands of colorful waistbeads around her waist. The smell of her arousal—warm and sweet, makes my stomach dip in anticipation. Her engorged lips covered by a sprinkle of soft hair commands my gaze.

"Can I touch you?" I ask hesitantly

Lila lays flat, arms spread out and legs open like an offering. "You can touch whatever you'd like. I'm yours."

A low growl rumbles from my chest. Climbing on the bed, I lay flat on my belly, my face in between her legs. She spreads them wider. Her insides glisten. Pressing my nose to the her, I inhale, rubbing my nose gently against the stiff clit.

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She rests her hands on the back of my head, her body already writhing. I take a tentative lick. Lila lets out another low moan. She places her legs over my shoulders, scooting down closer. I taste her again—longer. Her juices coat my tongue and I lose myself at that very moment.

Gripping her thighs, I bury my face inside of her being careful not to nick her delicate flesh. She tastes incredible. Indescribable. Every lick produces more wetness. I lick, taste, and suck her until my face is coated and she's stuttering my name.

Her fingers dig into my hair, and her back lifts off the bed. "S-Solomon. I'm about to cum," she whimpers, her legs trembling around my head.

I growl into her. "I want it all."

My long tongue is snaked so far inside of her, I can feel her walls vibrating around it. I catch every drop of it as it slides down, and swallow it greedily. Her body relaxes slightly, but she's still vibrating with aftershocks. Placing a final kiss on her lips, I ease up her body. She takes my face into her hands and kisses me hard.

Gripping her jaw gently in my hand, I pull back a bit. "Be careful, my love," the term flows out of me with ease. "I don't wanna nick you."

She shakes her head. "I don’t care if you do."

"But I do." I look into her eyes.

Carefully, I kiss her lips again. Her eyes flutter closed. I trace my tongue around them before sliding it into her mouth. Lila sucks it eagerly making me harder than I already am. Reaching down, she slides her hand down my underwear. Her soft hands attempt to grip it, making me groan against her lips. I almost cum in her hand that quick.

"Holy shit," she gasps, her eyes flying open.

"I know." My forehead rests against hers. "If it's too much we don't have too."

"No. No." She pulls it out, her thumb rubbing across the pre-cum leaking out the tip. With her lips still pressed against mine, she whispers desperately, "I want to. I told you I'm not scared. Let me try. Please."

"I'll do whatever you want." I nod. "I swear." I ease my underwear off trying to control myself. I smell everything times ten, and my primal instincts are surging. Demanding I take claim and mark her. "Lila," I breathe out against her lips. "I need—"

Her nails drag down my back. "I know what you need, baby. You need me. And I need you."

She guides me to her opening. The heat from it causes my eyes to roll back. She eases the tip in. But before I can stop myself, I thrust into her halfway. My vision blurs at the edges. Every nerve in my body awakens. My instincts are screaming at me to flip her over, mount her and pump into her until she's screaming my name. But the human part of me—the part that's never done this before hesitates.

"I don’t want to hurt you." I groan, even as my hips rock into her hard.

"You won't." Lila coos kissing me softly on the side of my face.

She wraps her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist. My dick drags in and out as her walls clench around me like a vise. I've never known pleasure this great. She's so wet I can hear her pussy responding with each stroke.

"Fuck," I growl. My claws extend involuntarily, and I dig them into the mattress on either side of her head.

"You feel so good," she moans into my ear. "More," she demands rolling her hips. "Don't hold back. I can take it."

The last bit of restraint—snaps. Pulling back, I thrust into her, burying myself inside her to the hilt. Lila cries out, but it's not in pain. It’s a sound of pleasure and desperation that matches my own. A feeling that lets me know that she is mine now.

Maybe she always was and everything has led to this moment. An uncontrollable feeling of possession slams over me. Fur bursts out of my skin.  I howl—deep and low. The sound reverberating through the room.

Lila holds me tighter. I stroke her to a rhythm that's more savage, each thrust pushing her further up the bed until her head nearly hits the headboard. I place my arm there as a divider. She doesn't seem to care though. She meets me stroke for stroke, her nails raking frantically down my back. The pain only heightens everything else—the scent of sex, the sounds of our bodies slapping against one another, and the sound of her voice calling out my name almost in a chant.

"Solomon. Solomon. Solomon—" her voice breaks on the last one. I angle my hips and hit a spot deep enough inside her that it makes her body go rigid. "Right there!" she pants. "Oh my God, right there—"

Pressure builds at the base of my spine, coiling tighter with each thrust. My vision sharpens and I can see the rapid flutter of her pulse in her throat. That pulse calls to me. Leaning in, I close my teeth carefully around the side of her neck. I don't break the skin, just hold it there, my tongue licking against the flutter.

Her walls vibrate and she cums with a scream, her body convulsing around me. The sensation is so overwhelming, I lose control. Suddenly, I'm moving with her locked in my arms and my dick still buried deep inside her. Gravity stops making sense as I scale the wall and crawl up the ceiling.

Lila's back hits the ceiling. She gasps, her eyes flying open in shock. "What—how—" she stammers her wild eyes searching mine.

"I don't know. But it's okay. I got you." I kiss her. "Hold on to me."

"This is insane," she breathes out, but she wraps herself tighter around me. Her shock quickly melts into dark hungry. "Do it. Fuck me up here."

The angle is somehow deeper. The claws on my nails and feet sink into the ceiling anchoring us. When I start moving again, thrusting up into her while gravity tries to pull us down, we both moan at the intensity. Her breasts bounce with each movement. I capture a nipple in my mouth.

"I'm gonna cum again," she gasps, her head falling forward. "Oh God, I'm—"  Her teeth latch onto my neck. Her second orgasm hits like a tidal wave.

This time I can't hold back. I come with a roar, spilling so much semen inside her it leaks out and drips down our legs. My body shudders from the force, and everything goes white. My hearing, vision, and sense of smell. Her lips pressed against my cheek brings my awareness back. We're still on the ceiling, trembling and panting.

Lila looks at me in awe. "That was…that was..."

"Perfect," I finish for her staring into her eyes. "I'm so glad I waited for you my love."

She smiles softly, and nuzzles her nose in my neck. "Me too."

Wrapping an arm around her, I leap down gracefully, landing on the bed with her on top of me. And that's how we stay—wrapped in each other's arms as we fall asleep, our hearts and breathing synced.