Chapter One: Voyeur

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Chapter One: Voyeur"Oh, oh," she whines, legs wrapped around her lover's head as he licks between them, the flat of his tongue rough and perfect, sending sparks of pure pleasure up her spine and making her breath hitch. The bright sun glares down on their bare skin and she has a second of shame at doing this in broad daylight with the possibility of someone catching them in the act, but she can hardly help herself. She skipped class to go on a date with him and there must have been something wrong with her because he's touching her in the car with the roof down and she's letting him without trying to push him away. She's never done this before, never even touched herself because she's always been so shy about it and her parents are both cat shifters too and they would be able to smell her. She only just turned eighteen a day ago and he said he had a present for her. Angelus is kind of a pretentious name, especially for a Werewolf, but she likes him anyways. He's a lot older than she is. At least twenty years older, to be precise. It's why their relationship has to remain secret. People wouldn't understand the kind of love they share for each other. She's not sure if it's love, like, Love, but she likes him well enough and she doesn't mind that she has to keep their relationship a secret. He brings her out on dates and spends time with her, keeping her company. Her parents are always busy with their work and barely has time for her. Not that she minds. Too much. She knows they love her and would give her anything she wants. But sometimes, she wonders if she's just a burden to them and if they would rather have their freedom back, to when they didn't have her. She wishes they could spend more time with her. She's ostracized in school because of her cat ears and tail. They think it makes her less... human. Maybe it does. It's not like she knows any other life to compare hers to. Her parents are cat shifters too. That's probably why the cat genetics in her is so strong that she resembles one. She wishes she was one of those huge shifter animals. Some of the Wolf shifters in her class have very cool wolf eyes and powerful wolf hearing. Despite her fluffy cat ears and tail, she doesn't really have much strength. If anything, her bones are particularly fragile and even though she's lithe, she's also quite weak so she's no good in sports. She can run pretty fast, but she normally prefers to just lay in the sun and enjoy the heat against her skin. Sometimes, she wonders if she's just a particularly lazy cat or if it's in her genes. They've just enjoyed a big breakfast in the restaurant and he should really drive them somewhere more discreet, but the parking lot is pretty empty and she's too lazy to argue when he starts touching her. It helps that it always feels really good when he starts touching her like this. A flush of heat rushes to her cheeks and she peers down at the mass of hair on his head between her legs. It makes her look rather silly. "I don't want to get ca- caught," she gasps, a surge of pleasure overcoming the fear of being seen. "I'll hear if someone comes," he says, kissing the inside of her thigh, his voice husky and heavy with lust. When he looks up at her ,the color of his eyes is a shade darker than usual, the bright green so dark it's almost like night has fallen in his pupils. "I want you so bad, baby," he says. She trembles, still unused to to hearing that even after weeks of being with him. "Okay," she whispers, trying to sound confident and sultry, but failing miserably because her voice is trembling and she is blushing so brightly. They are in the back seat of his convertible and he has her clothes off in record time, busy kissing and licking every inch of her. She feels so exposed out here, but they're parked in the corner of the lot, where most people don't get close to, so she isn't too too worried about getting caught. The idea of it makes her skin burn and her heart thump faster. Public nudity is frowned upon, but not exactly illegal in this part of the world. They are a mostly-shifter community and it's understandable for them to lose control every once in a while, especially when some shifters experiences things like heats. She's never had one yet. He's busy kissing and licking between her wet p***y lips, getting her ready so he can finally f**k her. She wonders if she should stop him. It's her first time, after all, and shouldn't that be more special? She wonders if her parents would be disappointed in her if they find out, but shakes her head an thinks, 'no'. They hardly care about what she does and just barely tolerate her existence in their lives. "I've been waiting so long for this, baby," he hums. "You're so perfect." He penetrates her with a single finger, sliding the thick digit into her virginal hole and she feels tears in her eyes. It feels good, but too much already and she knows they've barely gotten started. It feels so good. He curves his finger and slides in deep enough that he brushes a part inside of her that hurts and she kicks out accidentally. He is quick enough to catch her by her ankle before she manages to kick him in the face. "I'm sorry, baby," he says. "I didn't meant to hurt you," he rumbles, kissing her ankle, his gaze burning her naked skin. "I need to spread you open a little more so you can take my c**k," he explains like he's talking about something completely pedestrian. If not for the way his eyes are glowing and the grip around her ankle is tight enough to be hurting, she would be insulted. But she knows he's trying to hold back so he doesn't f**k her right away. She bites the inside of her cheek and blushes brighter. "Okay." "Think you can take another?" he asks but he's already sliding a second finger inside of her hole, pushing past the first and getting her wall to open up for him. She whimpers and throws her head back, clenching her eyes shut against the glare of the sun. She wishes they had a roof, at least. It feels much, much too open out here. She reminds herself that they are the only car in the lot and Angelus says nobody comes to this restaurant except to make out at their parking lot. She didn't know that. Then again, she's a virgin, so there's a lot she doesn't know. It's not like her peers tell her anything. They think she's weird because she's a cat shifter and having cat ears just makes things even worse. The wolf-majority school has so many rules about her kind that it is easier to just leave her alone. Her attention is yanked back to the present when he manages to penetrate her with another finger, this time using his other hand. He brings his hands to opposite directions. She whimpers, reaching down to clutch at his wrist. "Hurts," she mewls, tears stinging her eyes as her hole tries to close together. He leans down and licks into her hole, his soft tongue touching inside her even softer walls, making every sensory nerve ending in her body go into overload. She arches into his touch, crying out loudly despite herself. Cool air brushes against her skin and he quickly pulls his fingers free and clamps one hand over her mouth. "Shh... You have to be quiet, baby girl," he hums, peering around the still empty parking lot. He only needs to lift his head up a little to look around them and see everything, but he makes a show of sitting upright and bringing her with him, letting her breast be seen above the car seats. Her eyes widen and the scent of arousal coming from between her legs grow stronger. she can smell her own arousal fluid on his fingers that are clamped over her mouth and her tongue darts out timidly to taste herself. Musky. A little weird, but not altogether unpleasant. The scent is supposed to be pleasing to a fertile male and entice them into mating with her. "Kay," she whispers once he pulls his hand away and lets her catch her breath. He grins and lowers his head back between her legs. He licks up her p***y lips and then inside of her again and again, penetrating her with his tongue. When he is satisfied by how much he has her opened up, he leans back and tugs his own pants down, giving her an eyeful of his hard c**k, jutting out from his body a little oddly. She's never seen an erect c**k in person before. It looks kind of weird. She frowns at it. It's a little small compared to the rest of him, even fully erect as it is, but that means she doesn't have to worry about him stretching her too much. When he trusts forward and pushes the head of his c**k past her tight opening into her slick walls, she cries out at the sudden stretch, and then bites back another cry as he slams all the way inside of her in one go. He takes her virginity with a loud grunt, hands on her hips to hoist her up against his body. The rest of her cries are cut short when he smashes his lips to hers. He pulls out until just the head of his c**k is still inside of her and then slams into her over and over again. It feels good but yet in a way, she's disappointed? She thought she would feel- more content than this. He's not very... filling. "You're so perfect, darling," he growls. "So tight around my c**k," he says, pulling back to massage her soft breasts, pinching and tugging her n*****s the way he knows she likes. She stops feeling like he's lacking and starts losing herself in the pleasure, growing light-headed. Every thrust feels like he could go deeper inside her, touching erogenous zones in her body in a way that makes her toes curl and her head spin. "Ah, ah," she gasps. "That's it. Gonna breed you. Make you fat with pups," he growls, hands moving up and down her hips, clutching tightly and thrusting harshly in and out of her, the sharp slap of his body meeting hers filling her ears. He grips her hips hard enough to leave bruises, yanking her back over and over again. She opens her mouth as if to cry out, but manages to keep the noises contained at the last second, her ear swiveling to catch the sound of another car parking nearby. She thinks they should be a little quieter, maybe but it feels too good to be quiet and she kind of likes the way her hole is sucking in his c**k, noisy and wet and so pleasurable she doesn't even have the words. The car rocks along with their motion. she wonders if it's just her mind playing tricks on her or if she's really hearing the squeak of the car tires. She feels him deep inside of her, the friction of his c**k in and out of her enough to make her see stars. It doesn't take long for her to o****m, eyes rolling back as she clings to him, the slick sounds of their bodies joining as one lost to her as the pressure inside her builds to the point of no return and spills over. She comes, her body pulsing with the intensity of the waves of pleasure rolling through her body over and over. He hides his pleased growls in her mouth, kissing her silly, making her almost faint with the lack of oxygen as he comes inside her too, the hot pulse of his seed filling her up and making her faint. He pulls back and comes on her breasts and stomach, white come streaking over her pale skin. "Lovely," he grins. leaning back to enjoy the sight of her naked body covered in nothing except his come. That's when it all falls apart. "Get out of the car with your hands in the air." She bristles, fangs showing as her tail flicks up in the air. One second she's underneath her lover in the car and the next, she's out on the parking lot, her hand on the policewoman's suit, hissing in her face with her fluffy tail perking high in the air. It takes them less than thirty seconds to get her in cuffs. She's absolutely mortified by her own reaction. Part of it- most of it is just instinct. She heard another woman near her lover and her animal though she was here to steal him. She curls up in the backseat of the police car with her tail curled defensively around her torso and whimpers.
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