Fall In Love With A Feline

Chapter 11

--**Abey's POV:

I never felt so frustrated in my life.

I've felt sadness and loneliness, I've felt happiness and overjoy but... disappointment? I would only feel it whenever he would leave me hanging and wanting more.

I don't know why he admitted being a wuss in this situation.

What is he afraid of?

But he left me lying there and all I could feel was disappointment.

I called for him, asking why but he went straight to our room and to my surprise, he even locked the door.

"I'm sorry. Give me some time to calm down." He said voice muffled behind the door.

I didn't respond after that. I just leaned against the door as I hold my dress up to my chest. I stood there motionless, wanting to get mad but I can't.

All that left my mouth was a deep, long sigh.

I then went to the window and sat there, looking outside while hugging both my knees. This is the first time I feel like leaving this place. I just want to have space away from him because... now I feel upset but not enough to get angry.

He locked me out and left me alone here.

Several minutes passed when I heard the door of our room open. I never took my eyes off from outside the window. I just don't like looking at him now. 

Funny, it's the first time I've felt like this. 

I always come running to him, I always chase after him.

I always wanted to be around him, to feel his presence and his warmth.

But feeling disappointed is upsetting me in a way that it changed how I wanted things to be. Now I wanted to be alone but I don't know anywhere else go that's away from him.

"Abey..." He called out, muttering and I can hear him walking closer. I just stayed quiet and just sat there motionless.

"I'm sorry. I-I'm not ready..." He whispers, now standing beside me.

A sigh escaped my lips again before muttering, "Yeah."

"Let's get some sleep. Pretty late already..." He suggested in his softest, calmest voice.

"You go on ahead. I don't feel like sleeping now." I replied.

"You're mad at me?" He asked. Once again, he got no response from me.

Suddenly, I felt him leaning his head over my shoulder he stood still beside me, "I'm sorry. I got---" he trails off with a sigh before continuing, "...scared."

"Of what?" I turned my head slightly towards him but did not pay one glance at his face. He then shook his head while leaning on me, "I don't know. I just got that feeling that should not continue even if I wanted to."

"I've always been scared of going outside, you know that. But I was able to go out because I was with you... But you, you got scared because of a certain feeling that you can't tell what and why you felt that way, then chose to just leave me here and lock me out because you were afraid of something you don't know... I-It doesn't make sense..."

His arms then moved until it caged me inside an embrace, "Yes, it doesn't."

I thought I don't want to see him now. I told myself I want to be away from him but just one embrace, all that feeling of disappointment seemed like a distant memory. 

I turned and accepted his embrace. But then, he whispers, "maybe... I don't deserve you."

"Maybe you're still scared because you think I'm not really human?" I felt my eyes warm up and tears began to form at the same time a lump grew inside my throat, making it hard for me to breathe or speak.

"Maybe..." he replied, whispering. He then cups my cheek and caresses it softly with his thumb.

It's still that reason.

I can't change the fact that was once a cat. But why can't he see me as his mate despite being in human form?

Suddenly, I felt a tear roll down from my eyes onto my cheek. Then, he pulls my head to his shoulder and embraced me tightly. He let me cry it out and just held me.

He says he love me, but why can't he look beyond what I am in the past?

Is it because I still act like I'm a cat? 

But I try to act like human, I tried learning human ways and I still am trying.

All of a sudden, a soft sigh escaped his lips before he speaks, "Can we try again?... I'm so sorry for making you feel like we can't be together because you were once a cat. I, I love you and that's all that matters, that's it. I shouldn't be scared because I love you and you love me all the same." His embrace tightened as I cry.

Now it feels like it wasn't just about mating anymore. 

I just want to be accepted as I am.

I realize that he did couldn't accept me for what I really am that's why I got upset and hurt. I was once a cat and now human and that is me... I can't change that.

I am both but, will that be the reason that's keeping that distance between us despite the fact that he and I both love each other?

"Can I try again?" He asked once more. "I'm sorry, I'd have to hurt you like this to realize that I'm just being a real coward. The least I wanted to do is make you cry like this."

"Y-you... don't need to force yourself, because you feel bad for me." I retorted, clutching his shirt tightly.

"I feel bad for you, that's true. But you're hurt and I was the reason for it and I can't bear that. I should've realized that sooner. Please let me try again." He whispers as he buries his face on my neck. 

Beyond the warm breath that moistened my skin, I could feel him crying softly.

I then pushed him gently so I could have a look at his face, looked straight in his eyes before cupping his cheeks. Then, he mutters, "I even hurt you because I'm a coward."

In the spur of the moment, I stood and wrap my arms around his nape as I kiss him. Despite our lips that were both trembling, we shared this kiss that's nothing compared to I've felt before. 

It's needy and hungry at the same time that with just a matter of seconds, all the emotions in the form of pain turned into something else. He suddenly held my waist with both hands ready to lift me and when he did, I jumped onto him and wrap my legs around his waist. 

Now towering over him, I lead the kiss that has quickly burned my body hot. 

No longer am I feeling hurt and disappointed. It is long gone. I just want to be with him now. 

I found ourselves inside the bedroom when he laid me onto the bed, his lips left my lips as he straddles himself above me. Then, he gently pulls my dress down until it completely left my body. 

This was the first time he stared at me completely. I wasn't all naked yet but his eyes were like stripping off everything that's covering me, completely different from how they look at me before.

"You're unreal..." He sighed, lowering himself once again, "You're too beautiful, Abey."

The gaze he gave me and the words that left his lips pulled a smile on my face, feeling that I am indeed really beautiful and I believed it. Because his eyes told me so.

"Kevin..." I called out to him softly, arms reaching for him as if he's not already glued to me. And he held me, kissing my neck until goes down to my body. 

My eyes screws shut as I concentrate on the feeling his lips, his breath and his touch that roams around all over my body is giving me, even to places he hasn't touched before.

Then, his hand went slithered on my back, pinching the part where the hooks of my bra were and it loosened immediately. 

His lips then returned to my lips, kissing me with such vigor while a hand smoothly touches my chest, squeezing it gently. A moan escaped my lips between our kiss and it continued, massaging it in such a way cats sometimes do and it felt good. 

I never thought that touching my chest this way would feel like this, or maybe, he's the only one that could make me feel this way. 

My breathing gets heavier and labored the moment his lips left my lips and landed on my chest while a hand gropes the other gently. My hand was quick to grab his hair at the back of his head while soft moans kept on leaving my lips alternately with heavy breaths.

All that I'm feeling upon my skin were pure heat of bliss that just kept me wanting more and feel more.

I reached for his back and pulled his shirt up which made him let go of his kiss before he takes the shirt off himself, revealing the body I haven't seen for such a long time.

Attractive furrowed brows and labored breaths, he looked at me once again and I swear, if my heart has hands and feet, it had already left my body because I've never seen those look in his eyes, it made me nervous and excited at the same time.

His lips then latch on to mine again as if there's a magnet on it as he keeps coming back for a sweet kiss that could still get more and more sweeter. I hold onto his nape while the other hand traveled down to his chest and down it goes while I continue to accept and return kisses. But my hands can't be fixed on one place.

My hands hold his sides and pulled him down on me until his weight was over my body. Legs spread apart, I finally felt that again, that that I've been craving.

Then, he moves his hip gently and right that moment it touched that part, soft moans escape my lips as both hands now travel down to his hips to keep him in place and moving, clutching the cloth of his pants.

I want to get touched more. I want to feel more.

"Kevin..." I called out between our kiss and quickly, his hand on my chest left me and began unbuckling his belt, hastening to take it off.

I tried helping him, eager to start it already and when he was able to finally pull it down, I saw it again.

His tail.

Or well, he said it wasn't a tail.

However, I hissed in surprise when he suddenly touched me right between my legs which had me flinching at the same time even if it was just a gentle touch.

Was I always this sensitive? It's as if I could feel all of it yet it still isn't enough.

"I'm... I'm really not sure how to do this, but I think you're ready," he said, breathless with his deep voice that sounds louder even if it was in a whisper.  "Stop me if... if it's too much for you. I don't think I'll be able to control myself. I don't want to hurt you."

I cupped his cheeks, lifted my head from the bed and kissed him once again as gently as I could before whispering while lips still graze his, "I love you."

The look he gave me made me feel like melting for it was the softest yet most intense gaze I've ever seen, "I love you." He whispers back.

Then, he pushes that inside me and I gasped in surprise once again. Even beyond his careful intrusion, I felt that burning sensation when he pushes deeper and it throbs violently, not knowing if it's me or him.

It kinda hurt.

Is it too big, that's why it hurts?

Mewls of pain escaped my lips as my head presses hard against the bed while my fingers dig deep on the sides of his waist. 

However, he stopped all of a sudden, "Abey? You okay?" He asked, caressing my cheek, looking all worried.

"I thought you said you'll lose control. Why'd you stop?" I replied in question.

"You don't look okay." He whispered before I realize he is wiping a tear from my eye.

"I'm fine." I smiled, caressing his cheek as well. "This is how humans mate? Facing each other?"

"We haven't really started yet... and no, we can do it in any way we want to." he chuckled softly.

"Would it really hurt so much?" I asked, recalling how my almost mating from my past had hurt, I even bleed on the neck.

"Uhm... I don't know but, I guess. If... if you can't take it... just push me off." He suggested.

"Alright... if it hurts too much." I nodded gently.

"I love you." He whispers, nudging my nose with his with a gentle smile across his lips.

"I love you too, so much, Kevin."

After sealing our love with a soft, sweet kiss, he began moving again slowly and carefully until he was so deep inside. Then, he started thrusting in and out gently. I could feel every stroke as he moves and it hurt every time he pushes in. But I held my breath, trying to control the pain.

The pain suddenly became bearable because he kisses me and somehow, it's consoling me. It's as if it's telling me that the pain doesn't matter as long as I get to be with him.

Somehow, it doesn't feel like we're doing this because of the heat we feel inside our bodies, that This mating isn't just instinct and bodily need.

The fact that our hearts beat like their in sync, the fact that every kiss is consoling, and every word of love that comes as whispers to our hearts make it more than just mating.

Then, I realized that my breathing becomes heavier with every stroke, I'm getting used to the pain that's also starting to be replaced by another sensation.

Our lips then parted, I flutter my eyes open only to see him staring at me, studying my face. A smile then crept to his lips and it appeared only in a brief moment before it disappears as his brows furrow tight.

My legs then start to push his pants off him and when it's by his feet, he lifted himself and spread his legs going underneath my thighs. I then hooked my legs on his legs to keep myself in place but that lifted me slightly from the bed.

Keeping our eyes gazes glued, my hands traveled to the sides of his neck while we both breathe heavily while trying to catch it at the same time.

"Abey..." he softly whispered.

I smiled while caressing his jawline with my thumbs at each side, "I'm so happy, Kevin."

"I love you..." he replied and smiled softly once again. I nodded vehemently before lifting my head from the bed to catch his lips with mine.

However, the kiss was sloppy that we had to stop because he started thrusting at a faster pace compared to how he started. It feels so heavenly despite the pain until the pain was no more.

Every stroke is felt and I was savoring it with every gasp and labored breathes that left my lungs.

But his pace becomes unpredictable. He goes fast and after series of thrusting, he'd go slow and gentle. My hands would squeeze his sides as the pressure starts building with every fast pace.

I like it when he goes slow, but it's as if he's keeping me from feeling that height and peak. It's as if he wants to do this longer than it should be.

But whatever it is, it all feels so good.

There's this tingly sensation inside me that heats up so hot that it travels to my body. And when he does it slowly, I could feel that throbbing between my legs that begs a more vehement move from him.

Nevertheless, feeling that peaked was irrelevant at the moment because I don't want him to stop.

I want him to keep going.

To keep pushing it inside me and not to stop.

Fast or slow, it doesn't matter.

I want to feel it over and over.

I want to feel the pressure...that pulse.

I don't want it to stop.

Not yet.

Not realizing, my hips had been moving as well, thrusting as he slows down when he held my waist tightly in place.

But right then and there, he starts pounding on to me. But by then, it doesn't hurt anymore.

All that's left is pleasure.

None of anything I've experienced feels so good that I never thought of losing my head to the pleasure was possible and it was all I could think of.

He then buried his face on the crook of my neck and there he breathed heavily, moistening my skin with the heat of his breath trying to kiss while continuing to move his hips upon mine.

Our bodies then stuck like glue, creating an even greater feeling as his weight was on above me but careful enough not to suffocate me.

"So good..." I whispered breathlessly followed by mewls as he started thrusting fast.

"It feels so good, Kevin..." I added, fingers digging on his sides and legs moving together with his hips as he thrusts.

I was completely engrossed on these sensations between my legs, warm and violently throbbing making me tremble beneath him.

He did not say a word but he kept breathing heavily with occasional groans when he slows down his pace down, then going on again on a much faster thrusting.

But moments later, he lifted his head again to look me in the eyes, caging my cheek with his palm then kisses me as passionately as he ever could. Then and there, his thrusting became faster.

I moaned continuously against the kiss we're both trying to hold on to. But that feeling of pent up pressure between my legs grows again and this time, it builds up harder.

The pulsating feeling was so hard to keep that within seconds, I lost control of it.

It felt like waves of tingly vibration run from my core going all through my body and along with it, the heat that erupted.

It feels so so damn good that somehow, my thoughts could not fathom what just happened.

Then, his thrusts become sloppily hard. His groans were much louder but he was trying to keep it. All through it, my core accepts how he thrusts hard and when he stopped with a final grunt leaving his lips, a new wave pulsates in my core and drips out of me.                           

It was so hot and wet... between us, between my legs and the throbbing never left while he stays inside.

It's a wonder, I felt like all my energy has been drained with just mating once but it still feels so good to not move a muscle while I embrace him above me after he fell on to me again,

We both try catching our breaths, heads turn facing each other, gazing at each other's eyes.

"You okay?" He whispered, breathless. I nodded in response before pulling a weak smile. He then nudges his nose against mine then closes his eyes.

"I know now what I've been missing..." he chuckles.

"Did you fee good too?" I asked, caressing his cheek.

He slowly opened his eyes again and smiled, "It was incredible for me. I'm sorry I couldn't hold back."

I shook my head, "I don't want you holding back if it feels that good."

"But... it's your first time. Must've hurt."

"It does hurt, but feels good too... would mating with a tomcat feel good too later on?"

"Why would you need to know when you have me?" He asked at the same time his brows furrowed tight.

"Just curious." I giggled in response. "Am I gonna get a baby now?"

After that question, his smile faded then his eyes widened much like the first time he saw me that day when I changed from a cat to a woman.

"What's wrong?" I asked, genuinely confused and worried.

He then lifted himself up from me before sitting on the bed, hiding his face behind his hands then rubbed his face, looking anxious.

I peeled my back on the bed and hugged him from behind, resting my chin upon his shoulder, "Kevin?" I whispered, calling his name.

He then turned his head over his shoulder, trying to have a peek at me, "Of all the times and it's actually my first, I forgot to use protection."

My brows furrow as I asked, "protection?"

He then explains what a condom is and what it does. Apparently, he's worried about having babies. As he said before, he isn't ready for a baby yet.

He wants us to enjoy being a couple first. I learned that mating wasn't just for making babies.

I agreed to this sentiment because when we were doing it, it actually feels like it's not just mating. I was something else, much deeper and he and I were the ones who only share this connection.

It's not about literally connecting bodies... it felt like much more meaningful than that and I'm glad I wasn't the only one who felt it.