Chapter 44: Taste so divine
The time had come. The ceremony for the cubs was in full swing. The entire pride was full, prowling with beasts of different kind, most nicely dressed. From the market square to the heart of the city to the secluded, open altar quarters for this event, beast people roamed.
The night was buzzing with music and torches and lanterns. Everyone had come to witness this miraculous event that happened in the lion clan and Mira could not be any more nervous. She paced along a straight line, moving back and forth in Jia Hao’s room.
Her entire body was shaking. This was fear. And heavy anxiety.
"Hey, love are you ready to make your appearance?" Beamed from the entrance as a man walked into the room. Jia Hao. He was finely dressed in an extravagant fur coat that stopped at his feet and a necklace of massive canines. His lower body was secured in matching fur skins and a leather belt that had an animal’s skull at the center. Gold laced the fur fabric of his attire and his bare chest was tattooed with black tribal markings. His hair was nicely cut and rested over his shoulders and his face bore that feisty, firm look. He looked absolutely stunning. And Mira had not put on her attire yet. In fact, she was still wearing an ordinary leaves bra and skirt from the morning. "Oh." Jia Hao said.
Mira laughed nervously. She let out an exhale and brought a hand to her mouth then chewed on her fingernails. They were claws so did not cut off with her teeth biting. "Hi." Mira said.
Jia Hao waltzed closer to her. "You’re not ready." He stated the obvious.
"I know. I’m sorry." Mira breathed. Her nervousness was oozing out and Jia Hao caught on.
"Something wrong?" He asked. He was standing behind her now. His hands rested on her shoulders. Mira’s tense shoulders eased at his touch.
"Nothing you don’t already know." She admitted in a long sigh. "I’m worried Jia Hao. What if I walk out there and the ceremony is immediately over? What if the dislike for me is passed on to you? To our children? Maybe I should not go out."
"I want you to be there. By my side. But I also want you to come willingly." Jia Hao placed a kiss on her neck. Mira gasped. "You will be fine. Nothing will go wrong and even if it does, you won’t be the cause of it." He kissed her again, this time, letting his tongue suck on the nape of her neck. Mira’s body shivered at his touch. "And even if it is your fault, it would not matter. You’re allowed to ruin an event made in your honour. Anyone else who thinks otherwise should be damned." He completed his statement.
Mira panted. With every word that left his lips, he placed a kiss on her skin. It helped her relax. "Thank you." She said. Mira turned to face him, breaking their hug. "You look gorgeous, my king. Women would barely be able to peel their eyes off you." Mira stroked his fine, fur linen.
"And can the only woman I love, take her eyes off me?" Jia Hao asked. An evil grin replaced the warmth that was on his face. Mira bit her lower lip.
"Barely. In fact, now I wonder if I can match your fancy."
"You look beautiful, Mira." Jia Hao claimed.
"Thanks." Mira blushed with a giggled. "But I am not dressed."
Jia Hao tugged her to his body with a hand behind her waist. "Since when did your attire determine your beauty?" He whispered. Heat. It evoked Mira like a plague and situated between her legs.
She blinked, at a loss of words.
"I think I can help you reduce your anxiety about tonight." Jia Hao uttered.
"Oh really? How?" Mira asked, staring deep into his eyes. Jia Hao grabbed her waist with both his hands and lifted her up. He placed her on their bed and knelt before her, his body between her legs.
Oh. Ohh.
"Like this." Jia Hao dragged lazy kisses up her thighs, letting his tongue rest on her skin. Mira’s eyes rolled, an exhilarating sensation pulsing over her. "And this." Jia Hao muttered. His head rested between her legs now and she felt his hot breath fan her entrance. In the beast world, there was nothing like underwear so she was completely naked for him to see. "Will you let me?" He asked.
Really? He was being a gentleman now? That era had long passed. "Permission granted." Mira said.
That was all Jia Hao needed to close the gap that separated his mouth from her entrance. Mira’s back arched as his tongue stripped her of her morals. It ruined her. Flicked over her clit so masterly it left her mind in scrambles.
Mira held onto Jia Hao’s hair, her grip tightened around it. A moan slid out of her lips. "Jia Hao." She called. Whimpering.
Jia Hao did not stop. His hands held onto her thighs and pulled her to him as he devoured. His tongue tasted. Explored every bit of her pussy till it memorised every curve. Every throbbing skin. He loved having her in his mouth. He loved her outward quivering and closing of her highs onto his face as he ate her out.
A scream left Mira’s lips. Her pussy walls clenched. Her chest heaved and her body bucked against his mouth.
Jia Hao held her body firmly in place and did the one thing she never expected. He grinded her waist onto his face as he greedily dominated her core.
Mira’s body jerked on him. Her entire being felt a jolting surge of electricity go straight to her pussy and with loud moans, she released onto his face.
Jia Hao tasted every sinful liquid that dripped out of her onto his face. Spreading flatly, his tongue kicked on her pumping clitoris, swallowing and sucking.
Mira panted. Her knees weakened and she suddenly forgot how to function. Jia Hao locked eyes with her, his face still between her legs. He noticed the flush of her cheeks and the dazed look in her eyes as she panted. He grinned. His tongue tasted her essence which spilled around his mouth. Absolutely delicious. "Did that help?" He asked.
Mira’s body fumbled backwards into the bed. That was magical. She nodded, still out of breath.
Jia Hao helped her lie down. He took her lips in his in a gentle manner, way different from how he aggressively claimed her. "Take your time." He whispered as he broke the kiss. "Whenever you’re ready, we will be waiting." He locked lips with her again, dominating her mouth with his tongue. The same tongue that ruined her a few seconds ago. "You taste so divine, love."