Wild Dreams [Story Collection]
Water sprayed over her skin, making it gleam, rivulets tracing paths down her breasts, over her flat stomach, and dripping from the tips of her nipples.
“What… what do you want?” I stammered, my voice barely above a whisper. My heart pounded in my chest, a mix of fear and an inexplicable arousal that made my core throb.
She laughed, a low, throaty sound that vibrated through me. “What do I want? Oh, sweet thing, I want what you want. Your ritual bound me to your desires. And right now, your body screams for release.” Her tail snaked forward, wrapping gently around my wrist, pulling my hand away from my pussy. I gasped at the contact— her tail was warm, textured like soft leather, with a tip