After she recovered from the aftershocks, Maddie leaned forward. Her warm breath covered Abram’s dick, and he closed his eyes, sighing in bliss as she devoured the first inch of his erection. He tilted his head back and lifted his chin, smiling as she sheathed his shaft in sultry heat. He bucked his hips in time with her movements and when she caressed his scrotum, rolling the sack in her palm, he gulped air. Irresistible surges of pleasure created an intense pressure. Abram grunted. “Can’t…Maddie, I’m gonna.”
He half expected her to abandon his member to the cool air and finish with her hand, but she sucked him in deep, hallowing her cheeks. Her tongue flickered, hitting a responsive area. He quivered as his climax burst forward to christen the back of her throat. Trying to catch his breath, he inhaled sharply, but Maddie didn’t miss a beat. She sucked him dry and then pulled her sweet lips all the way up over his glans, licking until there was surely not a drop remaining. Her mouth made a smacking noise as she released him.
Slowly, she turned around to look at him. Her flushed cheeks were beautiful by the light of the fire, and he could tell her pupils were dilated before she looked away shyly. “Water?”
Abram grabbed his canteen and handed it to her. She took a long swig, her throat moving as she gulped down the liquid. He reached out and caressed the side of her waist. “That was amazing.”
She swallowed. “You were good too.”
He beckoned her with open arms. “Com’ere.”
She smiled as she snuggled against his left flank. He cupped her cheek and kissed her. After she broke their loving smooch, she pursed her lips and averted her gaze before pressing the side of her cheek on his chest.
After witnessing her bashful expression, Abram’s heart pounded. He stroked a strand of her hair. “Did I mention I like you?”
Maddie woke up resting on Abram’s broad chest with her arm draped around his waist. Yawning as she sat up, she watched him sleep and listened to the mild sound of him breathing as she inhaled deeply to savor his scent. The fire had died down to nearly nothing, but she could still see his ruggedly handsome bone structure. Gorgeous. She resisted the urge to touch him. If he woke up, she’d want to finish what they started.
Technically, they had both reached their conclusions, but she longed to have him inside of her, filling her pussy with his huge cock. She squeezed her thighs together remembering how wide she’d had to open her mouth to take in his full girth. The cool air and the absence of a properly stoked fire chilled her skin, but the area between her legs and her core sweltered as a spirited restlessness compelled her to make a move. If she didn’t get away from him and burn off some of her vitality, she’d be in a fix.
She hopped up and slipped off into the shadows cast by the old cabin. She regarded the moon’s light as she crouched, moving her head from side-to-side. She rolled her shoulders just as the process began. The popping and clicking noises associated with the shifting process resonated all around her. She bared her teeth just before they transformed into sharpened points. As she pushed her fingers down on the ground, her hands became paws, her claws scraping into the loamy soil.
As soon as her metamorphosis was complete, leaving her as sleek as butter and covered in soft fur, she bolted, running as fast as she could. In her human form, she could see and hear better than most, but as a mountain lion her ears amplified the sound of every ruffled blade of grass or disturbed shrub, and her eyes adjusted to the lack of illumination with quick efficiency. Compared to her hearing and vision, her olfactory sense was weak, but every scent she encountered surrounded her like a living presence. The rabbits in their burrows thumped while not too far away a white-tailed deer nibbled on tree bark. Neither would be safe if she was hungry, but her belly was still full of fish.
Abram blinked his eyes as he woke up alone. He extended his arm and patted around on the blanket beside his body. As he sat up, his cold skin missed Maddie’s warmth, and he couldn’t see far with such little light. He squinted, turning his head left and then right.
He remembered the noise he’d heard back in the cave, and his stomach dropped. Adrenaline pressed him to action. He felt around until he found the flashlight. While picking it up, he clicked the switch. Once he was on his feet, he turned in a full circle, surveying the area. He didn’t see Maddie, but he found his clothes. As far as he could tell, Maddie’s clothes were still there too. As he gathered his things, he noticed his gun and holster, wrapped up in his jeans. He dressed quickly. Where’s my girl?
He took a couple of steps in the direction of the cabin and stopped. Maybe natured called. Should I give her a minute? “Maddie?” When she didn’t answer, he called her name a few more times before circling the cabin. Oh, my God. Where is she? He rushed to the front door. The floorboard of the porch creaked as he turned the doorknob and entered. “Maddie?”
A quick shine of light produced no sign of her. Abram’s stomach tightened as if it were a rope full of sailor’s knots. He turned and exited the building, shutting the door behind him. Just as he was about to stomp down the stairs, he lifted the flashlight and illuminated the stretch of land where he’d been camping.
As he caught sight of the mountain lion just a few
