Renegade (Ministry of Paranormal Research & Defence) by Andrew Chapman Page A

came down to physical sensation. The silk around my wrists and head, the leather around my snout, the feel of his hands on my hips, the sheets under my back, the pillow under my head, the cock filling my pussy. I rode waves of pleasure as I got closer and closer to orgasm. He sped up, pounding into me harder and harder and I lost it completely, my back arching as my body surrendered.
    I was still riding the high when he suddenly let out a yelp of pure pain. He fell over to the side and rolled off the bed.
    “ Fucking hell!” he screamed.
    I could hear him crashing around the room, struggling to breathe. Terrified, I wrenched at the silk that bound my wrists, tearing the material. I sat up, clawing at the blindfold and muzzle. He was hopping around on one leg, his fingers digging into the muscle of his thigh.
    “Oh fuck ! Cramp!”
    I stared at him as he massaged his leg. I couldn't help myself, I burst out laughing.
    “It's not funny!” he gasped.
    It was kinda funny. He was stark naked. His cock slick, shiny and erect, bobbed up and down as he hopped around the room, flexing his leg in an attempt to get the muscle to unlock. I laughed harder, my shoulders shaking, both paws clamped over my snout.
    “Oh fuck,” he whispered. “That fucking hurts. Oh... shit... it's loosening... fuck...”
    His frantic movements slowed and changed to a kind of one-legged high step as he moved around, getting the blood flowing again. Finally he sat on the edge of the bed, still rubbing his thigh.
    I changed back to my human form and put my hand on his shoulder.
    “ Lay back,” I whispered.
    He fell back onto the bed. I slid my hands along his leg and squeezed the muscle. It was still solid.
    “Are you okay, love?” I asked, still giggling.
    “ Yeah, I'm just peachy,” he said with a grimace.
    I massaged his thigh, feeling the firmness slowly ease. His erection was gone. Pain will do that every time, I suppose.
    “Wow, that's better,” he said, closing his eyes. “I'm sorry, puppy.”
    “ No need to apologize,” I said, smiling. “You took care of me before you went off on your hoppy dance. I got mine. You just scared the hell out of me when you took off running. I thought I'd snapped your dick off or something.”
    He propped himself up on his elbows and gave me a smile.
    “Nothing like that. In fact, it was amazing. It was kinky and hot and... wow...”
    His cock was starting to stir again.
    “Yeah?” I said, fascinated by the way his cock lengthened and thickened. “Felt good?”
    “ Better than good. I wasn't going to last much longer.”
    I'd seen him limp, and I'd seen him erect, but I'd never had the chance to watch him go from one to the other.
    “Then maybe that cramp came along at the right time,” I said.
    He snorted laughter and nodded.
    “Pain as a delay spray,” he said. “I don't think we could market that.”
    “ Lay back,” I said. “Relax. I'll take care of this.”
    I swung my leg over his hips and, with one had wrapped around the shaft, guided his cock into my pussy. He smiled up at me and I began to rock my hips.
     
     

    C HAPTER
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    “ Jack?” she said, her voice shaking. “You dead?”
    She stroked her fingers through my hair. I had collapsed next to her, moving just enough to press up against her side.
    “Can't move,” I said, still breathing heavily. “Can barely talk.”
    She nodded and cuddled closer. I draped an arm—not sure if it was mine—across her stomach and kissed her ear. We were still laying across the bed, facing the footboard, where I had thrown her during our third time around. I had recovered from the cramped muscle quite well and had rallied magnificently.
    “That,” I managed to say, “was incredible.”
    “ Yes,” she breathed, stirring the hairs on my neck. “Oh yes.”
    I kissed her forehead. Suddenly she groaned and squirmed. She slipped out from under my arm and sat up a little