Better. Still not ideal, but better. Still holding her hands at the small of her back, he let go of her hip for another experiment. The tips of his claws softly walked up her neck, toyed with her hair. Then he pulled it again, at the same time pressing his cock harder into her, trying to slowly work the head of it inside of her.
If he could manage that, he thought the wiggling would be much less of an issue.
He purred again despite his irritation, that rolling clicking sound. So soft and hot and tight around him, his grip on her ankles tightened.
Still not making the sounds he'd liked before, but these ones were much less objectionable than the screeching. He would have liked to be able to do something with his hands besides holding her arms and her hair, but keeping her secured took priority. He rocked his hips, pulling out of her before pushing the tip back in, trying to see if he could get it any deeper on subsequent strokes. He didn't think that he'd be able to bury himself in her, any more than he had her mouth, but he'd like to see how deep he could get.
If he could manage that, he thought the wiggling would be much less of an issue.
He purred again despite his irritation, that rolling clicking sound. So soft and hot and tight around him, his grip on her ankles tightened.
Still not making the sounds he'd liked before, but these ones were much less objectionable than the screeching. He would have liked to be able to do something with his hands besides holding her arms and her hair, but keeping her secured took priority. He rocked his hips, pulling out of her before pushing the tip back in, trying to see if he could get it any deeper on subsequent strokes. He didn't think that he'd be able to bury himself in her, any more than he had her mouth, but he'd like to see how deep he could get.