Paradise Threatened Ch. 03

*Jason*

"C'mon, Donniko!" Brent, a lion seal morph chided, seated on a small chair directly over a large tank of water. "I dare you to dunk me, you wuss!"

Jason just grinned and tossed the baseball in his hand at the target in front of him, hitting it dead center. A bell dinged and Brent went straight into the tank.

"We have a winner!" the guy running the booth called out, handing him a plush tiger.

"For you," he said, handing the toy to Dana. She took it, a little smile on her face as she hugged it to her chest.

"I've had a great time," Dana said, as the sun finished setting behind the mountains, the stars shining bright. "I really needed this. After what I've been through..."

She stopped talking and shook a little, sniffling. Jason put an arm around her shoulders, pulling her up against him. He looked around and noticed a hill overlooking the carnival, totally deserted. Letting her go, Jason took her arm and gently led her away from the crowds and up to the top of the hill.

*Dana*

Dana said nothing as she let Jason lead her away from the large crowd milling about the carnival and up a large hill. When they got to the top, he sat her down next to him, looking out over the carnival.

"Figured you could use a little quiet time," he said, giving her a dazzling smile that was quickly growing on her.

"Thank you," she said quietly, petting the toy he'd won for her. "I'm sorry that I keep making myself upset like that. It's just...it's so hard to forget the way they looked at me, the way they tried to hurt me."

"Shhh," he whispered, pulling her to where she was sitting in his lap, his arms around her waist. "It's ok." She couldn't help but shudder when she felt him kiss the top of her head. "I can't imagine how hard this has been on you. I was born what I am and this life is the only one I've known. To see your friends and family turn their backs on you...it must have been heartbreaking. I am sorry that you had to go through something like that."

Dana couldn't help it; she started crying. She turned to face him, burrowing her face into his chest as she wept. Her whole body was trembling in his warm, gentle grip as he held her close. He was so warm...and his fur was soft as silk. Eventually, she stopped crying and just snuggled against him, needing to be close to someone.

And he smelled good; like cinnamon. She could hear a low, growling purr come from her throat as his arms tightened around her. Dana gasped when she felt something hardening in his lap. It didn't take a genius to figure out what it was. She looked up into his eyes and she could definitely see that he wanted her.

"I'm going to kiss you now," he told her, his voice a raw whisper. "I'm an arrogant male-slut and if you want, smack the hell out of me."

First he kissed her flat nose then her mouth, licking at her, begging to be let in. She shivered with pleasure as she opened up and let him in. His tongue moved against hers skillfully, making her moan softly. She'd never slept with anyone before. But after everything that's happened and the kindness she was being shown, it felt like the right thing to take her mind off of everything as she wrapped her arms around his neck and deepened the kiss.

*Jason*

Jason let out a moan as he felt her arms wrap around his neck, pulling him closer. A soft growl rose in his chest as he laid her out in the grass, stretching out over her. He worked his cock against her hip as he continued to kiss her, one hand moving under her shirt, the other going up under her skirt. Dana moaned loudly as he broke their kiss, panting heavily as he found one of her nipples and gently pinched it.

"Jason," she groaned as his other hand rubbed her slit, getting her hot and wet.

When he slipped a finger into her and she tensed, he froze. Gently probing a little farther and coming in contact with resistance, he pulled his finger out of her and got off of her.

"What's wrong?" she asked him, sitting up.

"I can't do this," he told her. "You're still upset. It wouldn't be fair to you for me to take advantage of you right now. I've taken advantage of someone before and I don't want to do that again."

Her eyes went wide when he'd said that.

"Yeah, I'm a horrible, insensitive prick," he told her. "But I don't want to be. The girl I'd lost my virginity to...she couldn't get enough of me after that. I'm pretty decently endowed and every girlfriend I've had didn't want to do anything else but have sex after we did the first time. After the first couple of times I had to emotionally distance myself. I'm tired of being used and I don't want to hurt you." Dana cuddled against him again.

*Dana*

"You've wanted me ever since you saw me at the demonstration, haven't you?" she asked.

"Yes," he replied. "Because you didn't want anything to do with me. Every girl I've ever met, even human girls that didn't like me, have wanted me. That's what makes me want you like nothing else. But I will not take you like this. It isn't right."

"I know one thing," she said, her hand on his upper thigh and stroking back and forth. "I think...I think I'm starting to like you, even though we hardly know each other. You've been a good friend to me so far and I was so hateful before and now I'm making you uncomfortable. I hate to see you so stressed."

Looking up into his eyes, she moved her slightly shaking hand over the bulge in his jeans, giving it a gentle squeeze. Jason gasped loudly, his hips pushing up into her hand. He leaned down and kissed her again, his hands undoing his belt and unzipping his jeans, freeing himself.

Breaking the kiss, she looked down and gasped in surprise. He was so big and thick, her hand unable to wrap around him completely. God, was he hard and hot. Jason whimpered in pleasure as she stroked him slowly.

"Oh god..." he groaned, resting his forehead against hers as she tightened her grip and stroked a little faster. "Dana...this feels so good."

Making her look up at him, he kissed her hard, nearly forcing his tongue down her throat. Keeping her grip tight, he started to thrust into her hand.

"Oh yeah..." he whispered, pulling away from her for air, his thrusts becoming faster, more urgent. "Hold me tighter." He jumped when she did as he asked, growling viciously. "Yeah...just like that...ohhhh..."

Dana looked down as he made one last, savage thrust into her hand and came. She watched with fascination as his cock swelled up at least another quarter inch and ejected a heavy stream of cum, splattering across the entire front of her skirt. He did it four more times, his entire body trembling as he slowly thrust into her hand as he finished coming. When he was done, he sagged against her, his forehead resting against hers as he went limp in her hand.

"Thank you," he whispered, kissing her forehead. "I feel so much better and that was so amazing. Oh god...no one's ever been able to get me off like that."

"You're welcome," she told him. "You are very well equipped indeed."

Dana released him and wiped her hand off on her skirt, rubbing her thighs together. She'd gotten unbelievably turned on from playing with him. Jason pulled himself away and gently pushed her back until she was lying on the ground again. He kissed her briefly as he pushed her skirt up, revealing her wet, dripping sex.

"What are you doing?" she asked.

*Jason*

"Mmm...now it's your turn," he purred, nudging her legs apart. "Just relax and enjoy."

Dana cried out as he licked her slit from bottom to top, his tongue flicking her hard clit briefly. He did a couple more slow licks, then dipped in deep, sucking gently. She moaned as she pushed her hips up into his face, grabbing fistfuls of his hair and holding him against her. Pulling his tongue out of her tight pussy, he slipped a finger in and started thrusting it back and forth as he lapped at her clit.

"More..." she whined, her hips moving up and down. "Ohh...yes...harder...harder..."

She screamed as she came all over his face, her hips coming clear off the ground. When her orgasm subsided, she lowered herself back down to the ground, Jason still lapping at her.

"Wow," she breathed as Jason lied down next to her, cuddling her.

He kissed her cheek and nuzzled her throat. As they laid there, a high pitched whistling broke the silence, followed by a bang and a shower of red and gold sparks falling from the sky. He tucked her head under his and stroked her arm as they lie there, watching the fireworks. When the show was over, they walked back to the house, hand in hand.

"Thank you for tonight," Dana said as they got to her room. "It was a lot of fun and I hope you'll want to do something else with me sometime."

"You're welcome," he replied. "And I'd love to go out with you again. How's about tomorrow afternoon? We'll go have a picnic lunch at the lake."

"Sounds perfect," she said, kissing him on the cheek. "Good night."

Jason returned the kiss and shut the door behind him.

*Dana*

She sighed as she went across the hall to the bathroom, tossing her clothes into the hamper behind the door. After a hot, relaxing shower, Dana wrapped herself in a thick, fluffy towel. When she got to her room, Tanya was there, with a nightgown.

"So...did you have fun with Jason?" she asked while watching her dress, making sure she did it right.

"I had a lot of fun with him," Dana said, thinking about what they'd done on the hill, her face feeling hot under her short fur.

"I take it my son worked his charms on you," Tanya said. "I saw the mess he made on your skirt earlier."

"I...I only relieved him," Dana said in a quiet voice. "We did not...you know."

"Jason must really care for you then," she told her, sitting on the edge of her bed. "My son...he's very honest and he doesn't lead any girls he's went out with on. But his hormones and urges get the better of him easily. I don't think it's his fault; it's just the way he is. But for him not to go all the way with you like that...he must really think of you as special."

"He told me about his previous exploits and he wasn't very proud of them from the way he spoke of them."

"I'll leave so you can get some rest," Tanya said. "Good night."

"'Night," Dana said as she shut the door behind her. Turning out the light, Dana lie in bed, thinking about what tomorrow would bring.