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“Oh,” I cry as his tongue moves to circle around my clit, not giving me exactly what I want, but feeling good all the same. He draws it out, but eventually, he applies pressure directly and it causes my legs to give out, my weight sinking onto his face more.
When I realize what’s happening, I sit up immediately to prevent suffocating him. “Shit, sorry,” I squeak.
He growls into my core. “Listen, Ver. I’m going to eat this pussy right. If I die, I die. What a way to go.” His hands move to my hips, and his arms flex as he yanks me fully onto his face. “Don’t you ever worry about that again, or I’ll have to punish you.”
My heart thunders in my chest, and a whine escapes me. RIP, Verity. The third death inside Hidden Haven Manor. But she didn’t die like the others. Nope, Andrik’s filthy words killed her.
His warm spices explode throughout the room, matching my pears. I’ve noticed when he’s really turned on the cinnamon seems to be the most prevalent, and it complements mine so well.
Using his skillful tongue, Andrik sends me hurtling into an orgasm so hard my legs jerk, clamping around his head as I ride through the waves. After a moment, my upper body gives out, and I reach for the headboard at the top of the bed to steady myself. I know for sure I have to be suffocating him. Still, he doesn’t relent. “Fuck. Andrik,” I scream as he continues with the exact same pressure, sending me diving into a second so hard I lose my breath. Exactly like he said I would.
Finally, he lifts me from his face and comes up for air. The fucker looks smug as hell. “Five minutes, huh?” he growls.
My stomach does a flip-flop when he wipes my slick from his chin and licks that clean, too. Holy fuck.
“I rescind that statement. I might even think your tongue deserves an award. Do they make those? Like an Oscar for best cunnilingus? A BACA, if you will.” I’m totally mumbling, but goddamn, I felt those orgasms all the way to the tips of my toes.
He chuckles darkly. “I’m nowhere near finished with you yet, my little shit talker.”
“Good—“
The word is barely out of my mouth before he’s shredding his clothes. I run my hand down every rung of his six pack, loving the way they contract under my touch.
My nails dig in and he moans. “Yes. Mark me, Precious.”
I rake the tips of my fingernails across his chest, causing him to shiver. Yes, my alpha likes to wear my mark. It’ll be even better when he finally gives me his mating bite.
Now I’m shivering at that thought.
Andrik notches the thick tip of his cock at my entrance and slowly sinks inside. He stays still for a long moment, allowing me to adjust to his size, and I’m panting by the time he slides out and slams back in until the top of his knot kisses my opening.
My eyes roll back and my toes curl. This time I drag my fingers down his back, knowing it’ll leave another mark. “Fuck, Precious,” he groans, his pace increasing.
The deep, rhythmic movement is quickly driving me toward another climax. Except, suddenly, he stops. I don’t even have time to protest before he’s hooking his leg underneath mine and flipping me onto my stomach, driving in deeper, almost desperate in a way. So deep, his knot plays at my entrance, begging me to stretch and let it in.
I become a bucket of mewls, not able to control the sounds that escape. Andrik devours them, using them as encouragement as he hits exactly the right spot over and over again.
When he slows his pace, again, on the cusp of my third orgasm, I whine. But he doesn’t resume. Instead, he lightly taps my cheek in a silent encouragement to be patient.
Honestly, it’s a different feeling entirely when someone you trust wholly is behind you, out of your line of sight, and could do anything. That’s where the trust comes in.
His large hand trails down my spine, stroking, and when I feel something wet hit my ass, I gasp.
Is he...?
Oh, fuck, yes, he is.
Andrik swirls his finger through his saliva, coating it, before lightly pressing against my back entrance. I moan my encouragement, wiggling my ass. His chuckle makes his dick automatically thump against my G-spot. Fuck.
“Such a good fucking girl,” he coos as he pushes in. The feeling is strange at first, but once it fades, it feels amazing. He strokes the skin of my inner walls and is likely able to feel himself inside me.
Andrik slowly resumes his pace, picking up in speed and intensity, grinding into me like he’s an alpha on a mission. Eventually, he sticks a second digit in my ass and a third, keeping in time to his thrusts.
If my thoughts were squiggly lines earlier, now they’re fucking sound wavelengths that are moving too fast to interpret. He’s playing my body like a fiddle and I’m a goner.
“Come for me, Precious,” he pants as he feels me tighten around him. I’m about to detonate like a damn bomb. I’ll never be the same after. He dicked me too well.
A cry of pleasure rips from my throat, probably rattling the walls, but I don’t care. My vision fades to black and I swear I find the milky way behind my eyes. Is this Heaven? Because let’s do that again.
