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I can feel her presence like a piece of her is now with me, and it feels so right that I wonder how I lived without it until this point. If I thought I needed her before, it’s nothing compared to now.
Her lips become hungry as she kisses me, biting at my lip before she sucks it into her mouth as she reaches down, grabbing the hem of my shirt. It takes a second to maneuver getting it off without letting her down, but we figure it out—no way I’m letting her get away now. The second my shirt is gone, her fingers begin exploring. She slowly trails her fingers down my chest, drawing little designs as they sink lower and lower before stopping at my waist.
She bunches up her borrowed shirt and exposes her tiny black boy shorts.
She often works out in shorts, but these are even smaller than those. I can’t tell you how often one of us has been caught off guard seeing her. Once, Sol dropped a thirty-pound dumbbell on my foot when she peeled off her sweater to train in only her sports bra. Thank the gods for shifter healing.
I pull back, watching as her hand disappears between us and hissing a breath when her fingers wrap around my cock.
Fuck, if her hand feels this good, I’m going to last all of two seconds inside of her, if that. I take a deep breath, letting it out slowly as I try to get a hold of myself.
Her fingers tentatively grip me, and I watch as her brows shoot up before her eyes snap up to meet mine. It takes me a second to understand, but as her fingers slowly trail up and down the sensitive skin of my cock it clicks.
My piercings. “It’s called Jacob’s ladder, love,” I tell her, my words choked as she continues to stroke them. I should stop her. It’s the only way I stand a chance at lasting at all, but fuck if I can’t bring myself to do it. Coming from the feel of her hand wrapped around my cock isn’t the worst thing. At least I got it out of my pants which is more than I can say about the library, not that she needs to know that.
Her eyes light up, and a wicked little smirk curls her lips. “Oh, I know what it is, Silly Kitty.”
The nickname should be degrading, but something about the husky tone she says it in makes me fucking purr.
With my cock still gripped in her hand, she wiggles until she has enough room to wedge it up between us. Resting on her warm heat, that’s only covered by her soaking wet underwear. As much as I love knowing I have this effect on her, I want more, need more.
Serena presses against me, rocking her hips so that her pussy rubs along the sensitive underside of my cock, making me drip. Without hesitation, she collects the drop of my cum with her thumb, and I watch, unable to so much as blink, as she pops it into her mouth and sucking it clean.
Gods, I’ve wasted so much time with her. To think we might have been doing this for years had I pulled my head from my ass before Garrett showed up.
The thought is enough to snap me from my gawking.
I reach out, slipping my fingers in her underwear before wrapping it up in my fist and tearing them clean off her.
Her breath catches, and a second later, her hand slaps my chest.
“That was my only pair of underwear, you asshole!” she scolds, but the smile on her face tells me she isn’t too upset about it.
“I’m sure we can get you more. You’re mated to the prince after all,” I tease, gripping my cock and pressing it to her pussy, grinding up into her clit. Her breath hitches as I slide back down, notching myself at her entrance.
“Or you could always just go without. I won’t comp-” I choke on the word, unable to speak as she pushes forward, impaling herself on my cock in one swift motion.
Holy fuck.
Holy fuck!
Her gasp morphs into a drawn-out groan before she mutters a curse, and yeah, I think it’s safe to say we’re on the same page.
I grip her ass, holding her in place while I breathe, willing myself not to come like an inexperienced teenager.
Not that she gives a fuck. Even unable to move, she has no problem clenching around me.
“Are you enjoying yourself?” I ask, hearing the strain in my voice.
“Very much so,” she says with a giggle that sounds far too innocent, considering our current circumstances.
Thankfully, our little conversation is enough to distract me from the heaven that is her pussy, and I move back before rocking into her. She bites her lip, tilting back to lean against the bars as I rock into her again slowly, making sure she’s had time to adjust. Reaching up, I pull her lip free from her teeth, running my thumb along the plush skin and imagining it’s my cock.
As if she can read my mind, she sucks my thumb into her mouth. My hips buck of their own accord, and she groans with her lips still wrapped around my thumb. The vibrations from her mouth shout from my thumb down to my cock like they have a direct line together, and just like that, any restraint I had left disappears.
I pull my thumb free, wrapping my hand loosely around her throat before pressing her head back, exposing her neck.
Fuck, I want to bite her, mark her, show the world she’s mine.
