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I’m not upset about this, not at all, it’s just a little out of character for her. We’ve never progressed past making out, and for this to be something she does for the first time in the kitchen?

It’s just—fuck! She wraps her hands around her dick, tugging it up and down like she was fucking made for this.

Wait. My dick. She just handles it so well that it feels like it should be hers.

“Mine,” she hums. “My mate.”

“Yours,” I say as her tongue darts out and swipes across the tip of my penis, tasting precum. She hums, making happy little noises.

“What’s going on here?” Micah asks, and my eyes shoot over to where my brother is hovering in the doorway. He’s lounging against the doorframe, a relaxed aura around him, as he smirks at us. “Did you find that thermometer?”

I swear to fucking god the moment my erection settles, I’m going to pound the fucking shit out of my brother.

Wait, that sounded far too sexual for my liking.

I’m going to beat the fucking shit out of my brother.

He deserves it for being this smug.

“I did not get the chance,” I say, glaring at him.

“Go away,” Nora says, not even turning to look at him, as her hand jerks me off ever so slowly. Micah’s eyes dart to her before gasping, and a red flush coats his cheeks. He turns on his tail, his footsteps sounding up the stairs in rapid succession.

I’d say his embarrassment has made his spying worth it, but it’s not. Because I’m actually worried about Nora.

But then she takes my entire length in her mouth, no signs of gagging or stopping as I bottom out.

Holy fucking shit.

Her hand fondles my balls, her mouth slowly working me back and forth, and I have to grip onto the counter to avoid grabbing her hair.

I’ve never had such an enthusiastic blow job, or one that’s been delivered so well. Which is shocking, since this is her first one.

I doubt any of the others have been treated to this and kept quiet about it.

“Fuck, baby,” I groan as her tongue swirls the tip of my cock. “Faster, please.”

My teeth ache, the urge to yank her up from the floor and mark her as mine is hard to ignore. She’s letting off so many scents that it’s nearly impossible to ignore the urge.

But with what tiny little restraint I have left in me, I manage.

“I love you,” I murmur, hoping the soft words will help remind my tiger why we can’t push her past her limits.

“Mate,” she moans around my dick, the sound garbled, but, oh, so fucking good.

The pleasure within me builds, and if she doesn’t stop, I’m going to cum down her fucking throat.

The idea turns me on and makes my tiger roar.

“I’m going to cum, baby,” I choke out, and she nods her head as she keeps up with the same intense pace.

I swear my eyes roll in the back of my head as I spurt ropes of cum down her throat. She pulls back, after sucking me fucking dry, and opens her mouth to let me see her mouth full of my cum, and, holy shit, I nearly cum again when she swallows it all.

“You’re such a good girl,” I murmur, grabbing her under the arms and lifting her onto the bench.

I connect our lips, the slight salty taste not bothering me in the slightest.

“I love you,” I murmur, and she whines. “Are you feeling needy, baby? You want me to help you feel better?”

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