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The servants have come to wake us way too early for my liking, especially since we’d fallen asleep a little more than an hour ago.
Garren and I have spent the whole night alternating between fucking and making love. It was only when neither one of us could even move a muscle that we managed to stop but with a silent promise to continue first thing in the morning.
The morning’s here, but unfortunately, our duties got in the way. Even though the wolves will be able to smell the scent of sex on us that’s coming out of our pores, we still decide to take a shower, if only to prolong being together for a little while longer.
Garren turns on the water, then yanks me into the shower stall with him, pulling me in for a kiss. We’re already naked because we never bothered to put back on clothes from the night before.
When the kiss finally breaks, he locks his dark eyes with mine and gives me a playful smile before glancing lower at my heaving chest. My breasts are soft under the warm stream of the water falling all over me. Garren’s hand slides down my side, over my waist and hip, then underneath and up again, teasing my pussy.
Coming up higher, he takes one of my breasts in his hand and gently massages it while leaving a trail of kisses down my neck, before lowering himself so he can take my eager nipple into his mouth. I moan and bury my fingers into his wet black hair when he sucks on it.
“It’s like you know exactly what I want and need,” I reply.
As he continues nibbling on my nipple, his hands find their way down my body again. With the left one, he grabs my ass in a tight grip, while the other explores my demanding pussy. His fingers delicately and carefully slide between my lower lips, entering my wet warmth. Reaching in further, Garren inserts the whole length of his middle finger as deep into me as he can.
“I can’t seem to get enough of you either, everything you do feels so good,” I say with a moan.
My breathing is so heavy from the excitement that I’m glad the running shower’s muffling my loud moans. To feel my mate’s hands on me and inside me…it’s all too much.
I blindly and desperately reach for his cock. He’s already hard and ready to please, making me all the more eager to feel the heat of his hard member. I want him inside me. I need to feel him as close and as deep as possible.
Garren feeds on my breasts, his sucking and nibbling sending little electric shocks through me like powerful jolts that light up my whole being.
Before I can get a good grip on his cock, Garren moves his hips back and out of my reach. I make a small sound in disapproval, which only makes him chuckle.
“I’m going to go down on you to taste you while I still have some semblance of control over myself,” Garren says, his low and rough voice vibrating against my skin. “Don’t make me lose it before I can devour you.”
I’m already dripping wet, and the way he’s rubbing my clit is steadily bringing me so close to the edge. He uses that moment to go lower and kneel between my legs. His face is level with my hips and he has me raise my leg, then places it over his shoulder. As soon as his hot breath comes near my pussy, I begin to shiver despite the warm water falling down my body. My imagination is too powerful, and I’m already anticipating how this will go down.
True to his word, Garren doesn’t immediately dive right in. While gently gliding his hands over my thighs and stomach, he kisses the spots inside my knees, then slowly makes his way up to my pussy. His mouth gets teasingly close to the center of it, but then the bastard goes and switches to my other leg, repeating the tantalizing, erotically sexy, and nearly frustrating process all over again.
He’s blatantly and shamelessly examining my pussy. My legs are open enough to give him the perfect view, and he even puts slight pressure on my knees to make me widen up for him.
The combination of his fingers, lips, and tongue makes me squirm and moan. After kissing my stomach, he makes his way down and finally arrives to where I want him most. He plants a wet kiss on my lower lips, holding his mouth there for a few seconds before kissing them again and again.
I let out a deep moan, my eyes rolling back into my head, and I have to grab onto his hair for balance as he French-kisses me down there. What started as just a kiss now turns into an open mouth and tongue kiss.
I gasp in slight shock when he backs off and caresses my thighs before using his thumbs to open my lower lips and expose my entrance. My hips and legs twitch and tense up as he looks into my eyes and gives me one of the smiles that I’ve come to claim as mine.
He closes the distance between his mouth and my lower lips, pushing his tongue as deep into me as he can. He definitely knows what he’s doing because he’s steadily increasing the pleasure to all my parts.
Not wanting to pull out his beautiful hair, I lift my arms above my head instead and grab for the shower pipe. My eyes close as the ecstasy and pleasure flood me. I’m sure he can give me an orgasm right here and now if he stays down long enough.
He keeps going, only changing the position to bury his face deeper into my pussy as his tongue licks my clit. He opens his mouth to suck my lower lips into his mouth, then fucks me with his tongue, lashing in and out in a hard and unrelenting way. He moves to my clit again, his lips pulling it into his mouth before mercilessly sucking on it. As he does all this, I’m moaning and sighing, clutching at the pipes with newfound desperation.
My pussy gets wetter and more open, which makes me think of only one thing, which is his hard cock.
I throw my head back and look at the white ceiling, ignoring the drops of water falling onto my face. When I gather some strength and control over myself, I reach down and run my fingers through his dark hair as he continues to work my pussy with his tongue.
He’s surprisingly patient and gentle, kissing me with unbearable slowness and caressing me down there. Every so often, he glances at me with his magnetizing dark eyes, making me long for him even more.
I’m doing my best to suppress and muffle my moans. This might bother him a bit because sometimes he gives my ass an unexpected squeeze, which makes me let out a surprised scream.
He’s ups his game, using his fingers to help his skilled tongue. I’m not sure what exactly it is that he does, but I do know that it feels fucking amazing. I find myself shaking with my eyes shut to heighten my other senses. My back curves on its own, my head falls back, and my hands search for anything to dig my nails in for balance and to hold on to the pleasure.
I’ve never done it in the shower before, but I have to admit that the cold tiles are a stark contrast to the warm water and our hot bodies, which drives the pulsating heat that’s growing inside me completely insane.
Garren has me on the edge of the cliff. His talented tongue has me wordlessly begging for relief. I’m there. I’m ready. I’m willing. But he doesn’t let me go. Not yet.
