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At last, Garren tastes me, moving his tongue in and out of me as my lower lips open for him in a welcoming embrace. He plays with my now exposed clit, lavishing it with his tongue, alternating between gentle and firm strokes as well as changing his movement from rapid to slow and vice versa before finally sucking it into his mouth, increasing the overwhelming sensation of this most delicate spot. At the same time, he traces one hand up my body while the other one gently teases the entrances to both my pussy and ass.
Garren’s tongue continues the unrelenting, unyielding, and unwavering assault on my clit, making my pussy burn hotter than ever before. It doesn’t take long before my body begins to shake under the skillful actions of his tongue. I tilt my head back as a powerful moan escapes me, and I give myself over to the orgasmic ecstasy as his tongue fucks me over the highest edge of the cliff.
Garren moves up to kiss me, making me taste my own juices on his tongue. He holds my shuddering body in his powerful embrace until my orgasm subsides and I stop trembling enough for him to continue.
When I manage to somewhat gather myself, I’m hit with one overwhelming desire. I want to feel him inside me. I need him to fuck me into oblivion.
As we move into a spoon with him pressed against my back, I raise my leg and throw it over his leg behind his, giving him plenty of space to do what I need from him. He doesn’t hesitate and presses the tip of his hard cock against my pussy. I turn my head toward his and kiss him deeply as he enters me, gently pushing the entire length of his thick shaft into me at the most sensitive angle that hits the best spots.
Garren pulls back a little before pushing his cock back inside me, hitting the one inner button that makes me moan. I do it again and again as he fills my soaking pussy, thrusting his hips back and forth as he pumps his cock in and out of me. He does it over and over again, burying his shaft into me up to the hilt. I begin to push back with my ass, wanting to get him deeper and deeper inside me. We settle into a sensual, rhythmic fucking, both of us having our pressure spots rubbed and touched.
His cock begins to throb and pulsate inside me, and I brace myself for a shot of his load. He surprises me once again and instead pulls out of me, then rolls us over until I’m on all fours with my ass up in the air. Garren grabs his throbbing cock and guides it to my pussy, granting my wish by thrusting it deeper and deeper between my welcoming lower lips.
Before too long, neither one of us can hold back any more. His cock begins to pulsate and quiver as he shoots a stream of his hot load deep into my pussy, followed by another, and another, and another, until he completely empties himself. My pussy is a big help in milking him out as I scream into the pillow through yet another orgasm, my muscles flexing and contracting around his throbbing member.
Utterly and completely spent, we collapse on top of each other on the bed as the last drops of his load splash against me while my pussy’s still quivering from my second powerful orgasm of the night. Reaching behind me, I grab hold of the base of Garren’s cock, keeping it inside me until my pussy stops flexing its muscles.
We roll over to caress each other. I end up lying spread wide on the bed, my pussy still feeling the phantom sensation of his hardness inside me as the echoes of my orgasm send shivers down my spine. Garren puts one hand under my head and the other over my breast in a half-embrace while his exhausted cock enjoys a well-deserved rest against my thigh.
“I hope you like receiving orgasms because I plan on giving them to you for the rest of our very long and happy lives,” Garren whispers into my hair.
“And I plan on fucking you so often and hard that your wolf will become the most skilled healer on the planet,” I whisper back, silently promising to fulfill all his hidden and not-so-hidden desires.
Garren’s cock twitches against my thigh and he groans into my hair. “I love you.”
“I love you, too,” I reply, then close my eyes to get at least an hour of rest before we begin to devour each other all over again.
CHAPTER 16
Alyssa
The week has been flying by so fast. I can’t quite believe that in less than two days, I’ll be getting married to Garren, and we’ll be crowned as the new King and Queen. It’s all so surreal.
While many girls have grown up dreaming about marrying a prince and living a fairytale, all I wanted was to have my own pack. I worked hard to become who I was, to rise through the ranks, and to make a name for myself apart from the good military reputation that generations of my family have already established.
“You’ll do well,” Garren’s mother tells me right after she insists that I call her Fallon, which is quite an adjustment in itself because she was always Queen Grey for me. “While I was born as a princess and taught from a very young age how to move through elite circles, I was a third child, and you know what that means.”
“You were never expected to rule,” I say, and she nods, filling my cup to the brim with freshly brewed tea.
“The firstborn officially continues the family line while the rest are free to marry within the nobility,” Fallon tells me, and though I’m familiar with all of that, it hits differently coming from her. “While I suspected that I’d marry a prince instead of a duke or whatnot, I could never in my wildest dreams have predicted that it’d be a firstborn son.”
“How was your growing up and schooling any different than your brother’s?” I ask, then furrow my brows. “Please forgive me, but it was your brother who was the firstborn, wasn’t he?”
“Quite right,” Fallon confirms. “Frankwell did inherit the Farrell throne, although now his son sits on it. I’m sure you heard a lot about Frank’s younger son Felix.”
“I did,” I whisper, unsure what else to say. “I’m sorry for your loss.”
Fallon sets her teacup down and gives me a small smile. “That’s very kind of you, but I’m afraid I didn’t know him very well.”
“How come?” I wonder, sorting through my memory for any mention of the Farrells and Greys having a feud before the whole disaster with Felix.
“It might not look so from the outside, but the kingdoms are terribly fragile,” Fallon explains, speaking more freely ever since the servants have left us alone in the tearoom. “If you talk too much with one, the others accuse you of conspiring against them. If you don’t talk enough, then you’re accused of being a recluse and unfit to lead. It’s a hard balance to keep, and I won’t lie to you, Alyssa, but this life can be quite isolating, so it’s very important that you and Garren are there for each other. Your partner, your spouse, your fated mate. They’re the only person you can truly count on and trust. Lean on him when things get tough. Don’t hold it inside you. Talk to him.”
While I’ve already come to that realization on my own, it’s still very humbling to hear it from her.
“Don’t worry, dear,” Fallon says, giving me a warm smile when she notices my body tensing as I begin to feel overwhelmed by the weight of the world that I’m voluntarily becoming a part of. “Times are changing. What worked for me, won’t work for you. I can already see that things are becoming better. The fact that Garren is marrying you tells a lot about what awaits us. You’ll never walk alone.”
“No wolf left behind,” I mutter under my breath when strangely enough my family’s motto comes to mind.
