“Wings!” I gasp as he takes my left nipple between his lips and tugs on it, stretching the tender flesh. I shudder in relief ashe finally sucks it into his mouth, rolling it on his warm tongue. “He’s obsessed.”
“I can see why.” There’s a devilish gleam in his eyes as he runs his tongue teasingly over my other breast. “So, nipple play is a yes. What else makes you drip for your mates?”
“Everything!” I splutter, thrusting my chest up as he licks his way softly over my ribs. “Why don’t you just hurry up and try something?”
He smirks into my flushed face. “Impatient, butterfly?”
“Well, if you’re just going to keep teasing me…”
“Nope. I just want to know your body inside and out. And like I said, I’m gonna kiss every inch of it, because it’s damn delicious.” He dips his tongue into my navel and then runs it in a tingling line down to my curls. “Open your legs for me, Abbie.”
I groan in approval, even though I can feel the dirt trail scratching me up. Ark clicks his tongue, scooping a hand under my ass and propping my legs on his denim-clad thighs. “Keep them up, sweetheart. I don’t want trail rash on your pretty skin.”
“What about beard rash?” I ask, staring at his scruff.
“Well, that’s unavoidable.” His lips curl in a wicked smile. “But I promise the payoff will be worth the pain.”
I huff out a breath, but it becomes a low moan of approval as he rains kisses on both of my thighs. Now that my hands are free, I can prop myself on my elbows, watching him lick his way across my skin like I’m the frosting on his favorite dessert. Better yet, for every soft, hungry lick, there’s the matching rasp of his facial hair. It’s a perfectfrissonof pleasure-pain that has my toes curling over his forearms.
When I’m covered with goosebumps from his onslaught, he runs his nose back and forth over my curls, breathing me in. “Fuck, I’ve wanted to do this for so long.”
I drop back onto the ground, my hips lifting to his mouth. “Please, Ark…”
“Always, Abbie.”
It’s the last thing he says before licking between my aching folds. His hands cup my hips like I’m something precious, while his mouth feasts on me like I’m his final meal. I shudder as he sucks on my clit, his tongue spearing inside me before rubbing against the hard nub. My thighs shake helplessly, and he pulls me closer, wrapping my calves behind his head. As soon as I’m settled, his big thumbs peel me open and he burrows deeper. My back arches at the onslaught, my pussy already fluttering against his voracious tongue. “Ark! I’m gonna come…”
“Then come,” he says, the tip of his tongue still stabbing between my folds, “I don’t plan on stopping until you beg me to.”
I groan, my eyes snapping shut as pleasure rips through me. I claw at the dirt, my hips thrusting against his mouth. As promised, he doesn’t let up, a steady growl in his chest as he drinks down my slick and come.
“More, sweetheart,” he says, his chin rubbing against my thighs until I’m bucking in his hands. The beard rash is real, and when I start to whimper, he drops me to his lap, spearing two long fingers deep inside me. “Give me another, Omega. I want you to come apart on my hand.”
I want to tell him my body doesn’t work that fast – outside of a heat – but I’m already quivering against his palm, my walls clenching at the sweet intrusion. I force myself up, clawing at his arm. “Ark, I want you inside me.”
“I am inside you,” he smiles, adding a third finger to the pulsing mess between my thighs. “And it’s fucking glorious.”
I gasp as another orgasm tears through me, so hard I rake my nails down his arm. He hisses at the sting, a savage satisfaction in his eyes as I drench his hand in my juices.
“My perfect omega,” he purrs while I’m still moaning through my release. “Sit up here, sweetheart. I’m gonna bury myself all the way now.”
I’m so out of my head on endorphins, my limbs feel boneless as he lifts me into his lap. His jeans are unbuttoned, bunched at his thighs, and I sigh as his cock brushes my aching folds. But then the moonlight catches a flash of silver, and I gape at the barbell in his plump mushroom head. “You’re pierced.”
He wraps a hand around my back, watching my face. “Is that a problem?”
Is he serious?“Other than I might come again before you’re even inside me?”
He smirks, his scent thickening as he grasps his shaft. He’s thick and long, the base already swelling with need. I knock his hand away and replace it with my own, my mouth watering as I tighten my grip. Watching his face, I flick my thumb over the piercing, delighted by the way his body shudders under me. “It’s your sensitive spot!”
“It is whenyou’replaying with it.”
I can’t hide my delight at that fact. “I want to see how it feels on my tongue.”
I try to wiggle back off his lap, but he grips me tighter. “Too much of that andI’llbe coming before I’m inside you.” He palms my ass, his hands flexing to move me into position. His eyes darken as I wind my arms around his neck, and I wonder how much more I can take before I really do come apart.
“Ark…”
“It’s okay, sweet girl. I’m gonna make you feel so good.”
