A growl rumbles from deep in my chest, and I allow my hands to trail over her thighs as I move down the bed, eager for another taste of her sweet, feminine essence.
I coax her legs open wider, relishing the sight of her swollen center. Then I drag my teeth along the inside of her right thigh, then the left one.
She gasps and quivers as a thrill rushes through her, a hint of danger because my teeth are so sharp, balanced by the certainty that I would never break the skin. I would never do anything to cause her pain, though I sense her excitement at the thought that my possessiveness might one day turn rougher, more primal.
Yet when it comes to fully claiming her, I won’t even allow her to feel the brief sting that would likely come as I thrust past the barrier of her innocence, the same barrier I encountered earlier when I slipped a finger inside her.
Reaching for her pussy, I splay her nether lips wide apart, fully revealing her engorged clit, dark pink and gleaming with the arousal that’s spread from her inner core. My tongue darts out and I bring her to a quick, intense release that leaves her gasping and writhing on the bed. I lean back for a moment to watch her coming undone, placing a finger on her clit and swirling with increasing pressure. Her face twists with pleasure and she gasps through the climax.
I don’t allow her more than a few seconds to recover before I begin feasting on her anew.
She cries out and tangles her fingers in my hair, and I growl against her center when her hands brush my horns. Eventually,she takes a firmer hold, gripping the base of each horn in her hands.
My cock lurches in my trousers, thickening almost to the point of pain.
Gods. I cannot restrain another growl.
No one has ever touched me there before, but there is something deeply satisfying about feeling my mate take a firm hold of my horns, particularly while I’m lapping at her clit.
I bring her to another climax, quickly followed by another. She quivers beneath me, gasps for breath, and releases the most enticing whimpers and moans. Fucking fires, I could gladly spend eternity right here in this bedroom, bringing my mate to pleasure again and again.
Please, she sends down the bond.Please, no more. I-I am growing too sensitive.
I like it when you beg, my dearest, I reply, though I withdraw from her center and move into a sitting position.
As I hold her gaze, I make a show of wiping my mouth on the back of my arm. She flushes and briefly glances away, and I send her a wicked chuckle through the tether. Gods, I love the intimacy of sharing my mind with her. I never knew how wondrous it would feel to share my heart and soul with a female. If I had, and if I’d had even the slightest suspicion that I might actually have a mate, I would have spent every hour of every day searching for her.
But she is here, she is real, and she is finally in my life.
I lift her into my arms again, but this time I carry her to a plush chair in the corner of the room. I sit and cradle her in my lap, holding her close as I nuzzle my nose against hers.
My cock throbs beneath her, but I know she needs a little more time to recover from the multiple climaxes I gave her. The taste of her pussy lingers on my lips, and gods, how it makes me want to carry her back to the bed and lap at her clit again.
To my surprise, she begins shifting on my lap sooner than I expect. It starts with a slow movement, followed by a more purposeful one, a steady grind as she feigns trying to get more comfortable. I growl in her ear and delve a hand into her hair.
She looks at me, a glimmer of mischief in her eyes.
“I think it’s time for you to get on your knees, my dearest.”
Her breath hitches, and the scent of her arousal heightens in the air. She might be too sensitive to endure any further attention to her clit, yet she’s still growing wet and achy again.
I shift forward and assist her as she slides onto the floor. Her gaze becomes heated, her eyes hooded, as she peers intently at my crotch. I rise briefly, and she scoots back on the rug, allowing me room to remove my trousers.
Watching her kneel before me as I prepare to disrobe sends a thrill through me that feels almost like winter magic.
It makes my whole body tingle and vibrate with need, but also… with power.
My mate is kneeling before me, her pussy swollen, arousal leaking onto her thighs, as she waits to take me in her mouth for the very first time.
With slow, deliberate movements, ever aware that she’s watching, I begin to unfasten my trousers.
CHAPTER 13
GWEN
Heat pummels my core,and I can’t seem to catch my breath. I can’t quite believe I’m truly kneeling before Merak, watching as he prepares to remove his trousers, waiting to take his cock in my mouth.
Nerves flit through me as I study the substantial bulge encased in the fabric. Gods, he is huge. Even though I haven’t glimpsed his shaft with my own eyes yet, I know it will be as formidable as I imagined, perhaps even larger.
