I couldn’t help it; I laughed out loud. “Hey, it’s not my fault. You know, most men have two brains. This one and that one.” He pointed at his head and then gripped his hand over mine, showing me the pressure he liked. “However, now I have a wolf inside me. I guess that means I have three.”
I had a feeling Rowan was going to use his manly attributes to his advantage, and I couldn’t wait. I let him lead my hand up and down his shaft, loving how relaxed I was with him already. A drop of pearly fluid beaded on the tip. As I bent to taste his essence, he gripped my hair in his hand and held it back.I turned to watch him while I swiped my tongue across the mushroom-shaped head. His flavor burst across my tongue.
“Mmmm, breakfast in bed.” I licked him.
“Flip around, and we can both enjoy a little snack.”
My stomach flipped. “I’ve never done that.” I looked up at Rowan.
I could smell her arousal, loved it, and wanted to smell it every day for the rest of my life. I helped her maneuver over me, her perfect pussy pink and wet, her cream dripping down her thighs. I swiped my tongue up her inner leg, capturing as much as I could before moving up to lick at her pussy. My sweet mate took me into her mouth, trying to make me blow, but I was made of sterner stuff. I let my tongue trace circles around her labia, loving the unique flavor. Her tight cunt constricted as I fucked her with my mouth, her little mewling moans egging me on. I used my thumbs to hold her open, swiping back and forth, licking at her clit in quick yet not quite satisfying motions. Her cries and pleas went straight to my cock.
I’d planned to play with her, to extend our play. However, Lyric had other plans. She used her mouth and hands, twisting them in tight fists, taking me to the root, all the way to the soft part at the back of her throat, and swallowing. I pulled her farther down onto my face, spreading her thighs wider so I could fuck my tongue up into her, my chin brushing her clit, sending her hips moving against my face. I pushed her up, dragged the flat of my tongue across her engorged clit, and pressed my thumb against her back hole, pressing down and stimulating the nerves back there. She was on the edge, her thighs quivering. I licked her from clit to ass, rubbing my thumb across her anus, knowing she’d never had a man there either, sucking one labia into my mouth and then the other. Pressing one then two fingersinto her pussy, curving them up, and finding her special spot. I pulled her clit into my mouth, felt the first pulse of her orgasm strum through her, and fucked and sucked until I felt the last twitch of her body.
When she stopped squirming against my tongue, face, and fingers, I was surrounded by Lyric. Her taste, her scent, and her body. My cock was ready to burst, but I was fine with it. My mate, on the other hand, was not.
“Oh, I think you have a boo boo,” my mate murmured, and a gush of air blew across the tip of my dick.
I hadn’t even realized she’d released me. I was ready to come within seconds of her tongue playing with my cockhead. There were no light-sucking passes. No, my mate took me straight to the back of her throat and swallowed, her hands balanced on my thick thighs. I couldn’t help but rub my nose in her pussy. Over and over, she bobbed on my dick, using her tongue like she would if she were riding my cock, fucking me with her mouth. She sucked me down again, and all coherent thought fled my brain.
“Shit, I’m going to…”
Her hand tightened on me, the other gripped my balls. Any chance of pulling out evaporated. Lyric milked me of my seed, drinking me down and then licking me clean. I felt utterly spent.
Lyric climbed off me, twisting until her head lay on my chest. “Best breakfast, ever.”
I pressed a kiss to the top of her head and then heard her stomach growl. “Come on. I think I can whip us up something else to eat.”
She made me weak in the best way possible. As I watched her get up and saw her wince, I knew I hadn’t been the tenderest of lovers, but I didn’t regret one moment. I’d just take extra care with her today and tonight. The sparkle in her eyes as she turned to look at me had me hard all over again.
“If you don’t quit looking at me like that, I’ll have your ass lubed up and take you there.”
“I’m going to take a quick shower and meet you in the kitchen in five.” She held up her hand. Heat lit up her features; arousal filled the air. It took everything in me to slip on a pair of sweats and leave Lyric in my bedroom.
Seated at my state-of-the-art kitchen counter was Syn. I looked around, wondering how my mate’s best friend had gotten into my home. The gorgeous woman wore a much more appropriate outfit than she’d had on the night before. Her shapely legs were crossed Indian style on the barstool as she watched me stroll into the room.
“Thank God. I thought you two were gonna fuck like bunnies for days or some shit.” She held a paper cup from one of the local coffee shops in her hand.
I couldn’t believe I hadn’t smelled the fresh brew. “How the hell did you get in?” I pulled the fridge door open. If the woman was there to kill me, I figured she’d already have done it.
Syn sniffed. “Puh-lease, you think your little alarm system could keep one such as I out.”
Whatever else I would have said or asked was lost beneath the feminine squeals. I wasn’t sure if I was ready for whatever trouble my mate and Syn had up their sleeves. The image of the huge man named Bodhi popped into my head. I was a newly mated male after all. Didn’t I deserve a honeymoon or some shit?
“I so don’t like that look, Mr. Shade,” Lyric said.
Syn clapped. “Oh my gawd. We can totally say and mean it while crowd surfing, Hey, we’re throwing Shade.”
A roaring started in my ears. “There will be no crowd surfing, mate.”
Lyric patted my head. “Yes, dear.”
I grabbed Lyric around the waist, nibbling her neck where I’d marked her. “There will be no more accidents where you’re concerned, if I have anything to say about it.”
The End
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Iron Wolves Book 2 ~ Xan & Breezy
