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“Ohhh,” she shuddered above me.
I flattened my tongue to give a slow, thorough lick. Gods, she tasted incredible. I kept dragging my tongue up and down her center, then pushed the muscle into her pussy hole that still quivered from her climax.
“Touch your breasts,” I snarled against her soaked flesh, sucking her clit harder, faster, with rhythmic pulls. “That’s it,” I praised when I saw she obeyed so well. “Pull your nipples, my female.” I grunted in unrestrained pleasure. “Yeah, just like that. Pinch them, get off for me again.”
She cried out as she pulled on the tips, rocking back and forth against my face, fucking herself against me, trying to find her next release.
I nearly came in my jeans at the sight of her, her head thrown back, long hair falling down her back, lips parted and fangs visible.
I wondered if she’d ever done this before, if my little mate had lay in her bed at night as she touched herself and thought of her faceless mate touching her.
I slid one of my hands along her hip, down her outer thigh, and made my way to where my mouth was currently devouring her. I didn’t want to break the suction, but I forced myself to so I could see the opening of her pussy before gently pushing inside it. Jesus, she was tight, her inner muscles clenching around the digit, pulling at it, sucking it in deeper as if she wanted something more substantial, something only I could give her.
I slowly pumped that digit in and out of her at the same time I sucked on her clit, needing her to come again, needing her honey sliding down my throat. I needed my mate even wetter so she could take me comfortably.
But as I slowly started to insert a second finger, I worried I’d be too big, that I’d hurt her, that I wouldn’t be able to fit inside her.
And then she cried out and ground her pussy against my mouth, sliding up and down on those fingers penetrating her. I felt a gush of fluid cover my hand as she climaxed, and I growled as I lapped it up, drinking it down, needing more.
And as much as I wanted my face buried between her thighs, and feast on her pussy for the rest of the night, to give her orgasm after orgasm until she was spent and weak and drugged, my Lycan was demanding to claim our mate.
And he wouldn’t be denied any longer.
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Ainslee
This was really happening. My pussy over Luca’s face as he brought another orgasm to life inside of me.
My bloodlust surged with each climax, as if it were urging me instinctively to take his neck while he gave me pleasure.
I’d never felt anything as thick and full than I did with Luca’s fingers wedged in my body. If I stretched this much just from two of his big digits, how would I survive what he sported between his thighs? I hadn’t seen him without clothing on, but I’d felt him, and gods he was huge.
I sagged against him as my second orgasm dimmed. I braced my hands on his broad, hard shoulders, using him for support, because I didn’t think I’d be able to keep myself upright without him.
I was panting, my head fuzzy, my body humming with post-pleasure, and my fangs aching. My mouth watered for more of what he had to give me, and that familiar rhythmic clench of my inner muscles told me I still needed something far bigger inside me to ease this burn I felt.
I’d done things in this short time with my mate that I’d only ever fantasized about. My hands on my breasts. My fingers tweaking my nipples. My very first orgasms. The pleasure had been breath-stealing, mind-numbing, and although I felt somewhat satiated, I wanted so much more.
Luca gave my inner thigh a soft kiss, a long, slow lick from his tongue, and the feel of one of his elongated canines gently scraping along my skin had a shiver leaving me. He let out a harsh breath before pulling back and lifting his hand, showing me how drenched it was. I felt my face heat in embarrassment at the fact that my cream was on his fingers and covering his mouth, the juices glistening under the moonlight in an erotic, obscene manner.
And then I felt my eyes widen and my mouth part even more as he held my gaze with his and brought the digits to his mouth, never breaking focus as he sucked them clean. His eyes became hooded, and he growled as he licked every ounce of my orgasm from his fingers.
“I get drunk off your flavor,” he said around his fingers.
Once he cleaned them completely, all I could do was stare down at him. He looked so masculine lying underneath me, his head tipped back slightly, his eyes hooded, his lips parted and swollen from what he’d just done to me.
