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His erection punched at his kilt, which reminded him that he’d only partially undressed.
She turned to him, her eyes dilated, her scent perfuming the air. “The mount has leather straps at the top. I could really hold on, keep my balance. Samuel, I want to do this. Are you game?” He shoved the door shut with his foot and while kissing her again, and almost tripping over her as he moved her in the direction of the mount, he sent, More than game. We’ll both be able to let our wings fly.
I know, I know. Now lose the rest of your clothes, warrior.
He drew back from her and laughed.
He waved a hand and got rid of his kilt, briefs, battle sandals and shin guards. He meant to kiss her again, but she planted her hands on his pecs, fondling him with just her thumbs. “Hey, you were magnificent in the darkening. I mean it.
The way you fought, your speed, that you could fold like that and levitate and all the while your mist flowed around you in the most elegant streamers.
I was mesmerized. ” Her words heated his mind and electrified his body, making his muscles pop in some kind of remembered action of the battle itself. “I kept thinking about you, Vela, about finishing the fight so that I could get back to you. I wanted you safe. ” Her hands slid down his chest and around his back. “I am safe, so thank you for that, for getting us through. ” He smiled. “I wasn’t the only one there. ”
“I know. But you’re here and I’m thanking you. ” He kissed her, more intensely this time, because he knew she admired him, thought well of him, and had approved his part in Duncan’s rescue. As he slid his tongue into her mouth, she suckled, which forced a groan from his throat.
Her hands moved slowly from wing- lock to wing-lock, her fingers kneading the length of each lock then teasing the apertures. He wept for her so that as she moved, the lubricant that allowed for wing-release spread over his back.
By now, he arched over her, pushing his cock against her, savoring that her hips pushed back. Let’s try out that mount, he sent.
But as he released her, she said, “I want you to lie down first, on your stomach. I need to suck down some of those juices. ” Okay, he almost came because her choice of words were as erotic as what she wanted to do to him. He didn’t argue with her either but stretched himself out on the mount.
“Spread your legs a little more. ” He smiled and a thrill shot down his testicles. Her hands were on him first, but not touching his wing-locks. Instead, she fondled him low. “You have a beautiful ass,” she said. Then she was stroking his buttocks, kissing and licking. When she dipped low and licked and plucked at his perineum then his balls, he emitted a sound that fell somewhere between an anguished groan and a grunt.
“You’d better stop,” he called out.
“Or I won’t last. ” She chuckled. “Well, we can’t have that. ” He felt her move in close to him from behind, lean over and that’s when more of the magic happened as she got busy with his wing-locks. She started at the upper right and he closed his eyes and savored.
She sucked at the tip, moaning, her hips pumping into him in the nicest way.
He decided then and there that he needed to add onto his house. He had to have a room like this, one where he could be with Vela as often as he liked, maybe everyday for a good long stretch.
As she sucked on his wing-locks, the thought of having her with him always worked on his mind and on his heart. What was happening to him? What was the breh-hedden doing to him?
He seemed to be falling for her, straight off a cliff, tumbling over and over.
But that made no sense in his solitary life, the one he lived, a wolf’s life, functioning with his Militia Warrior pack, but moving at the edges of society, never fully engaged.
Whatever this was, he’d reached a point where he wanted to be inside her, to bury himself, to feel that connection to her.
I need you, he sent. He lifted up and she drew back at the same time. He turned toward her and kissed her again, his erection pressing against her, his hips angling, seeking.
Let me get prone, Samuel. God, I need you inside me, too. Now. My wing- locks are screaming because they know I’m going to release.
Mine, too.
He let her go and she whirled to lie face down. “Oh, this is heaven because your scent is all over the leather. ” She took a deep breath and groaned.
“Incredible. ” She took hold of the straps.
He split the mass of her blond hair, pushing it away from her back to hang down on either side of her. He loved the sight of her beautiful back, glistening from her wing-locks doing what they do, swelling, moistening, getting ready to mount. Even looking at the swollen ridges worked his cock.
She spread her legs and he had to have a good look at her beautiful bareness, her swollen lips and folds, that she also glistened below.
He dropped to his knees
, needing to have a taste and the moment his tongue connected she cried out. He gripped her hips, wanting her to come just once before he pierced her.
He drove his tongue hard, her sweet floral flavor another tantalizing sensation that kept him hard and ready. Come for me, Vela, just once before we mount.
