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“Fucking drenched just from sucking me off,” he said as his thumb toyed with the swollen bud of my clit, making my entire body jolt hard at the sensation. “You want my mouth or my cock?” he asked, his gaze sliding up to find mine.

“Both,” I admitted.

A small smirk toyed at his lips as he murmured, “Greedy,” before lowering down and sucking my clit into his mouth.

I swear I saw stars for a second, almost came right then and there.

But then his tongue was working me, both sides moving on either side of my clit, hinting at what I needed, but never quite giving it to me, driving me up slowly, until I swear I felt the aching need in every muscle in my body, in the very blood coursing through my veins.

Only then did his tongue touch me directly, making the orgasm crash through my system, my body arching, my thighs shaking, a ragged moan escaping me as the waves kept coursing through me.

I’d barely recovered from that before he was moving to stand, yanking my legs up to his shoulders, and slamming deep inside me.

“You feel so fucking good,” he hissed as he settled deep, taking a moment to pull himself together as my walls tensed around him, holding on tight.

“Bael,” I whimpered. “Move,” I begged as my hips rocked, trying to get some friction, some end to the torment holding my body prisoner.

Just like that, he was moving.

Fucking me hard and fast as he held my legs to his chest.

As he fucked me, his horns moved out. The fingertips that held me elongated into talons that nipped into my skin.

I should have been disgusted.

But all I could feel was wonder and affection as I watched him lose control as he fucked me.

There was something to be said for the fact that the only reason he was showing his real form was because of me, because of how he felt about me at that moment.

Knowing that only seemed to spur on my desire as his one hand slipped between my thighs to work my clit as he fucked me.

It wasn’t long, then, before I felt myself pushed to that edge.

“Come,” he demanded, voice rough.

I didn’t need the encouragement.

I was already pulled under, riding the waves as he continued to fuck me.

But he didn’t come with me.

As soon as I started to come down from the orgasm, he was grabbing me and positioning me on his lap as he lowered himself off the side of the bed.

It was then that his lips found mine again.

But this time, it was softer, sweeter, deeper.

And, somehow, I knew that this was yet another thing that didn’t exactly come naturally to him, so I felt myself melting into it all the more.

Until, amazingly enough, I could feel the heat reigniting even after two big orgasms.

Bael’s hands reached to remove my shirt, then my bra, and I pulled off his shirt as well because I didn’t want it to get in the way of his wings if they came out again.

“Ride me, baby,” he murmured against the column of my neck, making a shiver course through me.

Wrapping my arms around the back of his neck, I did just that. Slow at first, then gaining momentum as the need started to build once again.

“Fuck,” he hissed one of his hands going to the side of my jaw. “You’re fucking beautiful,” he added, voice rough, but the words shivered through me as I felt myself pushed to that edge, then falling down into the orgasm with his name on my lips.

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