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“But the difference is I took no pleasure in making you wait,” I grunted, staring down at her with an expression I hoped conveyed menacing, masculine desire. Based on her grin, I surmised that my expression had shown her precisely the opposite and instead was that of a pitiful, panting fool.
Only a fool for her.
“Fair enough,” she said, drawing the agonizingly smooth pads of her fingers up and down my length. She stopped to trace a particularly swollen vein on the underside which made my tail snap with sensation against the ground. “But I don’t think you can tell me you’re not taking at least a little pleasure in this right now.”
I couldn’t deny that I loved her touch. Even though the cool fire of her slow fingers and the silken drag of her mouth were driving me slowly (or perhaps not so slowly) out of my cursed mind, I loved it. Loved that she was touching me. I loved the look of giddy fascination on her face as she found a new, more sensitive place to torture me. And some strange, unexpected part of me loved giving up the control, just for these few snatched moments.
But even so, I made a husky sound of warning, deep in my throat. I couldn’t have my mate thinking that I’d allow her to tie me up every night. My claws dug into my palms with the need to touch her. Her skin was so smooth andso close. Her breasts moved with her movements, their peaks growing taut when they brushed the grass. At one point, her breasts pressed against my inner thigh, and I dug my claws into my palms even harder, until I bled, simply so I wouldn’t come on the idiotic spot.
“OK, I think you’ve waited long enough,” she finally panted, her cheeks flushed red. “And I can’t wait anymore, either.”
Oh, thank the piercing peaks.
I watched her with violent adoration as she straightened up on her knees. She pressed closer, sliding her gorgeous legs over top of mine until she was straddling me. My chest hitched as her soft hands landed on my shoulders.
These straps are lucky I have something to prove, I thought darkly,otherwise they’d have been obliterated by now.It took everything I had not to snap them and grip my shaft, guiding it to her secret, slick place that hovered so tantalizingly close.
I wanted to grasp her hips, hold her still, and hammer into her so hard that she forgot the way her insides felt without me.
Zuh-Tephanie leaned forward, pressing her forehead to my shoulder as she adjusted her hips.Skies help me.Her slick entrance rocked over my tip, spreading wetness.
“I’m so wet already,” she murmured.
Oh, my mate was playing a dangerous game with words like that. The kind of game that would end with me, once again, spilling seed all over her in a humiliating rush.
But, fool that I apparently was, I couldn’t get enough.
“So wet forme. For your Gahn’s cock,” I said gruffly.
Her moan was a damp thrill of breath against my chest. I realized one of her hands was strumming her nub of sensitive flesh, pleasuring herself as she eased down a little further onto me. Her heated channel felt silken and swollen as it stretched for me, and I couldn’t stop myself from urging up into her.
“So impatient,” she murmured before licking my neck.
“I have been more than patient,” I growled. “I have not been with a woman since taking the title of Gahn.”
She paused.
“I didn’t know that. That you’ve been celibate.”
“Once I became Gahn, I did not want dalliances with just any woman,” I told her. “I only wanted the one who’d warm my bed as my Gahnala. And then, even after I met my mate, she denied me mercilessly for far too long.”
She shook with laughter, the trilling sound cutting off abruptly when she shunted further down onto my length.
“Merciless... You are so dramatic.”
With a soft grunt, she let her weight drop. We both gasped as she took me all the way.
“How about now?” she murmured against my neck. “Still merciless?”
“I don’t know how to answer that,” I huffed, the straps vibrating with tension against my arms. Her cunt was the sweetest mercy I could possibly imagine. But it belonged to a wicked woman who currently seemed fixated on making me beg.
“Are you going to move?” I said, on the verge of pleading with her already. “I am sorry for last night. I am sorry I put you through this.”
“Hold on,” my mate moaned. Her insides swelled around me, squeezing my desperate shaft. Her hand moved faster between us, her breathing changing as she leaned against my chest.
She’s going to climax, I realized, rather slowly and stupidly.She’s going to come like this, perfectly still, without me doing a cursed thing.
It was both an irritating and tantalizing thought.
