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Life bloomed even in adversity. Or maybe even armor couldn’t keep the hope from trying to take root. I made it back to his shoulder, then began to kiss my way down his side. I had to lift his arm to trace my fingers over the Samurai inked there.
It took me time to find it, even as he shifted to let me gaze at it. The Vandals tattoo was right there, tucked behind a shoulder blade on the Samurai. His bowed head looked like he was contemplating his state or maybe preparing for war. Armed with a pair of swords still in their sheaths, he might not be seeking the fight, but he was ready for it.
When I got to the denim, I glanced up to find his gaze riveted on me. “If you want those off, you have to promise to sit on my face.”
Laughter bubbled up through me at that sexy offer. “You make it sound like that would be a chore.”
“Might interrupt your looking…”
Possibly. “Then I’ll just have to spend more time sitting on you naked until I’ve seen it all.”
His eyes darkened as my fingers brushed over the button on his jeans.
“Why Alphen?” The lettering over his abdomen was so distinctive.
“Another word for Alfeim,” he said, and when I shook my head, his smile grew. “It’s the Norse realm for the elves. A land of light…”
“A promise.” It clicked into place. The dragon, the armor, the samurai… “Access to the land of light.” I was only teasing a little as I scooted back to undo the button on his jeans, then tugged down the zipper.
His cock was better than I remembered it as it strained toward me. The scarring on his side went down to his abdomen, and the skin at the base of his cock showed similar striations. I stroked it from base to tip. While one side still sported crispy hairs, the other was almost curiously naked. Maybe the hair hadn’t come back.
Flashes of the pain he’d described scattered through me. Not thinking about it too much, I bent to press a kiss to the too-smooth flesh. His sudden inhale made me flick my gaze upward to where his eyes seemed locked on me. Mouthing little kisses, I traced every part of the area that had been wounded.
At the base of his cock, I tested the differences in skin texture. The scar ended just before the softer, velvety skin of his dick began. However—
“Don’t think about it,” he ordered, and I stared up to where he’d pushed himself up on his elbows. “And I told you if you wanted them off, you needed to sit that sweet cunt of yours right on my face.”
Heat fisted in my chest then spread rapidly into my system. “What if I want to finish exploring first?”
“I’d remind you that you should have said that before you unzipped my jeans.” The hint of a growl underscoring those words went straight to my cunt. The temptation to straddle him and sink right down was there.
The need to be disobedient swelled inside of me, kind of like how I wanted his cock. I shifted my stance to move a little to the side, then lapped at the tip of his dick. Droplets of pre-cum were right there, and I rolled my tongue over the head of his cock like it was my own personal treat.
His eyes narrowed, and his expression went stern, but his eyes—they darkened as his pupils seemed to dilate. I teased him with a little shake of my ass. “Little Bit—”
Whatever else he intended to say choked off as I swallowed his cock all the way down my throat. Pleasure suffused me at his groan. Then his hand came down on my ass, not a slap so much as a stroke of his fingers over one cheek.
“You’re being a brat,” he said, gritting his teeth, and I tilted my head so he could watch me swallow his cock down.
The lift of his hips as he pushed into my throat added another wave of smugness to me. His control unraveled with me. He wasn’t pushing me away or trying to keep me from doing what I wanted.
“Right,” he grunted, and I laughed when he lifted me up and then settled my knees on either side of his face. “Hello, sweet pussy, what a bad girl you belong to…” I could hardly comment when he licked me from entrance to clit and then sucked my clit against his teeth like it was his mission in life.
The tension ramped up so swiftly that I tried to pull back. But he kept his hands on my hips, holding them still as I lifted my head while he thrust upward at the same time. The pressure to swallow pulled him into my throat, and he scraped his teeth over my clit.
Pain and pleasure sparked in one continuous loop, increasing as he used his tongue and teeth. I moaned around his dick, trying to return the favor and then dragged my mouth off to scream ‘cause the orgasm split me open.
He sucked and licked, lapping up all the moisture escaping me. It was embarrassing how much I writhed, riding his tongue at his urging. Then he went back to my clit, and the stimulation drove me right over again.
Submerged in the bliss, I didn’t even try to fight the drowning pleasure as I stroked his cock. It was all I could do to keep myself up as I rode his mouth. The slap of his hand against my hip surfaced me.
“Up,” he ordered, and I lifted my leg. Moving with more speed than I expected, he eased out from beneath me and then his jeans were gone, and I was left staring at his leg.
Pretty sure I gaped at the gorgeous lion on his thigh. A compass was visible against the line of his ass. And there on his thigh, I tilted my head. It was hard enough to focus through the sensual haze, but was that…
“Little Bit.” The command drew my attention back up to Mickey. “Sweet, precious Little Bit.” He settled on the bed then patted his thigh. “Come ride me, sweetheart. I want to feel that sweet pussy of yours wrapping around me. You still spasming? Can you feel me licking you up?”
The trace of his tongue over his lips sent another bolt of heat through me. I scrambled right into his lap and straddled him as he fisted his cock.
