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And because she’s always been reckless, she pushes the collar of her shirt out of the way to expose her mating gland.
“Can you kiss me here?” she whispers, and he bucks his hips against her. The head of his clothed cock rubs against the soaked fabric of her crotch, and she bites her lip to stop a moan.
“Of course, baby,” he breathes, his voice labored. “Whatever you want.”
The pet name sends another pulse of pleasure through her, and she shifts her hips slightly against him.
In the past, she’s had lovers lick her mating gland, even suck on it. It always felt pleasant, but nothing compares to when Abel’s mouth descends upon it.
She realizes too late what he could do. It would take one snap of his teeth and she would be his, her soul belonging to him forever.
But he only licks, treating the delicate patch of skin as if it’s her clit, flicking it back and forth in little circles.
“Fuck—fuck—” she chokes out.
He chuckles against her. “That filthy mouth,” he murmurs against the raised patch of skin, “is going to get you in trouble one day.”
“I’m pretty sure it already has—oh!”
She stutters and shakes as warmth gathers in her lower stomach, traveling through her legs and focusing on her clit. He scrapes her skin with his teeth, teasing the line between pleasure and pain, and her orgasm hits her.
It’s likenothingshe’s ever felt.
Her hand claws into his hair, pulling his face close against her skin as she cries out, thrusting her cunt against his lap, shamelessly using the hardness of his cock to stimulate herself. He growls into her skin in response, gripping her waist tight and rocking his hips up to meet hers.
Her vision whites out as she takes her pleasure from him, allowing the buildup of her stress and loneliness to channel into a glorious release.
“That’s it,” he hisses against her ear as she gasps. “Good girl, just like that.”
When she finally comes down from the high, their laps are soaked with her wetness, and reality slowly sets back in. He lets go of her and she scrambles off him, jumping to her feet and backing up from him in terror.
His hair is mussed, and his lips are pink and swollen from where he was sucking on her gland. He doesn’t seem surprised by his reaction.
“I…I…” he cocks an eyebrow as she stutters. “We—I can’t—”
“If it’ll make you feel better, I’ll let you believe it didn’t mean anything,” he counters, as if reading her mind. “You could even say I took advantage of you.”
No, that doesn’t feel right, either. Her heart thumps wildly in her chest as she stares at him, still sitting on the ground, looking as composed as ever except for the hair.
He made her orgasm and all he did was lick her mating gland and hold her.
Too ashamed to stay, she races into her bedroom and slams the door, locking it for good measure.
She’s sure he could break it down if he wanted to, though.
She slips off her ruined pajama pants, then digs around her closet for a clean pair of sweatpants. Her skin still tingles from where he touched her, and her gland is so sensitive it’s painful.
She needs to shower and rid herself of hisscent, but she’s too embarrassed to open the door again.
But there’s always a risk if she doesn’t clean herself up. Abel’s potent scent is everywhere. If she doesn’t wash his essence away, it could trigger her Heat.
She grits her teeth and silently curses the failed school system that didn’t bother to prepare her for any of this.
Fucking Lincoln City and their stupid, twisted priorities.
She wipes herself the best she can with a towel, scrubbing away the wetness between her legs and roughly wiping at her shoulders and neck. She flinches in pain every time she rubs her gland, and she’s seconds away from another panic attack.
What did I do? How could I do this?
