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Thea moans again, her hands reaching downward. They tangle into my hair, holding on with a firm grip. “Ren?”
Let me give you this, my light.I lick her from bottom to top, planting a wet kiss over her clit. She moans fully now, her eyes fluttering open.I want to please you every morning and every night, forever.I rub a circle over her clit with my thumb while dipping my tongue into her wetness. My mate’s grasp turns into a rough fisting of my hair as she directs my mouth to her clit.
I give her everything she wants, listening for her quiet cues. Her moans are quieter if she has control, but a loss of control is what I’m searching for. When she’s on the edge of nirvana, she thrashes and chants my name like a mantra.
Thatis what I’m hoping to accomplish.
Thea rises from the bed as if she’s floating on air, tugging her legs away from my hold. “I want something else,” she says, her tone desperate.
This causes me to pause, giving her long enough to wrench away from me. Somethingelse?
Before I have time to wrap my brain into a tightrope with speculation, she flips us around, pushing me to lie flat.
I give her this, falling on my back as she climbs atop me. My cock jerks, anticipating something new despite my fresh fear of being unable to taste her from this angle.
Thea’s sleepy eyes lift, a smile growing on her flushed face. “You want to taste me?”
I realize her goal with changing our positions was so she could fist my cock instead of my hair. For some reason, touching me brings her almost as much pleasure as me eating her cunt. I cannot complain.
Her hands have found their way beneath my waistband and now slide over my length, springing it from its confinement. She shoves my pants until they’re hanging from my hips, my cock exposed.
“You can still taste me, sweet Ren,” she adds. The turns, facing away from me. Instead of climbing down to mount me, she scoots herself backward, pushing her slitted skirt further askew so that her ass is bare to me.
Holy mother of all.She leans down to stroke my cock, and doing so leaves her ass spreading in my face. Her pink, fleshy cunt blossoms like a flower, fragrant on my chin.
Once she has my cock in her hand, she bends her knees and lifts herself onto my face.
Perfection.
I wrap my arms around her thighs as she rocks her hips, slipping over my tongue. Her hand is busy on my cock, but with the view in front of me, I can hardly focus on the sensation. Thea lets out a deep and throaty moan, picking up her pace as she rolls her hips, sashaying from side to side, forward and back.
With one hand, I grasp the knot of her wrapped dress and tug it free. Clouds of white billow around my head as the fabrics spring free, leaving my mate’s velvety skin bare for my hands to explore.
I reach as high as I can manage, grabbing her nipples and rolling them between my fingers until they transform into hard pebbles. Thea grows wetter, sliding over my face with such force I fear she’ll slip off.
Her hand tightens on my cock, pumping faster. My resulting moan travels through her body and over her spine, forcing an unexpected orgasm to explode outward from my mate. She screams, dropping my cock and gripping the bed at my hips. Her ass rocks violently, quaking around my face as she rides her release.
I’m focused on beating my pleasure down with a metaphorical wooden mallet. I will not come yet, not until I’m buried deep inside the warmth of my mate as she begs me to fill her with my seed. Coming in her hand would be much less exciting, and the memory of this moment needs to keep me going all day. Or at least until I can take her again. Perhaps at lunch, when she retreats from the crowd to nibble on leaves.
Thea heaves as she slides away from me, her limbs moving like gel. Before she hits the bed, I grab her, cradling her from behind and I bury my cock inside her slickness. My arms wrap around her chest, one above her breasts and one below. She dips her head, pressing kisses on my wrist, the back of my hand, my fingers.
My first thrust is slow, giving her time to recover from her first release. I place my lips on her neck, tasting the delicate skin there. “Good morning,” I whisper.
Thea responds by pulling her legs wider and leaning slightly forward, allowing me to press deeper inside. My nails scrape over her spine, and she groans. My mate loves being groomed in this way. A basket full of kisses rewards any scratched skin.
I thrust deeper, scraping her skin with my nails until her head falls back against my neck.
“More,” she begs.
I hug her closer, driving into her with as much force as I can safely give. I bury my face into her neck, allowing my fangs to coast over her pulse. Her moans reverberate down my throat, burning through me.
Her cunt squeezes, holding me as a prisoner to my looming orgasm. I bite the dip between her neck and shoulder, not hard enough to cause pain or to draw blood, but firmly enough that I’m locked onto her.
Thea’s breath hitches. “Oh, Ren.”
Her winded words are enough to end my suffering. I growl, releasing her neck and gripping her hips as I ram into her. Hot spurts of seed lunge from my cock, filling her until I’m sure she’s overflowing.
My thrusts slow.
