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Pulling the blanket off her body, I froze. She wore one of the lingerie pieces I’d picked to keep in her closet. Had she known it as mine? Even if she hadn’t, I loved the sight of the stark black against her pale skin.
Her scent was so strong, I groaned. It was sharp with arousal too—she’d been turned on before she drank the bottle. I tossed the blanket aside and settled between her legs, pushing them apart and seeing the way she already glistened. “Already wet for me even though you’re out cold,” I said like she could hear me. “A man could get used to that.”
Another time, we would play the way she asked. Her conscious but immobile so she could hear and feel everything and not do shit.
Leaning in, I licked her, savoring the flavor of her. Shifter’stitsI would never get enough of the way she tasted. I gripped her thighs and pushed them further apart. “I’m still going to make you come,” I said. “Because I want to taste that, too.”
Her body still recognized sensations even if she wasn’t awake to process them. And given her hybrid nature, I had no idea if there was any part of her magic that was aware of me. So I consumed her cunt just like I would if she were conscious. Even more. Harder and rougher, fucking her with my tongue and biting her thighs.
Shifting her legs over my shoulders, I knelt so I could stroke my cock while I feasted on her, my entire face wet with her unconscious body’s response to my tongue.
There it is.
I sealed my mouth over Skyla’s clit and sucked, feeling her body clench and move, the orgasm fresh on my tongue. “Fuck,” I groaned the word, stroking myself harder.
Releasing her back down to the bed, I stripped the nightgown off her. I needed it clean so she could be in it when she woke up, and my mate was about to be the furthest thing from clean.
God, her tits were perfect. I pressed them together before gliding my cock through the space between them. “I’m going to fuck these when you’re awake,” I told her. “Make you hold them for me. Or have Comet tie them in place so we can all have a turn.”
Her mouth was too fucking tempting. No way in hell was I going to come for the first time without being inside her one way or another.
I groaned as I pushed my cock between her lips. No fucking resistance. Her throat hugged my dick like it had been cast in a mold made for it. “God, baby, I wish you could see yourself right now.”
The way her lips stretched around the base of my shaft, eyes closed peacefully… the image was so fucking erotic that heat barreled down my spine. I took pictures and tossed the phone aside, slipping a hand beneath her neck and bracing myself on the headboard.
And I fucked her throat.
Harder than I could ever do it while she was conscious.
The magic I’d laced into the potion told me when she needed to breathe. Other than that? I showed her no mercy, plunging deep into her throat in a way that made me go blind with pleasure.
“Next time,” I groaned, making a vow. “You’re going to feel this. Completely helpless and choosing to let me have my way with you while I treat your mouth the way I’m about to treat your cunt.”
Electric pleasure shattered through me. I held Skyla’s head close, my cock as far inside her mouth as possible, balls and stomach pressed to her face. I came, jet after jet of it flowing down into her throat.
Pulling back just enough, the last of it splashed across her tongue. I wanted her to taste me.
Stray drops graced her lips, and I pushed them back in with my thumb. I wasn’t finished with her mouth tonight, but we wouldn’t waste anything.
My power hummed in my chest. She was breathing normally. No problems. I reached for my cock, stroking it back to hardness. After three years of lust, there wasn’t a time when I couldn’t be hard for her. Just the thought of her—the barest hint of her arousal or as little as heat in her eyes—had me so hard I ached half the time.
It was a good fucking thing we would have an eternity with her, because none of us would ever have enough.
But I had time. I stretched and got a drink of water from the bathroom, keeping myself hard the whole time. It was dark outside now, and the idea of so many more hours with her sent all of my blood straight into my dick.
One at a time I spread her legs wide. Hell, even unconscious, if I had rope I’d tie them open. Skyla’s hair fell over her face, and I grinned, taking more pictures of her spread open before I took her.
Hard and fast.
Looking down between us, I watched the way my cock plunged into her wetness. What remained of her first orgasm covered me, making a mess.
More.
Next time I needed toys. I needed one of those industrial vibrators that I could hold against her clit and force her into orgasm after orgasm. All while she couldn’t move. I nearly came at the thought, holding back just long enough to make her body come.
Her orgasm gushed onto me, and I pulled out of her, unleashing my own across her breasts and stomach. I painted her with me, milking my cock until it was dry.
The woman in front of me was the picture of wanton sexuality. Covered in herself and her lover’s cum. I snapped another picture.
