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I smile against her fingers. “Did you guess what I meant? That I want to kiss you down there like I kiss your mouth?”
“Do you really want to do that?”
My knot swells in response to her question. “You have no idea how much.”
“I’d like to know what that feels like,” she confesses in a whisper. Her flowery scent erupts around us. My sweet girl is slicking herself just thinking about it.
“I could show you right now if you want to.”
Isavelle breathes in sharply. “Are—are you sure? I’m such a mess.”
“Messy from wanting me and making yourself come? That’s just the kind of mess I crave.”
Isavelle hesitates, then begins to tug my shirt that she’s wearing up around her hips.
Oh, dragons’ blood, she really wants me to lick her sex. “Do you want to stay down here on the floor, or would you like to get up on the bed?”
“I like it here in the dark,” she whispers.
I wrap an arm around her and turn our bodies so she’s laying back on the rug, the blanket still over us. I can just make out the curve of her cheek. Her breasts in my shirt. The tails of the shirt trailing between her legs. I kiss her lips, and then every button on the shirt as I move down her body.
When I reach her sex, the scent of her slick is irresistible. I can smell hours and hours of her frustration overlaid with fresh excitement. I draw back the shirt and I can see her pussy glistening wetly in the dark.
“You’ll have to tell me what feels good. I don’t know what I’m doing, remember?”
“Everything you do feels amazing,” she gasps as I kiss the apex of her sex and push my tongue between her folds. “Oh,fuck, Zabriel.”
Her thighs fall open and her fingers push into my hair.
Everything about this is so vivid. Her slippery swollen flesh against my lips. The way she cries out with every stroke of my tongue. The scent of her. The taste of her. I’m so glad I waited for my Omega.
“You feel like you know what you’re doing,” she breathes.
My tongue curls around her clit, and then I flick it with my tongue.
Isavelle moans my name. “Zabriel. Oh, my stars.Alpha.”
She seemed to like that, so I do it again.
“Can I push my tongue inside you?” I murmur.
“Please, Alpha, please,” she begs.
I grasp her thighs and press them upward, and then swipe across her sex. Spreading her open with my fingers, I push my tongue as deep as it can go, and Isavelle cries out. Her inner muscles ripple against me, and I nearly pass out at the thought of sliding into this tight, pink velvet with my cock. This girl was made for me. She’s all mine.
I lick her all the way from the tight ring of her ass to her clit. “Omega, you’re so fucking delicious,” I seethe.
I stroke her clit steadily with my tongue and she cries out louder and louder. When her body tenses with her climax I go on licking and she bucks against me.
With a growl, I turn my head and sink my teeth into her soft thigh. Not hard enough to cause pain, but just enough to leave her with some indentations. I let go and run my tongue over the bite. I’m marking my Omega. She’s mine. She’s giving herself to me a little piece at a time, and I’m eating up every bite.
I move up her body and whisper against her lips in the dark, “When I’m in a rut, you have my permission to touch me and kiss me wherever you want. Just letting me hold you will be enough. I will probably ask you for more. I will probably pull all my clothes off and squeeze my knot and stroke my cock. I would love for you to touch me, but you don’t need to do anything. You can talk to me through a door if you prefer. Or you don’t need to be anywhere near me if you don’t want to be.”
“And if I stay and I want more than what we did just now?”
More is me fucking her with my fingers or with my cock. I groan and press my face into her throat. “Go that far the first time while I’m in a rut? Fuck, I would die from happiness.”
“Would you be dangerous?”
