Page 19 of Fearsome Dream


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A flush deepens the ruddiness of his peachy-brown cheeks. I think I know what he’s talking about—the sudden, intense fullness that stretched my pussy right as he came.

It was one of the headiest sensations I’ve ever experienced. I grin up at him. “Absolutely.”

His eyes gleam with relief and renewed hunger. “I—you still have the birth control implant the guardians put in, right?”

I break into a laugh. “I’d be having a lot less fun with all of you if I didn’t.”

Zian grins back at me and skims his fingers to the hem of my shirt so he can tug it upward. I raise my arms to let him peel it off, but once he’s flung it aside, he hesitates again and simply gazes down at my partly bared body.

I caress his face, so much love filling my chest that it condenses into the sweetest of aches. “You don’t have to hold back with me. You know that, right? I might be a shrimp, but this body is just as strong as yours.”

A hint of amusement sparks in Zee’s dark gaze. “The strongest of all of us.”

“Well, I don’t know about that. But it could be interesting to see just how well-matched we are.” My grin comes back. “You were always my favorite sparring partner.”

Zian sputters a laugh that has another growl mixed in and bows his head to claim my mouth.

Between kisses, I yank off his shirt too. When I arch up so he can unclasp my bra, he steals the opportunity to bring his mouth to my breasts. We might not have had much chance to practice this particular act yet, but the lap of his eager tongue and the scrape of his teeth have me gasping in an instant.

My fingers clutch at his smooth hair. Zian groans and sucks my other nipple into his mouth.

My hand traces down his chest toward the bulge behind his jeans. I can’t quite reach it, but when I lift my knee to stroke against it, my wolfish lover mumbles a heated curse against my skin.

“I don’t want to wait,” he rasps, groping for the fly of my cargo pants. “We took it so slow before. Now I just need to be inside you.”

At the graze of his fingertips over my dampened panties, a pulse of pleasure radiates from my core. I whimper my agreement.

Zee pulls my pants off, and I wriggle out of my panties. He lowers his head over my cunt with a sound that’s almost a snarl. “But first…”

He swipes his tongue over my slit. Bliss rushes up from my clit, and a cry quavers from my lips.

Zian hums his approval at my response, the vibration only heightening the sensations he’s provoking. He devours my pussy whole, like it’s a meal he’s waited all his life to enjoy, and I can’t do anything but buck against his mouth and swallow the moans that would ring through the entire mansion.

Plenty of urgent noises leak from my lips anyway. I shudder and clutch at Zian, riding out wave after wave of delight.

He lifts his head with a gush of ragged breath and licks his lips. Fanged points glint within his mouth.

His question comes out haltingly. “When we— Will it always be like the first time? With our powers coming out?”

Memories swim up of my more recent interludes with the other guys. “No. It’s just the first time that’s particularly intense.” I pause, and a smile I suspect looks a little wicked crosses my face. “But you can let out the wolf-man as much as you want. I liked it.”

A rumble thrums from Zian’s chest. His expression turns speculative, and then he wraps his arm around me to flip me onto my hands and knees.

My breath gusts out of me. He dapples my back with scorching kisses as he sheds his jeans, and then he delves his hand between my legs.

“You think you can take all of it?” he murmurs.

A giddy shiver passes through my body. Zian is bigeverywhere.

But I wasn’t lying when I said I loved sparring with him during our old training sessions in the facility. Pitting my compact strength against his brawn was always a thrill.

I don’t see why this should be any different.

“Everything you can give me,” I reply.

His choked sound of need spills across my spine with a huff of breath. Then he’s nudging the head of his cock between my thighs.

Fuck, it’s good. I couldn’t be more wet for him, and the stretch of accommodating his girth has me panting for more. Pleasure zings through every nerve.

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