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"Surprised," I admitted, blinking up at him.
His open mouth was beautiful and startling and thrilling, but I missed his gaze. I pushed up again and he retreated once more, tucking his head until we were staring at one another. I rose up on my knees and scooted toward him, his eyes blinking slowly.
"Do it again," I said.
He didn't hesitate, tongue flicking out and down, sliding between my parted thighs, dipping and twisting and pressing to my openings. I sighed and stared up the long, broad bridge of Hywel's snout to the wide-set gemstone gaze studying me. When one fork of his tongue slid into my core, tongue curling to rub more of its length against my clit, I let out a bright cry. My hands flew forward, clutching at the horns sprouting from hard scales to steady myself.
Hywel purred, and the reverberation numbed my gripping fists. He bucked forward, jaw scooping down and catching my knees on his bottom lip, and I yelped as he lifted me up, stretched and spread and balanced at the end of his mouth.
I laughed and then moaned as his forked tongue fucked my channel, dipping and rubbing and licking me from the inside out, while the other half burrowed against my clenching ass, wetting and slicking the nervous muscle.
Let me in,blodyn bach. Give me my feast, and I will give you yours.
"It's not fair—" I gasped, relaxing and immediately invaded by a squirming tongue. "Not fair that you can talk with your mouth full."
Hywel laughed again, and tears pricked my eyes. His laughter was something like honor. My teasing words were from a woman I'd assumed was buried years ago. I worked myself onto his tongue and let my head fall back, ignoring the heavy sway as he reared his head higher, tipping it up, supping on my body. If his jaw opened suddenly, I would slide in, swallowed whole. My legs trembled and my hands grew slick with sweat as I ground down into his tongue.
Breathe, pretty morsel, Hywel purred.
I breathed and then released a long, keening note, shuddering through my distant terror, my immediate and desperate need for more. His tongue started to plunge, extended length still rubbing against my clit, and I scrambled at the top of his nose. The trembling, rising, terrifying pleasure made me unsteady and weak. His head jerked, tossing backwards. I slipped, shouted, and fell against his scales, kissing and stroking over his broad head, quaking in the long wave of my orgasm as Hywel growled. I was pinned on his tongue, my legs flailing with the electrifying storm rushing through me, and I shook bodily with his laughter, stunned and drowned innéktar.
You are right—it would be a waste to eat you only once.
I laughed too, limp and barely clutching to his scales, one leg inside of his mouth, sharp teeth digging gently into the back of my thigh.
Hold tight, he warned, and I managed to grab onto his horned snout as he slowly leaned forward once more, dipped his head down, and settled my head and shoulders back into the makeshift bed he'd offered me.
"Wait," I murmured before he could pull away.
He huffed as I stroked his scales, kissing every inch of him I could reach, rubbing my bare breasts against his upper lip, petting around the edge of his jaw. He helped himself to more licks, slow, studying ones, soothing my still quaking muscles. His eyes were sealed with the milky film layer, and his lids were beating shut, opening slowly and then falling closed again.
"You're going back to sleep?" I asked, frowning slightly, crawling up to drape myself over his snout, ignoring the dig of his horns.
He sighed, hot breath tickling my toes, tongue following and flicking briefly.Not for long, he answered, but I suspected his version of long might've been different than mine.Take care of him.
I blushed at the words, knowing Hywel meant the gryphon, wondering if Laszlo would be able to let me try or if I would even know how.
"Sweet dreams, my lord," I whispered, stretching up to kiss the single white scale between his eyes.
Hywel purred, and I sighed as the sound dug softly through me, coaxing out aftershocks of pleasure. We settled together, my naked body draped shamelessly over his sturdy face. I traced a thread of white with my fingertip, shivered at a breeze sliding through the open cavern, and let the soak ofnéktarand heady release return me to drowsy darkness.
CHAPTER12
THE PATIENT LOVER
Feathers brushed over my ass, talons combed through my hair, and I woke with a sharp breath, tea and sweetness in my lungs.
"Forgive my touch," Laszlo rasped. "The pair of you are…exceptionally beautiful."
My eyes opened to find the gryphon already stepping back, although he didn't look away from where I was spread over Hywel's sleeping head like the poorest excuse for a blanket. I pressed my legs together, eyelids fluttering at the tender throb of where I'd been thoroughly licked, and Laszlo dove down, drawing my nightgown up from where I'd dropped it near Hywel's feet.
"If you're not careful, he'll tuck this into the whole bundle and you'll never get it back again," Laszlo said, lips quirking.
"I should've asked you, or—or…"
His eyes widened behind the guard of those glimmering spectacles I wanted to rip away. "Nonsense. Hywell is the territorial one, not me. And if I had wanted you to stay away from him, I would've said so."
His eyes lowered to my breasts, fixed there for a moment, and then skidded away. He drew my nightgown up like a shield. "I knew he would be good for you," he added.
