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I pant loudly.
So close.
He’s pumping me with three fingers, massaging my channel, and the ball of heat in my belly finally drops and explodes in an array of stars before my eyes as I orgasm so hard, I scream at the moon.
He’s not done.
He’s still licking. If anything, he’s licking faster. His face is almost feral now, as if he wants to devour my taste.
Oh lycan goddess, thank you for sending this male my way. I shall visit the shrine and pray for the rest of my life.
“Your tongue is perfect,” I tell him. “Oh yes, perfect.” I’m spent, yet want more. Seith isn’t rubbing my clit now, just pumping his fingers inside me. Inside, I feel my liquid gushing, but his fingers plug the exit. His biceps start flexing, and I realize he’s jerking off with his other hand. Oh my goddess.
“I’ve never seen anything more arousing than you. In this moment, you’re so handsome, it hurts,” I tell him.
“Fuck, Marybell.” He removes his fingers, and my liquid leaks out. “The things you say to me.” He bends and rubs his entire face against my entrance. When he sits back on his heels again, his face glistens. Then he grabs my hips and pulls. I slide off the chair and onto his lap while he kneels.
Seith hugs me tightly, burying his face in the crook of my neck. When he inhales, his chest rumbles.
“Did you have a nice nap?” he asks.
I chuckle. “It’s not a nap when people sleep in the middle of the night.”
“It is when a breeder sleeps during a full moon. Do you know why?” His hand travels from the small of my back to my small back hole.
I tense. “No.”
“Because the breeder will be up for a long, long time. Do you think you can keep up?”
“Probably not.”
He chuckles. “I’ll lick you so much and so often, you’ll think my tongue is a magical windmill.”
“I love that analogy.”
He pulls back and looks at me, eyes silver bright. I think his magic might ride him all through the heat. In the fae court, I heard that in heat, magic enhances the mating scent, so I can smell his need. It excites me.
“You changed me life,” he says. “Tonight, as I ran with the pack, I came to terms with the fact that I have a mate and I could be a father some span. Even as soon as the next turn. It means the world to me that I get to spend a lifetime with a family of my own, and I have so much to look forward to. I haven’t felt this good since me ol’ male died.”
I form an O with my lips. “Since then, huh?” I’ll ask more about his father another time. Seith mentioned it as if the passing was insignificant, but it sounds pretty terrible to feel great when a parent dies. Then again, who am I to talk? It’s not like I mourned my mother as I would’ve if she’d been kinder to me.
“I’m happy to be of service,” I say, attempting to lighten our conversation.
He snorts. “You are, aren’t you?”
I nod. “I really am. I like taking care of people, and I’m happy to take care of you. Not that you need it.”
“I do need it. A gentle touch from you goes a long way.”
I lean in and kiss him on the mouth. “I’m happily yours, lycan. Even if you are a jerk.”
Seith lays a spank on my bare bottom. “Fuck, Marybell, you say all the right things.”
“Thank you.” I bite his bottom lip, then swipe my tongue over it and taste myself. He spanks me again. When I suck and nibble on his bottom lip, he lays several more slaps on my bottom. Most of them sting, and I let go of his lip and his neck so he can flip me over and arrange my body to his liking.
Seith spanks me hard.
He also works my clit hard.
