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He kisses across my throat and down my chest. He finds his way to my breasts and lavishes his attention on them until I’m moaning. My nipples burst with sensation when he suckles at them and licks them. I don’t want him to stop and yet I want that same tongue on my clit soon.
He moves on after leaving both nipples tight and damp from his teasing attention. Scooting his body down, he settles himself between my legs. For all his pirate bravado, he does not hesitate for one moment of drama. He simply dives in between my legs and throws them open.
His hands slide right over my slick thighs as he wrenches them apart and sets to work on my clit.
At first, he’s slow, digging into my hips when I try to grind against his mouth. He’s taking his time with me.
He pets me gently while he drags his tongue in teasing circles. Those caressing fingers on the most sensitive part of my thighs set my skin ablaze. I twitch when it feels like a tickle, and he laughs at me. The soft chuckle vibrates against my clit, making me whimper with need.
“Please stop teasing, Niko,” I say desperately. “I need more.”
He does as I ask, increasing the intensity. The circling motions get faster. Instead of more gentle stroking at my thighs, he grips me and presses me down. My legs are thrown open wider until my pussy is fully on display for him. He licks with vigor and then makes his mouth asucking vacuum. I scream at the pressure, both delicious and nearly too much.
“I have never seen such a pretty pearl,” is all he says as he takes a breather. His thumb brushes over my clit with the barest pressure, and I squeak in reaction. “Pink and swollen little pearl . . . What do you think will happen if I soak it with my tongue’s juice?”
I blink. His aphrodisiac already makes me tingle when it sinks into my skin. Does he mean to make that sensation more intense?
He bends to suckle me there again, and I feel the familiar warmth of its effects. It’s like a topical sizzle of sensuality.
But then he doesn’t stop, slurping at my clit until he can gather the powerful liquid. He makes a v-shape with his fingers and frames his lips where they work on my “pearl,” as he calls it. He lifts his head for a moment with lips sealed and swirls the liquid inside. And though he’s taking his sweet time on this sexual experiment, I’m still not fully ready when he spits on my clit.
The saliva pools over my most sensitive place in the crook of his fingers. My clit starts to tingle, but then something new happens. Instead of the feeling passing as the lick fades away on my skin, the tingle starts to build. The sensation multiplies. A moan tears through me as the pleasure increases. My body tries to jerk, but Niko quickly steadies me.
“Don’t move. I want to see how long this can last.”
I writhe under him as he watches, crying out as the tingling grows. The increasing pressure inside me needs an escape, but it never brings me up to an orgasmic peak. It builds and builds me up until I’m ready to scream at him to stop playing with me and start fucking already.
“You need my cock, don’t you?” He strokes himself, never taking his eyes off me, never removing the dam that keeps the saliva pooled within my clitoral hood.
I nod my head desperately.
“You want me to make you come?”
Another shivering nod.
“Who’s giving you this pleasure, Raina? Who’s going to take care of your needy cunt?”
I whimper, ready to beg him. It feels like a vibrator trapped on the low setting, and my hips want to hump, to steal more friction.
“Tell me whose cock you need,” he purrs, lazily pumping his cock in his free hand. His tip is so close to my heat. I want it so badly now.
“Niko,” I cry. “I need your cock. Stop playing with me. I need my . . . m-my—”
“Yes?”
“I need mymate,” I snap. “I need you to fuck your mate’s pussy. I’ve been good for you, haven’t I? I’ve behaved.”
He grins, the laughing, arrogant Niko I know showing his true colors through the black-eyed mating fog. His thumb skates across my clitoris, eliciting a scream from my mouth and a jerk from my hips. He plunges that cock inside me as the juices drip over my opening.
“Very behaved,” he whispers, filling me with one stroke.
I break apart just like that, coming hard with another cry. He starts thrusting me in earnest as I’m cresting the hill of my climax. My body goes limp with my release. He keeps fucking me hard, supporting me like a ragdoll. He picks me up, clutching my neck to steal a kiss. I can only open my mouth and let his tongue plumb my depths as I moan into him.
Time blurs. My body bends to his every will. I don’t resist for one single moment, letting him use me, claim me, mark me.
It feels right.
There are no more words, no more playful back-and-forth. This part is raw desire. There are only grunts and groans, screaming and scratching. He bends me in half like no more than a Barbie with my ankles up to my ears. He flips me and fucks me from behind. He lifts my ass and spreads me open, pumping into me while I muffle my cries in a silk pillow. Sweat slides between us. Bruises abound as he tosses me, pins me, and grips me with alien strength. But I will never remind him to be gentle with me. I want that ravenous force. He pulls a second orgasm from me and then another until I’m spent and stretched, my throat hoarse from moaning.
