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Soon, I was writhing beneath him, trying to lift my pussy to his mouth as he drew away from my needy bud, again and again as he taunted me with pleasure that was just out of reach.

I shivered.

I moaned.

I begged, but still he didn’t relent. Instead, he kept teasing me, suckling me in and laving my clit with the tip of his tongue. He drove me right to the edge, then he would maddeningly pull away, leaving me on the precipice of orgasm. He did that over and over again until the pain of denial was cutting deep into my core, like a fiery whiplash that left me aching and longing for so much more.

“Please, sir,” I tried.

“That’s what I want to hear, my beautiful girl,” he murmured, the breathy air of his words teasing my soaked flesh.

When his mouth finally locked onto my clit with a telling firmness, I knew the time had come for him to finally push me over the edge into the searing hot abyss.

I drew my lip into my mouth, feeling the current sweep me up and take me along for a ride. There was no preparing for that orgasm. It just came and it came hard. It was like a supernova of passion, exploding with intensity and brilliance, leaving no part of me untouched.

My climax hit me as hard as a meteor crashing into the Earth.

In an instant, the impact collided with an unstoppable force that left me breathless and trembling. It was as though a blazing fire had ignited within me, consuming every rational thought, and leaving only the raw need for him in its wake. I cried out, immediately overwhelmed, but there was no choice but to lie back and take it.

My fingers dug into his scalp, holding on for dear life as I rode wave after wave of exquisite ecstasy. My orgasm came hard and fast, sweeping me up in the riptide and refusing to let go. My passionate bliss took over my every waking thought, and when it eventually crested and ebbed, I was left a breathless, sweaty mess of needy desire.

I knew he wasn’t going to stop at one. This was only the first in a long string of many that he was going to rip from my body before he was through.

I laid back and waited for the next.

He drew back, kissing my clit lightly as I flinched from oversensitivity. He guided me through every quaking aftershock, and before I knew what was happening, I was already on the brink of another earth-shattering climax that threatened to break me.

“Keep your hands where they are, little wolf, or else I will bind them,” he warned.

My inner walls clenched hard. His heated gaze held mine as he lowered himself between my legs, and I shivered hard. I watched the tip of his tongue peek out from between his lips before it slid through the length of my slit, starting at my entrance and journeying up to my clit. My needy ball of nerves pulsed under the rough surface of his tongue, and my breathing hitched at the same time my hips bucked.

“You’re a needy mate today, aren’t you?” he murmured, and I blushed, unable to stop my emotions from playing out all over my face. His dark stare was like a fire that held me captive, a burning desire that enveloped my very soul. His eyes, intense and passionate, bored into mine with an unwavering intensity, igniting a hunger that pulsed through my veins.

“Yes, sir,” I breathed, my voice trembling with an intense, desperate desire.

When his mouth finally descended back between my legs, my head was a whirlwind of need. It was so intense that it was as if I’d never come at all.

It took an embarrassingly short amount of time for me to feel my second orgasm looming on the horizon. I keened, writhing and bucking under him. My fingers dug into his scalp, and as much as I tried not to, I pulled him harder against me.

He growled and I loosened my grip, but I could only do so much.

“I need,” I begged.

His teeth nipped at my clit.

“I know what you need.”

His voice echoed in my mind, speaking directly to my soul. It was as if he was inside my head, his words resonating with an intimate familiarity that sent shivers down my spine. With each syllable, my desire surged.

“You hear me, don’t you?”

“Yes, sir,” I whispered.

“I have something to tell you.”

I stilled, tensing slightly as I recognized that tiny glimmer of darkness in his tone. He had something up his sleeve, and I couldn’t guess at what it was, only that it would probably hurt. Without pause, he dragged his teeth over my engorged clit, and I cried out, the painful admonishment both familiar and new all in the same breath.

“What’s that?” I asked, my voice trembling with the unknown.

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