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“Okay,” I breathed—and then choked on that breath when he added a third finger to my channel and continued slowly working my clit.
It was torturously blissful.
The pleasure was absolutely insane.
But shit, I hoped it never ended.
Desperate noises I didn’t know I was capable of making escaped me as he dragged me back to the edge. My hips jerked and my body rocked, the movements completely out of my control as my need swelled hotter.
When I finally shattered, I clenched around his fingers again and again, crying out in bliss at the pleasure.
“Oh damn,” I panted, closing my eyes as I clutched his arm, still leaning against it with most of my weight. His fingers were still buried inside me, his thumb resting lightly on my clit. “You’re right. You’re very, very right.”
His chest rumbled in satisfaction, and his lips brushed the base of my neck, where his mark lingered on my skin.
“I’m probably not as good in bed as whoever taught you how to do that,” I said, heaving a sigh as I finally peeked my eyes open. They collided with his immediately.
“I learned in a group of males, in a class taught by an ancient mated shifter. So, neither am I. He had a long time to perfect his skills.”
I blinked once, and then again. “You haven’t…”
“No. Most shifters wait for their mates.”
Shit.
Emotions warred within me, but I couldn’t come up with a label for any of them. Instead, I slowly peeled a hand off his arm and reached backward.
“Don’t, Aurora. This is about you,” he said, his chest rumbling in warning.
I wrapped my hand around his erection through his shorts, and his eyes closed as his entire body shuddered. His fingers hooked inside me, and his thumb pressed harder on my clit.
The glow around both of us pulsed, and my curiosity thickened.
He had brought me pleasure on the bathroom counter, after I’d told him he wouldn’t be able to…
Why couldn’t I do the same for him?
“You don’t have to do this.” His voice strained.
“I know I don’t.” And if anything, that made me want to do it more.
He wouldn’t hurt me if I didn’t do what he wanted.
He wouldn’t insult me.
Hell, he wouldn’t do a damn thing even if I pulled my hand away like I was repulsed by him.
Amarok respected me, and had made me feel good, and I wanted to do the same for him.
“Can I touch you?” I asked him, realizing I hadn’t asked him permission, like he had asked me.
“Anytime. Always. I belong to you; you never need to ask.” He stumbled over the words enough that I felt… powerful.
I let go of his arm and turned, so my back was to the mirror. His hand moved with me, curling into my core a little harder. The pressure made me suck in a breath, but he wouldn’t distract me from my goal.
Releasing his erection, I hooked my fingers in the waistband of his shorts and pushed them down. His cock sprung free, massive and dripping at the tip with his desire.
“I want you so badly,” I whispered to him, wrapping my hand around his hardness.
