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“Fuck, Ayla, just like that.”
I flushed from the praise as I swirled my tongue around him, feeding off everything pouring through our bond. A girl could get used to this feeling.
The weird thing was, I’d always associated giving head this way with submission. I was on my knees in front of my alpha, showing I trusted him with my safety, yet I felt so indescribablypowerful.
Kai was a strong man and amazing leader, yet I had him sweating, growling, and gripping his chair from just my mouth. It wasn’t like I was an expert on fellatio—just a wolf who wanted to bring her mate some of the same pleasure he’d given her.
I had no idea how I’d gone three years without ever giving in, but I knew there was no resealing now. We needed to break my curse because I’d never be capable of completely cutting myself off again.
Maybe... maybe some distance would be possible? If I only saw him once a month, or every other month, perhaps it would mitigate the curse? Then again, I didn’t know if it was proximity-based or based on affection. When I’d left my coven, it didn’t really seem like their luck improved.
…perhaps not the best thing to think about with Kai’s dick in my mouth.
But right when I was beginning to lose my concentration, he gave a furtive little thrust, clearly holding back for my sake, despite whatever his wolf was urging. Once more, I was back on track and concentrated on drawing all the pleasure I could out of him.
I was really getting into it, drinking in every single gasp and moan, when he gripped one of my shoulders and pushed me away. I gave him a worried glance, afraid I’d done something wrong, but he didn’t look upset. No, the grin he was sending me was rueful.
“Sorry, I just didn’t want the, uh, proceedings to end so soon.” He leaned forward and pulled me into his lap, kissing me yet again. “That was incredible,” he murmured.
“I’m glad you liked it,” I said, desire churning in every cell of my body. “But are you sure you’re ready to throw in the towel?”
“Throw in the towel? Oh, no, I’m not doing anything like that.” Out of nowhere, we were standing, and Kai was lifting me like it was nothing. I wasn’t a muscle-girl at all, but the show of strength did it for me. “I’m just changing the festivities.”
“Hah, festivities? Is this what we’re doing now?”
He paused in our journey back to the bed and somehow managed to look me in the eyes while a shit-eating grin spread across his face. “Hanging out with you is always a celebration.”
Was he ruining the mood? Because cheesy lines made me want to groan, and not in a good way. “Maybe we should just go to sleep.”
“Hah, bad, huh?”
I nodded. “That pun might just be a capital offense.”
“Huh. Guess I’ll have to plead my case.”
At that, he threw me on the bed. I bounced a couple of times as I landed, and then he was over me, shadowing me with his taller, muscular form.
“Hmm, if this is you pleading your case, you’ve got a strong opener on your hands.”
“Glad to know you like my technique.”
One would think I’d be tired of kissing at this point, but I wasn’t. I thrilled when his lips crashed into mine again, his weight pressing down on me in an utterly scrumptious way. As if this wasn’t enough, one of his large hands rested over my neck. He wasn’t choking me, not at all, but the gentle pressure of it made my blood pulse pleasantly.
His hand slid down, slipping under the waistband of my own pajamas, just barely hovering over my dripping center.
“So excited from just having me in your mouth?” Kai murmured before pressing a much more bruising kiss to my lips. I greedily ate it up, taking everything he was giving me.
“Is that a bad thing?” I asked coyly, enjoying the confidence I’d built up in the bedroom. Everything was still so new to me, but it was growing less and less overwhelming the more I explored, the more I experienced.
“Not at all.”
Then his fingers were sliding against me, not touching exactly where I wanted him to, but teasing, building up the urgency, until my clit literally ached for his attention.
“Please,” I murmured desperately after who knew how long, my lower half beginning to throb in time with my pulse.
“Please, what?” His finger was circling that oh so sensitive button within my folds, drawing closer and closer, never quite giving me what I wanted. It was maddening in every way, but I loved it.
I felt so keyed up within my own body, drenched in the wonder of what I could experience. After so many years lamenting my existence, of wishing I could be someone else and not afflicted with the evil in my bones, it was so refreshing to celebrate my being instead of despising it.
