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He smiles, and then he's leaning in, bringing his lips to mine. It feels like it's already been far too long since he kissed me. His mouth meets mine and my eyes close at the feeling of home, of peace, of...rightness. It's all I'll ever need.
Not all you'll ever need, I hope.I feel him smile against my lips as he thinks it.
Because I do not want my lips to leave his, I reply with my thoughts.I need your hands, your tongue, your cock. Your baby. Won't you give them to me, mate?
My hands come to his head, one gripping his hair while the other goes to his horns, fingers trailing over them. He shivers against me, his cock pressing into my belly.
"I don't see any blankets," I point out.
He nods his head towards the sitting area. “I brought them, but honestly, I'd rather just fuck you right in the dirt."
I grin, biting down on my bottom lip. His eyes snap down to it.
"Right now."
"Then you should get this dress off of me so I can get to my knees."
He makes quick work of bringing my dress over my head, growling at the sight of my panties and being far less delicate with them than he was the dress, simply using his claws to rip them to shreds that fall at my feet. I look up at him as I lower to my knees before him. He looks down at me with a wild lust, the blue lights reflecting in his eyes, looking like the purest of flames.
I remove his loincloth and his cock is hard and right in my face. My tongue peeks out, giving a gentle lick to where precum is already glistening on his tip. The taste of chocolate floods my tongue, but it's not enough. I take him into my mouth, wrapping my lips around him, moving my tongue back and forth on the underside of his cock as I move down on him. His groan makes my thighs rub together, tension coiling at the core of me. His cock jerks on my tongue, and it makes me shiver with knowing how he always reacts to me. And when he hits the back of my throat and I hear that hiss leave his mouth, desire rushes through me so viciously that without even giving it permission to, my hand is drifting over my naked stomach, down to my clit.
His hand goes to my hair at the same moment that my fingers begin circling my clit.
"Are you touching yourself, Leah?" His voice, deep with lust, travels over me.
I can only nod.
"Let me see. Widen those thighs."
I do, while looking up at him through my lashes. His eyes flare, tongue licking his lips. I can hear his thoughts, that he's never seen me do this before. That's because I never have. Only with him would I feel comfortable to explore myself, the way he’s let me explore him and taught me what pleasure means.
You look fucking beautiful.
I smile around his cock as much as I can. Then, his thoughts change completely.
If you can smile, your mouth isn't full enough.
He pushes my head forward as he arches his hips. My throat spasms around him, my hands coming to his thighs, nails digging in to keep myself calm.
That's right. Now swallow your mate.
I swallow and his deep groan is my only warning before he pulls my head back and begins fucking my mouth. His hand, tight in my hair, slides my lips back and forth on him, my tongue moving just as fast as my finger is on my clit. He slams into my mouth again and I swallow without him having to say or think a word.
"Fuck, Leah."
He tears my head back and drops to his own knees, pushing on my chest until I'm forced to lean back. Once I'm lying on the dirt, I look up at him and find his eyes on my fingers.
"Keep going," he all but growls out.
I circle my clit again. It's so swollen at this point that it's bordering on pain. My fingers are no match for his. I slide them through my wetness, watching him take his cock into his hand and give it a few pumps before he comes forward. He takes my hand away, bringing my fingers to his mouth as he lines himself up with my opening. They disappear into his mouth and then he slams every single inch of his cock into me.
My body bucks but his hands are quick to grip my hips and keep me right there as he begins to drive into me again and again. His tongue licks every bit of wetness from my fingers before he lets them go to bring his lips to mine. My taste on his tongue, his cock deep inside of me, his body between my thighs stretching them far too much, it all quickly sends me rushing towards an orgasm. Every slide of his cock into me feels like it's lighting me on fire, my body blazing with the need for more, with the need to ignite, to let the fire consume me whole.
His mouth leaves mine, lips going to my neck, as he begins giving me deep, slow strokes. I hitch my thighs higher, and he goes deeper, hitting a spot inside of me that has me crying out. He does it again and again, his thoughts demanding I give him my cum, that I accept the pleasure he's giving me and tighten around him.
"Kayo."
"I love when you sigh my name."
