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fangs?”
“I’ll cut my wrist for you.”
She made a humming sound and then smiled up at him. “Thank you for telling me. It doesn’t change how I feel about you or our mating, and I think it’s cool that others will automatically know that I’m yours.”
He gathered her in his arms with a soft growl and lowered his mouth to hers. She loved kissing him, sliding her tongue against his in a careful dance around the permanent fangs. He had never nicked her even accidentally while they kissed, and she knew he took care to not spill a drop of her blood unnecessarily.
He pulled away from the kiss, still growling in his throat, and took a step back. “Dawn is coming, let us rest and then mate at the setting of the sun.”
Brone’s declaration wasn’t the most romantic way to ask her to consummate their relationship, but she was really proud of him for trying. And it was better than the way her first boyfriend had asked her to go to bed, wiggling his brows lecherously and asking her if she wanted to “dance the dance.”
With a smile, she left him in the bedroom and walked to the bathroom so she could prepare for bed.
* * * * *
Arissa woke slowly to a tickling feeling on the inside of her thigh. She reached down, thinking it was one of the furs, and found a well-muscled shoulder instead. Squeezing the thick muscle, she smiled as Brone growled and then nuzzled the inside of her thigh. A single candle flickered on the nightstand, barely illuminating the dark chamber but giving her enough light to make out Brone’s shape between her legs.
“Brone,” she whispered.
His big shoulders had pushed her legs apart and he lay between them, his dark gaze meeting hers. She felt his breath on the apex of her thighs through her panties as he lowered his mouth and kissed her. His lips teased her through the satin, moving ever so slowly. Her body heated as he nuzzled her sex.
His fingers slid up the front of her thighs, and she felt only a slight tug followed by the sound of tearing fabric as her panties were torn and tossed aside. He inhaled deeply and placed his lips against her sex in a soft kiss. Hooking both hands over her hips, he anchored himself to her body and nuzzled her again, probing her slit with his tongue. He wiggled his tongue between her lips and stroked upward, grazing her clit. She let her fingers trail from his shoulder down the bulge of his bicep as he continued to lightly stroke and tease her with his tongue.
He slid a hand from her hip to the top of her pussy, his thick fingers spreading her lips open. She groaned at being exposed to his gaze. His tongue licked a slow circle around her clit as his fingers spread her further open, and then he sucked her clit into his mouth, drawing on it with firm pressure. Her hips lifted and she ran her toes along his ribs, stroking the skin dotted with the scars of his past, as she writhed under him. Releasing her clit, he licked the bud with firm, short strokes, until he found the place at the top that made her breath catch in her throat.
His hands slid underneath her as he tongued the top of her clit, his palms cupping her butt and lifting her closer to him. She gripped the furs on either side of her as he deviled her clit with his tongue, drawing her closer to the edge. Two fingers pushed into her pussy, stroking and filling her, as the center of her body tightened. She moaned loudly, writhing under his talented tongue and fingers, and he growled, making her whole pussy vibrate with the sound and shoving her over the edge into white-hot pleasure. She screamed his name as she came, pressing her hips up and grinding herself against his mouth as her heels pressed into the mattress and her toes curled.
He prowled up her body, kissing her quivering flesh as he moved, until his hands hooked around her shoulders and he pressed his hot, hard cock against her still-throbbing pussy. She lifted her legs around his
“I’ll cut my wrist for you.”
She made a humming sound and then smiled up at him. “Thank you for telling me. It doesn’t change how I feel about you or our mating, and I think it’s cool that others will automatically know that I’m yours.”
He gathered her in his arms with a soft growl and lowered his mouth to hers. She loved kissing him, sliding her tongue against his in a careful dance around the permanent fangs. He had never nicked her even accidentally while they kissed, and she knew he took care to not spill a drop of her blood unnecessarily.
He pulled away from the kiss, still growling in his throat, and took a step back. “Dawn is coming, let us rest and then mate at the setting of the sun.”
Brone’s declaration wasn’t the most romantic way to ask her to consummate their relationship, but she was really proud of him for trying. And it was better than the way her first boyfriend had asked her to go to bed, wiggling his brows lecherously and asking her if she wanted to “dance the dance.”
With a smile, she left him in the bedroom and walked to the bathroom so she could prepare for bed.
* * * * *
Arissa woke slowly to a tickling feeling on the inside of her thigh. She reached down, thinking it was one of the furs, and found a well-muscled shoulder instead. Squeezing the thick muscle, she smiled as Brone growled and then nuzzled the inside of her thigh. A single candle flickered on the nightstand, barely illuminating the dark chamber but giving her enough light to make out Brone’s shape between her legs.
“Brone,” she whispered.
His big shoulders had pushed her legs apart and he lay between them, his dark gaze meeting hers. She felt his breath on the apex of her thighs through her panties as he lowered his mouth and kissed her. His lips teased her through the satin, moving ever so slowly. Her body heated as he nuzzled her sex.
His fingers slid up the front of her thighs, and she felt only a slight tug followed by the sound of tearing fabric as her panties were torn and tossed aside. He inhaled deeply and placed his lips against her sex in a soft kiss. Hooking both hands over her hips, he anchored himself to her body and nuzzled her again, probing her slit with his tongue. He wiggled his tongue between her lips and stroked upward, grazing her clit. She let her fingers trail from his shoulder down the bulge of his bicep as he continued to lightly stroke and tease her with his tongue.
He slid a hand from her hip to the top of her pussy, his thick fingers spreading her lips open. She groaned at being exposed to his gaze. His tongue licked a slow circle around her clit as his fingers spread her further open, and then he sucked her clit into his mouth, drawing on it with firm pressure. Her hips lifted and she ran her toes along his ribs, stroking the skin dotted with the scars of his past, as she writhed under him. Releasing her clit, he licked the bud with firm, short strokes, until he found the place at the top that made her breath catch in her throat.
His hands slid underneath her as he tongued the top of her clit, his palms cupping her butt and lifting her closer to him. She gripped the furs on either side of her as he deviled her clit with his tongue, drawing her closer to the edge. Two fingers pushed into her pussy, stroking and filling her, as the center of her body tightened. She moaned loudly, writhing under his talented tongue and fingers, and he growled, making her whole pussy vibrate with the sound and shoving her over the edge into white-hot pleasure. She screamed his name as she came, pressing her hips up and grinding herself against his mouth as her heels pressed into the mattress and her toes curled.
He prowled up her body, kissing her quivering flesh as he moved, until his hands hooked around her shoulders and he pressed his hot, hard cock against her still-throbbing pussy. She lifted her legs around his
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