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increments, she stopped when just the head remained between her lips. She swirled her tongue, holding his gaze, teasing the slit. He pulled her head with a sharp jerk of her hair, and she released her prize with an audible pop. Sweat glistened on his chest. Holding her still, he drew a couple of shuddering breaths. The grip in her hair loosened, and he reached beneath her arms, lifting her to her feet. His hands skimmed her arms, petting and stroking until they met at the neck of her dress. A sharp noise filled the air as he tugged his hands apart, rending the silk in two. The ruined material slid from her shoulders, leaving her naked except for a wisp of matching silk at her hips.
“Mine,” he growled.
Chapter Eight
Saliva pooled in his mouth at the sight of his perfect little mate almost bared to him. He hooked his fingers into the sides of her underwear and flicked a claw, shredding the material so it fell to the floor at her feet. The soft red curls at the juncture of her thighs glistened with evidence of her arousal. He trailed his thumbs across the jut of her hip bones that framed the feminine curve of her belly. Muscles twitched beneath his hand. He skimmed lower, delighting in every shudder. Parting her labia, he knelt before her, bent his head, and thrust his tongue between her lips. Her unique smoke-and-spice flavor burst in his mouth.
He wrapped his lips around her clit, growling hard, knowing the sensation would drive her crazy. She moaned and squirmed away from him, which didn’t please Shim or his cat. Wary, he tracked her movements, stalking her every step on his hands and knees. His little fae spun away, fleeing toward the back of the open-plan room. She ducked behind a thin curtain, vanishing from sight.
Shim roared and lunged through the gauzy material, pulling up at the arresting sight. His mate posed on her hands and knees in the center of a huge bed, flame-red hair spilling everywhere. She peered at him over her shoulder, a wicked smile curling her lips.
He fisted his cock and, squeezing the base, he sought a modicum of control. His mate licked her lips then lowered her face to the bed covers. The motion caused her hips to undulate and she parted her legs, displaying her pussy to his greedy eyes. He climbed behind her, the bed shifting beneath his weight. Tracing his fingertips up the backs of her calves and thighs, he locked them on her hips. She sighed, relaxing into his firm grip. Shim lined his cock up at her entrance, thrusting balls deep in a single stroke. Heaven, right there in her slick, hot channel. He fought to hold still, giving her a chance to adapt to his thickness. His muscles twitched with his desire to pull back and thrust again, but her tight sex clenched, squeezing his cock until his eyes rolled back in his head.
“Move, Shim! For the love of the Lord and Lady, fuck me!”
Helpless to do anything else, he obeyed her demands. Withdrawing almost his entire length, he slammed his hips forward, pistoning in and out of her pussy without relenting. Sights and scents sharpened, the jaguar rising within him. The increased stimuli set his brain on fire. His mate braced her head on her arms, lifting her body in an act of the sweetest surrender. The pressure in his balls increased with each thrust, until they drew up tight. He shifted his hips, blanketing his body over her back, fighting the urge to flood her sweet pussy with his seed.
Sweat drenched them both, their slick bodies slipping and sliding together. Shortening his thrusts, he curled an arm around her slender waist, delving between her legs. He captured her clit between his seeking fingers, pinching hard. The sheets muffled her cries of passion. He tweaked the bundle of nerves in time with the motion of his hips, and her pussy clamped down on his cock like a band of molten steel.
A deep roar ripped from his throat. Her wild release milked his own. He relished the burn of his seed filling his mate, coating her in his
“Mine,” he growled.
Chapter Eight
Saliva pooled in his mouth at the sight of his perfect little mate almost bared to him. He hooked his fingers into the sides of her underwear and flicked a claw, shredding the material so it fell to the floor at her feet. The soft red curls at the juncture of her thighs glistened with evidence of her arousal. He trailed his thumbs across the jut of her hip bones that framed the feminine curve of her belly. Muscles twitched beneath his hand. He skimmed lower, delighting in every shudder. Parting her labia, he knelt before her, bent his head, and thrust his tongue between her lips. Her unique smoke-and-spice flavor burst in his mouth.
He wrapped his lips around her clit, growling hard, knowing the sensation would drive her crazy. She moaned and squirmed away from him, which didn’t please Shim or his cat. Wary, he tracked her movements, stalking her every step on his hands and knees. His little fae spun away, fleeing toward the back of the open-plan room. She ducked behind a thin curtain, vanishing from sight.
Shim roared and lunged through the gauzy material, pulling up at the arresting sight. His mate posed on her hands and knees in the center of a huge bed, flame-red hair spilling everywhere. She peered at him over her shoulder, a wicked smile curling her lips.
He fisted his cock and, squeezing the base, he sought a modicum of control. His mate licked her lips then lowered her face to the bed covers. The motion caused her hips to undulate and she parted her legs, displaying her pussy to his greedy eyes. He climbed behind her, the bed shifting beneath his weight. Tracing his fingertips up the backs of her calves and thighs, he locked them on her hips. She sighed, relaxing into his firm grip. Shim lined his cock up at her entrance, thrusting balls deep in a single stroke. Heaven, right there in her slick, hot channel. He fought to hold still, giving her a chance to adapt to his thickness. His muscles twitched with his desire to pull back and thrust again, but her tight sex clenched, squeezing his cock until his eyes rolled back in his head.
“Move, Shim! For the love of the Lord and Lady, fuck me!”
Helpless to do anything else, he obeyed her demands. Withdrawing almost his entire length, he slammed his hips forward, pistoning in and out of her pussy without relenting. Sights and scents sharpened, the jaguar rising within him. The increased stimuli set his brain on fire. His mate braced her head on her arms, lifting her body in an act of the sweetest surrender. The pressure in his balls increased with each thrust, until they drew up tight. He shifted his hips, blanketing his body over her back, fighting the urge to flood her sweet pussy with his seed.
Sweat drenched them both, their slick bodies slipping and sliding together. Shortening his thrusts, he curled an arm around her slender waist, delving between her legs. He captured her clit between his seeking fingers, pinching hard. The sheets muffled her cries of passion. He tweaked the bundle of nerves in time with the motion of his hips, and her pussy clamped down on his cock like a band of molten steel.
A deep roar ripped from his throat. Her wild release milked his own. He relished the burn of his seed filling his mate, coating her in his
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