His cock pulsed against me, and all I could think was,Fuck, this man is the perfect gift.
I let the back of my head rest on his shoulder as we moved, effortlessly in sync. He matched my rhythm without needingdirection, his movements ensuring I remained center stage beneath the spotlight.
His fingers trailed up my body, slow and reverent, tracing each jeweled piece of my bra until one hand cupped my breast. The other slid up my thigh, sneaking beneath my skirt to grab a handful of ass.
“Do you see them?” he whispered. “See how they stare? How they glare at me?” His breath was ragged against my neck. “It excites me, how much they want you. How much they hate me for touching you. Are you going to let them take you?”
He squeezed my breast, not so much threatening as tempting.
Grabbing his hand, I slid it down between my legs. The barely there scrap of my skirt and thong shielded us just enough for a public indecency loophole while still giving the crowd a good show.
I pressed my finger over his, guiding us into me, and we gasped in unison.
His body tensed. I moved our fingers in and out, each stroke soaking me more.
“Another finger,” I demanded, breathless.
He obeyed, slipping a second in, his groan echoing in my ear as he pumped deeper, harder.
Before he could speak, I shoved my finger into his mouth. He sucked greedily, tongue swirling, hips grinding. My insides coiled, the heat in my belly building fast.
“I want your mouth. Now.”
It came out more command than request, and to his credit, he didn’t hesitate. He dropped to his knees behind me, lifted my skirt, and spread me open like a present. Then he dove in.
His tongue moved like he’d been born for this. I struggled to stay upright, heels wobbling as he licked me like I was the last meal he’d ever get.
I grabbed the nearest body, a wide-eyed bro-like werewolf who’d gotten far too close, and clutched his shoulders for balance. He let out a startled yelp.
“Shut the fuck up,” I snarled, gasping. “Stay. Right. Fucking. There.” I closed my eyes and moaned. “Move, and I’ll rip your throat out.”
Glancing up, I saw the wolf looking around for help, and when no one came to his rescue, he stayed put like he was told. Another peek at him made me realize that I had danced with him earlier and rejected him. His dick wasnotbirthday dick quality, so I let him go. Lucky him, he’d get to see my come face without having to use his dick. Win-win.
My mystery man trailed a hand up my thigh, finding my clit and rubbing with filthy precision. I couldn’t even pretend to hold back anymore. My fingernails dug into the werewolf’s flesh.
My wings fluttered as heat rolled through me, and my moans grew louder with every thrust of his tongue.
Eyes half-lidded, I looked into the crowd. Bodies danced, lights flashed, but their eyes? Their eyes were locked onme. Watching. Wishing. Worshipping.
This was how life should be. No rules. No apologies. Just raw, unfiltered ecstasy.
Just as I was about to spin around and mount this mystery man like a throne, he sucked my clit so hard it was like he ripped the orgasm out of me.
“Aah—Aahhh—Aahhhhhh!” My whole body locked. Time paused. Pleasure cracked through me like lightning.
Then came the gulping sounds. Loud. Shameless. My mystery man drank my cum like it was his sacred elixir.
I collapsed forward, my forehead hitting the werewolf’s back. He stiffened again, and I looked down to see his hips thrusting into nothing like he couldn't help it. Poor thing.
My mystery man kissed a trail up my thighs, ass, and spine, marking me like he was branding me. I moaned again, trying to stay standing.
I slapped the werewolf’s ass as soon as my legs got steady. “Your services are no longer needed.” He jolted, anger flaring up in his eyes, but then he hesitated, shook his head, and scurried off.
Strong arms wrapped around my waist. A voice, hoarse and hungry, whispered into my ear, “You taste like sin and pure magic. I want more. So much fucking more.”
His grip bruised my hips, but I leaned into him. It hurt, but gods, it felt so good.
Keeping my eyes closed, I ran my nose along his cheek and tasted myself on his skin. I licked my lips.
