“Lose it, then.”
He shakes his head, grimacing. “But if it’s touch overload for you?—”
“How about this? I’ll use a stasis spell on you if it becomes too much for me. Then, once I calm down, I’ll just undo it. It’ll be like you blinked, and we’ll go back to fucking the hell out of each other.”
He swallows hard, nodding. When I caress his strong shoulders, he groans again. “Gods. Every single touch is so fucking intense. Pretty sure I’m not going to be able to think clearly soon, so…”
“So?”
I’m surprised when he pulls back again. But this time, he gets on his knees beside the bed, panting as he looks up at me with blazing desire written all over his body, his hard cock jutting out with need.
“You said you’d make me crawl if I was good,” he whispers, stroking himself like he’s desperate for relief. “Was I good enough for my reward, baby?”
Gods.
He looks so fucking good on his knees.
I scoot to the end of the bed until he’s between my thighs and tilt his chin up, arching a brow.
“You were until you started touching yourself without my permission.”
Baelfire’s hand immediately drops from his erection as he bites back a grunt.
“Fuck, baby. Anything you want. Just please fucking use me until I can’t control myself anymore.”
I study him, twisting my fingers into his damp, dirty blond hair so I can guide him to look up at me. His eyes are hooded, and he’s still shivering slightly as his rut builds—but knowing how badly he wants me in charge is…really fucking hot.
“Stand up.”
He obeys, and I’m glad he’s so tall because sitting on the edge of this bed gives me a good enough height to begin slowly stroking his already-leaking erection. Baelfire tenses, his hands balled into white fists at his sides as he struggles not to move without my permission.
Leaning forward, I lick the heady, hot wetness from his tip.
“My mate tastes so good,” I sigh.
“Fuck. Fuck,” he pants, shutting his eyes.
I slowly lick around the head of his cock, enjoying each tremor and swear as I take his incredible thickness into my mouth and begin to lavish it. I really fucking enjoy this—teasingand sucking as his desperation grows. I try to take more and more of him into my mouth and down my throat, enjoying the sensual sensation of his slick hard erection gliding deeper until I nearly fucking choke while he moans.
It’s so good that I start to squirm, becoming aware of the greedy throbbing between my legs.
Finally, he can’t stop the instinctive little thrusts of his hips.
“Maven,” he gasps. “Gods, baby, please?—”
I pop off of his dick, licking my lips and looking up at my needy shifter. “Crawl to the other side of the bed and lay down for me.”
He swallows hard, holding my gaze as he lowers to his hands and knees. I watch the gorgeous muscles on his body work in tandem, smooth and tantalizing, as he obediently crawls to get on the bed and lies down on the other side of me.
His golden gaze is deliciously pleading as he waits to see what I’ll do next.
I slowly straddle his stomach, tracing the powerful contours of his chest as I admire my mate. Then I slide back until I can feel his hot erection against my ass.
Gods, he’s so hard that my stomach flips with anticipation.
“Such a good pet for me,” I murmur, leaning down to kiss his warm lips.
Baelfire moans into my mouth, kissing me back ravenously as I cup his jaw. He’s trying to rub himself against my ass, panting in gloriously frustrated desperation.
