Shifters took a long time to grow old, and we were still young. There was a lifetime ahead of us, and it didn’t seem so daunting with the idea of Monte by my side.
I didn’t just want him or need him because the bond told me I did. I was falling in love with him, head over heels in love.
I’d never been in love before. But I knew my own heart, and this was a lot more than just sex, infatuation, or the bond. And it felt wonderful.
I kissed his chest and smiled like a fool, a fool in love.
My body got all tingly, quickly turning into desire.
“I’m afraid I’m going to become quite addicted to you at this rate,” I whispered.
Pulling the blanket back, I really looked at him. He was still gloriously naked and was long, lean, and hard.
I’d never woken up with a man before, at least none other than him, and certainly not one naked. This was sort of new territory for me.
My core ached for him to be inside me.
Curious, I lightly touched him, watching him respond to me even in his sleep. I’d never done anything so bold before, but I was fascinated and very horny.
Scooting down for closer look, I kissed him there and then I licked him from base up, swirling my tongue around his tip. It tasted like Monte but a little earthier. My mouth watered and I dared to take him fully into my mouth, or at least as much of him as I could fit.
He moaned, which should have been my cue to stop but instead spurred me on.
I needed to make him as crazy and out of control as he made me.
Closing my eyes, I recalled how it felt to have him deep inside me, how safe I felt to explore new things with him, like this. I’d never sucked anyone like this before, but Monte made me feel secure enough to do things I’d never dreamed I’d do or even want to do.
I sucked him harder, letting my mouth slide up and down over him.
He growled as I looked up to find him watching me. I released him to smile back at him.
He growled again, and this time he grabbed me and pulled me toward him, not my face, but my legs.
I gasped as he planted his face between my legs and started to nibble and lick me there.
“Oh God,” I cried.
One hand directed me back to him and I happily took him in my mouth once more.
Was this really happening?
Was I okay with it?
Hell yes!
I thought tasting and teasing him had been great, but being reciprocated at the same time was suddenly the greatest thing ever.
It didn’t take long for me to really find how to please him most. He grew impossibly larger and his hips started to buck off the bed. At the same time his mouth grew faster and more regulated, sending me spiraling into the great unknown.
I staved off my own orgasm, determined to drag him there with me.
It wasn’t much longer before he released me and cried out my name while I pumped him harder until he let go, but as he did, he latched on to me and pulled out a never-ending orgasm that just continued to come in waves over and over again until my body was limp.
He picked me up like a rag doll and snuggled me against him. Then he kissed the top of my head.
“Good morning,” he said in a deep, husky voice.
“Good morning,” I squeaked.
