The bond may not be demanding it, but I didn’t want to wait to have Myel any longer. I turned to him, pressing my body to his and tilting my head up to whisper in his ear.
“I’m not wearing any underwear.”
He grunted, and I felt his cock solidify against my lower abdomen where I’d crushed myself against him. An anticipatory thrill raced down my spine and swirled the molten desire in my core. Something about making a man that hard that fast made me feeldamnedsexy.
He didn’t ask if that had been an invitation — which it had — he pushed back enough to open his pants and free his now raging cock, then knelt to run his hands up my legs to my hips, pushing the skirt of my dress up, before softly kissing my thighs.
Oh… was he going to…
His lips ghosted over my folds, hot breath adding heat where none was needed.
Yes… Yes, he was!
I couldn’t help the soft moan that escaped my lips as he gently kissed my aching clit.
“Yes,” I breathed, shifting my legs open while combing my hands through his thick dark hair.
He teased his tongue slowly down, then up over my slit.
My folds opened for him, releasing the pent-up lady lava burning in my core.
He hummed with contentment as he licked my wetness. “Spirits! You taste so damned good!” he breathed.
My breath hitched, hips gently rocking forward to press myself against Myel’s waiting lips. The only other man who’d gone down on me with any success was Rook and I’d been so blown away I barely remembered it. I wanted to savor every aching moment of this.
The bond strained. It didn’t like drawing things out.
Well screw you bond, I do!
Myel’s muffled groan made me blink back to reality and I realized I’d been forcing his face against me, desperate. I eased off.
“Slow is good too,” I gasped.
“Really?” Myel chuckled, his hot breath on my seamdoing thingsto me.
My whole body trembled with restraint.
“Yes. I want tofeelthis.”
“You want to feel—” and he slowly played a finger over my slit, flicking it off my clit and sending a shock of bliss through me, my body clenching, “—this?”
“Fucking tease,” I hissed, barely able to speak.
“And you love it.”
God! I did.
Myel played that finger over me, slowly teasing me open as he softly sucked my clit.
My breathing turned ragged, fingers curling in his hair. It was everything I could do to not ride his face hard and bring this tantalizing pleasure to its thrilling conclusion.
Myel’s finger finally slid inside deep enough to find my G-spot and I squeaked with a shock of bliss.
“So sexy,” Myel purred against my thighs. “So wet. Sodelicious. So damned… ugh!” I felt his body shudder and his soul thrill through our bond as his arousal surged.
I didn’t understand how pleasuring me was giving him so much joy. It still baffled me how a man found ecstasy in such a selfless act of pleasure. Though… there was something stimulating about having another person at your whim, controlling their pleasure, knowing you were about to drive them mad. So…
I gave a long whining moan, letting Myel know I was damned close, just in case the connection between us hadn’t already relayed that information.
