Camille let out the loveliest little growl and lifted her chin. Viktor let her lip go with a snap. “You thought that was holy?” she taunted, dark eyes glinting in the half-light. “You haven’t even tried my mouth yet,alpha.”
His hips flexed involuntarily, seeking relief from the ache that was now bordering on full discomfort. “You want to suck my cock, sweetheart? Go ahead.”
Her lips, flushed and swollen from his bite, formed a taunting moue. “Hm, I don’t think I will.”
Viktor grinned a large, coyote grin. Using his grip on her throat, he dragged her face back to his to grate against her mouth, “You want me to make you, sweetheart? I can do that. I know how wet it makes you when I tell you what to do.”
Challenge glittered at him from eyes gone half-mast. “Oh?”
“Yeah,oh.”Releasing her throat, Viktor fisted his fingers into the short strands of her hair and nudged her down. “On those pretty knees for me, sweetheart. I want to see you suck my cock. And when that’s done, you’re going to show me the come on your tongue. Got it?”
Camille sank onto her knees. It was one of the headiest things he’d ever experienced, watching his proud, gorgeous mate lower herself before him with no resistance at all. Her short black skirt rode up her supple thighs, stretching across them and showing off just a glimpse of her lacy black thong. The red soles of her heels flashed behind her.
Viktor had no idea which god he’d pleased enough to earnthis,so he shot out a quick, silent prayer to the whole lot of them.
A smile twitched the corners of his mate’s mouth. Locking eyes with him, she deliberately turned her head, half-heartedly attempting to remove his grip on her hair. Viktortskedand dragged her closer, forcing her to brace her palms on his thighs. Using his free hand, he squeezed her cheeks until her lips parted.
“Be a good girl for me,” he growled, “and maybe afterward I’ll lick you until you scream.”
Camille blew out a hot breath against his hand. “Promise?”
“Promise.” He released her cheeks, but just before she dipped her head, he added, “And watch those fangs, sweetheart. I’d hate to have to start withholding orgasms from you, but biting my cock will get you there.”
His mate, gorgeous, contrary thing that she was, flashed said fangs in a saucy snarl. “Afraid of me now, alpha?”
Palming his cock, Viktor guided it toward her mouth until the flushed head rested on her lower lip. He arched a brow. “Do I look particularly afraid to you?”
A small, dark green tongue snaked out to lick a bead of pre-come from the slit. Viktor’s fingers flexed in her hair as a ripple of pleasure ran up his spine.
Slowly, like she wanted to both tease him and savor the moment at once, Camille slid her tongue along the sensitive underside of his cock. When his skin was slick, she parted her lips and waited. An open invitation.
Breathing hard, he guided himself into the hot well of her mouth.
“Fuck.”
Her tongue was ever-so-slightly textured — though he’d be damned if he could pinpoint exactly what the texture was — and it felt like heaven as it pressed against him. Viktor could only watch, slack-jawed, as his cock slid past her plump lips. His skin was flushed a livid red that stood out against her darkened lips.
He wondered if she knew how many times he had imagined this moment when they were teenagers. It used to drive him crazy. They’d only ever shared the one kiss, but it was a constant, torturous fantasy of his teens.
Shit, even when he was a full-grown man, he used to fantasize about what it would be like to watch her swallow him down, to hold her gaze as he came in her mouth.
Since she wasn’t moving, Viktor let loose a rumbling growl and changed his grip on her hair, forcing her to move back and forth as he slowly matched her rhythm. Pressure built as he watched her take him more and more, her lips stretching taut around him with each shallow thrust.
“Open for me,” he bit out.
Camille tilted her head backjust soand slackened her jaw, as well as the muscles of her neck and shoulders. She was utterly pliant, completely at his mercy, andhis.
“Good girl,” he crooned, going deeper. “All that talk is just that, isn’t it? You love it when I make you do things, just as much as I lovemakingyou. Look how well you suck my cock, sweetheart. Open a bit more for me—there.Fuck, you are perfect.”
His cock slid past the feeble resistance of her throat as she relaxed completely. Viktor cupped her head with both hands and thrust faster, moving them together so she could take breaths between each stroke. Her fingertips dug into the muscles of his thighs, holding on tight as he chased the rising swell of his orgasm.
His words burst out on a gasp. “Remember what I said, sweetheart. You’re going to show me my come on your tongue. Don’t you fucking swallow until I tell you to. Do you hear me?”
She couldn’t speak, but when her fingers flexed and relaxed on his legs in quick succession, he knew that she understood.
Groaning long and low, he pulled back to pump shallowly into her mouth. Quickly guiding one of her hands to his shaft, he used her grip to pump the rest of him as the pressure built and built and built, drawing his balls up tight before he came with a ragged gasp.
Gently extracting himself from her mouth, Viktor grasped her cheeks with one hand, pinching until she opened her mouth to show him the pearly release that coated her pretty green tongue. “That’s my good girl,” he rasped, tugging her up.
