Her hips were soft when he gripped them and forced her body against his face to fuck her harder with his tongue. No matter how many times she came, he would never be sated. He flattened his tongue and licked slowly from bottom to top,lapping up everything she had to offer. The more he moved, the more she gave him to taste, and it urged him to eat faster.
She screamed and, knowing she was close, he moved his mouth back to her clit and pressed two fingers into her, curling them toward her stomach. They pumped in tandem with his mouth, and her body lifted, knees drawing up as her walls fluttered around his fingers and coated them with cum. Her climax rocked through him as well, and he moaned with her. The euphoric feeling of her release would never get old.
“Rennick,” she panted, reaching for him.
He stood, never moving his eyes from hers, and sucked his fingers clean.
She licked her lips as he swiped his fingers against her entrance again to ensure nothing was left.
The glazed look in her eyes mirrored his own, and he took his time removing his clothes, watching her eye-fuck him with drunken lust. He tossed his pants aside. “I like it when you look at me like that. I can’t promise this will last long, and it might hurt.”
“I’ve been using the gifts you left me for my twenty-fourth birthday.” She turned a pretty shade of red, rendering his restraint a thing of the past.
Rennick aligned himself with her entrance and met her gaze. She nodded once, and he pushed into her, stopping after a few inches with a hiss. “I—fuck,” he swore.
Nothing in the world could have prepared him for this.
“More,” she moaned, struggling to move her body down, but he held her firm.
“Not yet,” he rasped with a glance at where their bodies connected. “I wish you could see how your pussy looks around me.” Moving his hips back, he slid out, stopping with only the head left inside before pushing in more. “So red and swollen,” he murmured. “Swallowing my dick like a godsdamn dream.”
He kept his thrusts shallow until he could seat himselfwithout hurting her, and when he filled her to the hilt, they both gasped. Every ounce of his pleasure was heightened by hers pulsing through him, too.
“Faster,” she begged, lifting her hips, and he felt her wild need.
“If I go too fast, I’ll cum.”
Her eyes met his, and a mischievous smile spread across her face. “Good.”
The effect her words had on him was unmatched, and when he rolled his hips faster, it took four thrusts until a tightness started in his balls, sending a tingling sensation throughout his body.
Black dots spotted his vision as he came with another strangled moan, panting as his cock twitched inside his mate and his movements slowed. Breathing hard, he dropped his head into the crook of Amelia’s neck. “I’m sorry, love.”
She grasped the side of his neck to bring his face to hers. “Don’t be sorry,” she murmured before gently pressing her lips to his. “I’m not. And… I felt a bit of your pleasure, too, I think. It was hard to tell.”
Gods, I love this woman.
“I’m going to take care of you,” he promised, before slipping out of her with a groan. “I’ll be right back.”
Amelia couldn’t put her finger on it, but something inside her had changed. Sex with Rennick was better than anything she could have imagined, and thoughts of how it would be when he stopped restraining himself had her worked up all over again.
For a man who had never had sex before, he moved his hips like a professional, and had he lasted a little longer, she would have come a second time.
There was something to be said about being a man’s first andknowing no other woman had touched him intimately before her. A possessiveness she’d not known reared its ugly head, and an understanding of her mate’s behavior settled in her soul.
He was hers, and she couldn’t wait to tell Ora to get the fuck out of their home tomorrow.
Maybe Iwilllet him fuck me while the princess watches.
Her brows pinched together at the absurdity of her last thought. Amelia had never been a vindictive person, but the situation with Ora turned her into someone else. She was still herself in all other aspects, just not where Rennick’s childhood friend was concerned.
Amelia no longer questioned Rennick’s loyalty, but that didn’t mean she would sit back while another woman disrespected her and her relationship. He washermate, not Ora’s, and it was time to make that abundantly clear.
Rennick walked into the bedroom in all his naked glory, carrying the largest of the fake dicks he’d sent her last year. Never looking away from her, he spit into his hand and wet the shaft. Her eyes snapped to his in question, but instead of answering, he set the toy on the bedside table.
“Did you think I would leave you wanting, love?”
Her chest heaved as she looked from his real dick to the fake one to his expectant face. “What are you going to do?”
