I step to the doorway and lean against the frame, arms folded, chest still pounding. She watches me with that raw, newly-tender look. My chest tightens and, for a moment, I don’t hate the ache.
“Good,” I murmur to her when she catches my eye. “You did good, Hellcat.”
Tonight, she’s ours.
Tonight, I’ll let them have their due.
But when the heat dies down, I will be waiting to take everything else.
THIRTY-ONE
TALON
Patience has never been my virtue, but I’ve enjoyed the show so far. And now, she’s looking up at me with those dazed eyes, equal parts exhausted and hungry for whatever comes next.
I lean over her, one hand braced beside her head where Dredyn’s just was, the other trailing fingertips along her collarbone. “Hello, Princess,” I purr, flashing a playful grin. “Don’t think I’ve forgotten about you.”
She manages a shaky little laugh. “Talon… I’m—” She pauses, not sure what to say. Overwhelmed? Sated? Or perhaps she thinks she’s too spent for more.
I chuckle softly. “Wrecked in the best way.”
My hand skims down her body, from her chest to her belly, tracing meaningless patterns that make her shiver. “But I think you have a little more left in you.”
“I—I don’t know if I can…”
I put a finger to her lips to hush her. “Shh. Don’t worry about a thing.” My finger trails down from her mouth, along her chin, and down her throat slowly. “I’m not going to push you past yourlimit, Mara. But I have a feeling you’ll enjoy what I’m about to do.” I smirk. “Even if you think you’re all out of stamina… I have my ways.”
At that, Dredyn snorts quietly from the side, but I just flash them both a cocky wink. This part is my specialty.
Maintaining eye contact with Mara, I slink down her body in a sinuous motion, dragging the covers with me until I’m crouched between her parted legs. She tenses a bit, guessing my intention. Her thighs try to press together, a reflex of modesty, but I easily slide my shoulders between and guide them open again.
“Oh no you don’t. Keep these pretty legs spread for me.”
She flushes a deep shade of pink but obeys, letting me settle between them. I hook her knees over my shoulders casually, grinning as her breath catches. Those thigh-high socks she’s still wearing are a delightful contrast against her bare skin.
She lets out a shaky exhale, trying to calm herself. I glance up at her body. From this angle, I have a perfect view of her breasts rising and falling rapidly, and beyond that, Dredyn and Jasper watching intently. I catch Jasper’s eye and raise an eyebrow as if to say, “Watch and learn.”
He frowns, but I see a hint of a smirk tug his lips.
Dredyn just rolls his eyes at me.
I suppress a chuckle.
Time to focus.
Turning back to Mara, my gaze zeroes in on the prize before me. Her pussy is still flushed and slick from all that’s happened. God, she’s gorgeous. I lean in and inhale softly. The heady scent of her arousal mixed with Jasper’s cum hits me, and I hum in appreciation. I could get drunk on that smell.
Mara’s hips shift self-consciously. “You don’t have to… it’s messy, I?—”
Without letting her finish, I dart forward and lick a slow, broad stripe through her folds, from bottom to top.
Mara’s words dissolve into a strangled cry. Her head falls back to the pillow and her hands fly to grip the sheets. “Oh!”
I smirk against her, my tongue finding that sweet little bundle of nerves and flicking it mercilessly. If she’s worried about a bit of mess, I’ll show her how little it bothers me.
I wrap my arms under her thighs, anchoring her hips in place. Then, I feast.
There’s no other word for it. I delve into her with enthusiasm, licking and sucking up every drop of her and Jasper. My tongue teases her entrance, then slides in as deep as I can, curling to lap her inner walls. Mara practically convulses, a choked sob of pleasure ripping from her throat.
