I brought over the teacup, and she went onto her elbow to take it.
“Baanye,” I told her gruffly. “I’ve taken a lot of your blood.”
Maybe even too much. I had to learn to be less greedy when it came to her.
“You needed it,” she answered, peering at me over the rim with those warm eyes, framed by dark, curling lashes. She took a sip of herbaanye, pulling a small face at the bitter taste. “And Ekor said it was all right, remember?”
Ekor told us that pregnant women naturally had more blood in their bodies. He thought thebaanyewasn’t necessary while Erina was pregnant…but I wasn’t taking any chances.
“Keep drinking it,” I told her, dropping to my knees beside the bed, catching her startled cry when I tugged on her legs, dragging her toward me. “I want it all gone by the time I make you come on my tongue.”
A shuddered gasp escaped her when I draped her legs over myshoulders, when I licked at the seam of her cunt, still hot and slick from the three times I’d taken her tonight.
She nearly spilled the tea, managing to keep it balanced at the last moment. But then she struggled to get away, and I growled, latching my arms around her hips to keep her place.
“I haven’t washed and?—”
I growled again, the sound vibrating through her, her eyelids fluttering shut for a brief moment. “You think Ifuckingcare?”
“N-No,” she whispered.
“Drink,” I ordered her. When she took a small sip immediately, I rewarded her with a gentle suckle at the sensitive little bud of her clit, making her gasp, nearly choking on the tea, her thighs giving a tremble around me. “Mmm, the things I’m going to do to you,kyrana. All the wicked things I’ve only dreamed of.”
Her eyes burned into mine, thebaanyesloshing in the cup when she shifted on the bed. I slid my hand over her growing belly, up to her breasts, tweaking and teasing one of her nipples, which I’d learned she’d liked. She groaned, her hips twitching, and I smelled a fresh flood of her arousal.
My mouth watered for her, and I lapped at her pussy, nearly smirking when she took another dutiful sip of her tea. She was so expressive, every flash of pleasure, every new sensation that flooded her right there for me to see.
She’d been untouched before me. This was all new to her. Every slow, lingering stroke of my tongue. Every gentle suckle of her lips, of her clit. Every teasing thrust as I fucked her with my fingers.
I felt her toes curl against my wings. I didn’t need to look down between my legs to know that my cock was dripping pre-come all over the rug. It bobbed and twitched with every sound she made, her pleasure becoming my own.
I feasted on her until she was squirming, a steady tumble of “Oh, gods” and moans of “Yes, Kaldur” from her throat.
She was getting close. I could feel it. She nearly went flyingover the edge when I got a little too greedy, momentarily losing myself in her taste and sounds. But I managed to pull back at the last moment, her frustrated cry my reward.
“You want to come, my love?” I asked.
“Yes!”
Gods, didn’t she know what that little growl did to me? My normally sweet and even-tempered mate, growling at me to make her come. Demanding little thing. I would show her just how greedy she could be with me. I’d give her anything she wanted.
“Finish thebaanye,” I purred, unable to help myself as I wrapped my fist around my cock, giving it a rough, teasing pump that sent tingles zipping down my spine, right between my wings. My eyes nearly rolled back. I grunted, “Then I’ll let you come.”
She tipped back the cup, a couple big swallows left and it was likely unpleasant by now, cooled down.
But I teased her clit, flicking it back and forth with my tongue, just enough pressure to keep her on the edge without actually letting her tip over it.
She groaned and squirmed, her thighs tightening around my head, but she swallowed down the rest of the tea and even showed me her empty cup.
“Happy now?” she asked, voice guttural, a hint of a glare on her expression that made my cock twitch.
“Extremely,” I said, taking the cup from her and placing it safely to the floor.
She fell back onto the bed with a soft huff, likely thinking I would tease her again.
But I didn’t. The moment she fell back, I was ravenous and determined, focused on one thing and one thing only.
A strangled sound escaped her when I lapped and suckled at her clit like I was fucking starved. She jerked as I teased the entrance of her pussy with the knuckle of my index finger, justenough pressure to keep her aware. I would stretch her there…when she took my knot.
