Like she’s starved for me, she swallows, then takes my cock into her throat, deep, making me tremble as she sucks and groans. All the while, I’m still fucking between her legs. Still trying not to die from bliss.
I tug at the roots of her hair, pulling her mouth off my dick. Just as needy as she had been, my third form leans down and kisses her.
The sensual, salty taste on her tongue hits me so hard, a ricocheting effect that spears each form, one after the other. It’s the wolf in me. The need to mark what’s mine. To smell and taste nothing but me on her.
Suddenly, her eyelids flutter closed. She gasps, the sound a stuttered inhale, and then cries out my name.
“I’m right here, little bird.” Lifting my head, I capture her mouth with mine. Her pussy clenches my cock in relentless waves as she grinds, pushing my second form’s cock further into her ass at the same time, making restraint ten times more difficult. I could let go. Let go and do it all over again if she could take it. But I don’t think she can.
And so I release, filling her with my pleasure as she comes, my cock pounding through two simultaneous soul-sucking orgasms, spilling all that I am into Nephele Bloodgood’s body.
When it’s over, she lies draped across me like a piece of silk, so languid, I’m not sure she can move. I slip out from beneath her and work at preparing a bath. When it’s ready, I check on her. She’s lying there, fully satiated and spent, staring up at me with a look that grips my heart.
She lets me pick her up, and I carry her to the tub. I sink in behind her and just hold her in the warmth, moving water lazily over her breasts, soothing any aches I can.
“You all right?” I finally say. “You’re awfully quiet.”
“I just had sex with three gods,” she replies. “I’m trying to remember my name.” I laugh, but then she says, “Do that to me always, all right?”
I kiss her temple. “I will certainly try.”
Once the water grows tepid, I dry us both and we crawl back into bed.
“Your maid and guards are going to come looking for you. Hunting the beast that stole their queen.”
She rests her arm across my chest and looks up at me. “Rowena sort of knows not to expect me back. No one will come screaming with pitchforks, I swear. Which means we have an entire night left. Alone.”
I can hardly believe she has a drop of desire left, but she darts her little pink tongue out over my nipple, making me flinch.
“Yes?” she asks, and I realize it’s her turn to learnmybody.
“Yes,” I answer.
She arches a brow and sucks on my nipple, making my cock twitch.
She moves lower, licking and kissing down to the trail of hair beneath my navel. “Yes?”
“Yes,” I answer.
She moves lower still, settling between my legs, and licks the inside of my thigh. “Yes?”
I try, but I cannot swallow the laughter that escapes me. “No. It tickles.”
“Ittickles?” She pins my legs and swirls that wicked tongue along the same spot.
I try to jerk away. “Stop that, you evil, evil woman.”
She smiles so big and so sweetly that it makes my stupid heart swell to bursting. And again, she twists her tongue at my thigh, tickling me to the point I have to scoot up in bed to get away from her.
“She-devil,” I hiss as she follows, crawling toward me, naked and painfully beautiful.
With an arched brow, she grips my erection, that one dainty hand controlling me better than any magick ever has.
“Tell me what you want, “she says with a naughty grin. “And I might give it to you.”
I slide my fingers into her long, silky curls. “I want you to suck my cock,” I answer honestly with more laughter and a resounding groan. “Aren’t you tired? Or are you just doing this to get back at me for something?
She strokes me from root to tip. “Of course, I am. I’m going to show you just how little it takes to bring the God of the White Wolf to his proverbial knees.”
