Chapter 24
Together at last.
Cincin meowed at me and Wyn when we entered, but I didn’t stop to even glance in her direction. I needed the man in front of me. I’d waited so long for him, and now I would never let him go. I cupped the nape of his neck and drew his lips to mine.
Wyn moaned and licked the seam of my mouth. He wasn’t one for preambles or slow fucking, as I was finding out, which surprised me, but I would adjust. Besides, I desired Wyn more than anyone before. He was the last person I would ever desire like this, and I was more than alright with that.
His scaled tongue twirled around mine, making me moan, and I pressed against him so our bodies were flush. His hard cock jutted into my thigh while mine bumped his stomach. Wyngrowled into my mouth and attacked me in earnest. The kiss was frantic and hard, more teeth and tongue. It was as if we were trying to consume each other. With a grunt, Wyn fisted the hem of my shirt, tugging and pulling me toward the bedroom. I growled and shoved him into the wall.
He jolted with a moan, his cock hard against my thigh and his claws digging into my lower back. I ripped my mouth from his and bit his throat before licking it. Wyn whimpered, tilting his head to the side to give me even more room, which I planned to take full advantage of. I bit him again, and he started to hump my thigh, rubbing his cock on me to find the friction he clearly craved.
I bathed and licked his neck, nibbling and biting upward until I reached his ears. Taking the lobe into my mouth, I sucked on it, and Wyn clawed at my waist.
“Monqilcolnen,” he breathed.
With a sharp tug on the stud in his ear, I pulled off with a pop. “What do you want?”
He wiggled against me.
Pressing my lips against his ear, I demanded in a low voice, “You have to tell me.”
“I want you to fuck me.”
“More.”
“I want your cock inside me,” he whispered.
“And?”
“I want you to fuck me until I’m begging for release.”
I kissed the delicate point of his tapered ear and relished the subsequent shudder that went down his spine. I took the tip into my mouth and laved my tongue over it, slowly. Wyn whined and trembled in my embrace. Not rushing, I sucked and licked, teasing the sensitive point until he was yanking on my shirt and whimpering.
Knocking his chin up so he faced me, I ordered, “Take off your clothes. Now.”
Wyn wasted no time in ripping his shirt off, and I suppressed a moan at the sight of his lithe body. His light purple scales covered his lean muscles. His dark purple nipples were hardened into tight peaks. I couldn’t stop my fingers from dragging down his chest, and Wyn groaned, his head going back and revealing the alluring knot in his throat.
Crystal, he was lovely. I’d never seen another person in my entire life who was as pretty as he was, nor one who called to me as he did. I adored everything about him, and I couldn’t wait to explore his body as well as learn about his past and who he was.
My fingertips brushed the waistband of his trousers, and he shivered under the gentle touch. Wyn’s scales were so delicate and smooth against mine, but they also scraped in the most perfect fashion. I bit the knot in his throat, tugging him flush against me with a firm yank on his hip while I coiled my tail around his.
“You are lovely,” I whispered.
Wyn smiled. “I am aware.”
“Arrogant, are you?” I nipped his jaw, and he jumped, but his cock twitched in his trousers. I licked the same spot, bathing it fully. “Take off your trousers and let me look at you.”
He shuffled out of the rest of his clothes, leaving him utterly bare in front of me while I was still fully clothed. Something about that dynamic was so arousing. Wyn must have agreed, because his cock was hard and dripping. For me. His cock was proportional to his body, but it was plenty thick with just the slightest curve. The tapered crown was wide, and his balls were nice and round. The scales on his cock and sack appeared so soft I wanted to rub my cheek against him.
The longer I stared at him, the harsher his breath grew, but not once did he try and hide from me.
I smirked with a confidence I didn’t feel. How was I supposed to do this? Did I even want to degrade him? I needed to at least try. “Are youthatdesperate for me? You’re dripping all over yourself.”
Wyn whimpered.
I dragged a finger over the length of his shaft, the wetness gathering on my fingertip. “Needy thing, aren’t you?”
“Yes. For you.”
