CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
Three weeks later
– FOSCA –
The feel of Sevrin’s hands stroking my legs, his hot breath on my pussy, tongue sliding through my folds.Best way to wake up if you ask me.I groan, but keep my eyes closed as I slide my fingers through his hair.
“Such a sweet and tight pussy,” Sevrin rumbles against my center and slides a thick finger inside me.
I tilt my pelvis, seeking more friction from his tongue, his fingers, his mouth...I feel him everywhere.Completely surrounded by pleasure, warmth, and adoration.Sevrin has mastered the art of giving me exactly what I need.
“Yes,” I breathe.“More.”
He keeps pumping his fingers inside me, curling to seek my sweet spot.The one he always finds to throw me over the edge.
“And you’ll get more.My cock fucking you deep, but only if you come all over my tongue first.”His words are spoken against my center, giving me the extra vibration and heated breath.
I glance down at my mate, the man who has been overwhelmingly sweet, caring, and protective the past few weeks.His dominating eyes are pinning me in place, desire clearly staring back at me.
His teeth graze my clit, sending pulses of pleasure throughout my body.I make sure to have both hands on his head, keeping his mouth on my pussy as I grind it hard against his face.I’m taking my pleasure, guiding him exactly where I need it.
I gulp in a deep breath and let the bliss overtake me as I moan, “Sevvvvrrriiiin.”
My eyes fall shut, my limbs become boneless as I sag against the mattress.My pussy clenches with the tremors of my fading orgasm when he pulls his fingers out of me.Crawling up my body, after taking a moment to feather kisses on my belly, he stares down at me with a smirk tugging that wickedly sinful mouth of his.
“Love that sweet pussy.It’s the only one I dream of,” he rumbles.
I place my hand on the back of his neck to pull him closer and right before I taste myself on his tongue I let him know, “And I love your cock, it’s the only one I’ll ever want and need.”
“Good.’Cause it’s the only one you’ll ever have,” he grunts and enters me in one hard thrust.
I moan at the sudden invasion and wrap my arms and legs tightly around him.He starts to fuck me with long hard strokes, groaning each time he bottoms out.The sweet tingles in my lower belly start to build.
Latching on to his neck, I suck a sliver of his skin into my mouth.He grunts harder and places a hand on my hip to keep me in place.
Rooting himself balls-deep inside me he whispers beside my ear, “That’s it.Squeeze me with that tight pussy I love more than anything.”
Without thinking, I clench my inner walls and he moans in appreciation.I expect him to start thrusting again, but instead he pulls out, easily flips me over on all-fours, and enters me from behind.
Hands on my hips, he keeps me steady as he drives himself inside me over and over again.I’m clawing at the mattress, needing...wanting...craving release.I try to shove back on his dick, wanting some form of control, but it’s useless.Sevrin is the one determining how and when my pleasure will hit.
My breath catches when he sneaks one hand between my legs.Feathering a touch over my clit, merely grazing it.Shit.Why the freaking torture.
“Please,” I whimper and the idiot chuckles.
“No coming for my woman until I’m ready to come right along with you.There’s nothing better than having you squeeze the cum right from my balls, sweet thing.”
