“Baby, this isn’t something you need to push through. If you’re not dying to get in my pants, I don’t want it.”
She lets out a small laugh with her eyes closed. I kiss her forehead and start to pull away, but she catches my arm. “Dean, I want this. I promise.”
I drop beside her, turning to face her with a sigh. “Alright, no need to beg, I’ll make your dreams come true.” Her smile falters when I add, “But only after you tell me what scared you.”
She clears her throat, staring at the ceiling to avoid my eyes. “I just… remembered the last time a man was over me like that.” A hollow laugh escapes her. “It’s different in the field when the adrenaline takes over. But here…” she shakes her head. “I didn’t like what it reminded me of.”
She turns back to me, closing the space between us. “I don’t ever want to feel like that with you.”
I brush my knuckles over her cheek, then press a quick kiss to her lips before pulling her on top of me. My hand settles on her stomach as I guide her to sit upright.
If she needs control, I’ll give her all of it.
My Divine spills free, curling around her, brushing along her arms, circling her like it’s drawn to her.
I lift my arms above my head, gripping one wrist with the other. “Tell them to hold me down.”
“What?” She whispers.
“Tell my Divine to hold my arms there. They will never disobey you.”
“Dean…”
“You have all the power here, Hazel. Just like my Divine, I’m at your mercy.”
She watches my Divine circle her, and before she even says the words, it’s already doing her bidding.
She doesn’t realize it yet, but just like my horse and my Divine, everything I have is more hers than mine. Including me.
My essence twists into ropes, wrapping around my wrists and holding them in place.
“Does it hurt?”
“You being that far from my mouth? Yes. It’s tearing me apart.”
She smiles, leaning down to kiss me.
I knew she’d like this. It doesn’t take long for her body to relax over mine. She moves slowly, testing, finding her rhythm as she starts grinding over my hard on, my joggers doing a poor job of hiding how bad I want her.
She pulls back, starting to move lower, but I quickly stop her.
This isn’t about me. and it’s not going to be until I’ve earned every bit of her trust, love, and soul. For now, I’m more than content to worship my mate.
“Hazel.” Her head snaps up at my voice. “You’re going in the wrong direction, baby.” She tilts her head, confused. “Get up here, I want your pretty pussy right here… above my face.”
Her face flushes a deep shade of red I’ve never seen before, and I can’t help but wonder how far that heat spreads. Her thighs tighten around my hips, and as much as I enjoy it, I want them to squeeze around my face more instead.
“Don’t make me beg, Haze. Get rid of those pretty little shorts and get up here.”
She’s nervous as she removes her shorts and shuffles up, but I can almost taste the excitement in the air. She wants this just as much as I do. Hazel grabs the headboard, knuckles turning white as she hovers my face, too far for me to kiss her clit and finally give the orgasm she’s been dreaming about.
“Fates, you’re perfect.” I turn my head, kissing her thigh because it’s all I can reach. “Lower.” My voice comes out rough, strained like I’m dying of thirst. But it’sherI’m starving for.
Hazel shifts, bracing her knees on either side of my face, finally close enough that I can lift my head off the pillow and swipe my tongue from her clit to her cunt in one go.
Her gasp is music to my tears, and she finally lets herself go, sinking lower. I lose myself in my personal Azure.
She’s mine. Mine. Mine. Mine.
