“Come,” she says with a crook of her finger.
I obey, and she catches my throat in her clawed hand.
“Kneel.”
She pushes my head down, claws tightening in my hair. I’m already floating, high onher.
Her cock is right there, pink and thick, the knot still blending with the shaft.
Smoky musk surrounds me, and my mouth waters more than it ever has before.
There’s only one thing to do. I lean forward, running my tongue up her shaft, lifting my hands to grip her, burying her cock as deep in my throat as it’ll go.
“Oh, you know exactly where you belong,” Morgan purrs.
Her hips tense, driving her cock further down my throat. I’m deep enough in heat that my gag reflex is nowhere to be found, and the sensation of her filling my throat is everything I didn’t know I needed.
Hot drool overflows my mouth and runs down my chin, and I don’t care. My tongue slides along her length, tasting her knot.
I look up and find her face, and my eyes flutter.
“Fuck,” Morgan hisses. “If you keep looking at me like that, I’m not going to last long.”
The only thing that turns me on more than Morgan’s control is watching her lose it.
I moan around her cock, and she buries deeper until I can’t breathe. I work my tongue under her, begging for more.
“Jesus Christ, Jamie…”
She grabs my hair and pulls me back. I gasp in a breath, then she thrusts into my throat and yanks me down over her cock. I grip her thighs, clinging to keep myself upright, fingers roaming the hard planes of the muscles there.
Morgan’s already losing it, fucking my throat hard, knot swelling just beyond my lips. Her voice turns to a primal growl, and the harder I dig my fingers in, the louder she gets. Drool pours down my neck and chest as my body does everything it can to take her as deep as possible.
My lungs burn, but I don’t want air, I wanther.
Her breath comes faster, harder, and my vision turns to stars. Her claws are so tight in my scalp that pain ripples down my spine—sweet, heady pain.
With a shuddering breath, her cum vein swells under my tongue, and her heat spills down my throat. I swallow with every pulse, drinking of her, until every void is perfectly filled.
I want to be here forever.
Chapter 41
JAMIE
Morgan finally pulls back, and I gasp in a breath, world swirling around me. I’m so dizzy.
Her hands find my arms and steady me, and her voice comes from faraway.
“Jamie. Jamie, are you alright?”
My breathing evens, my vision clears, and the ground steadies beneath me. “Yeah.”
Something warm and wet runs down my back, and I shiver.
Morgan crouches by me. She lifts her hand, and her claws are tipped in red.
She stiffens. “I want too far. I shouldn’t have…”
