Page 169 of Chaos At Second Sight

The sight of my bunny doc on her knees for me…

Damn.

I was so hard my pre-cum leaked down the side of my dick.

With anyone else, the old me would have treated this as nothing more than another way to forget myself for a while, but this was Yvaine.

My love.

My bunny.

Her fingers pinched my waistband. “Logan…?”

“Hm?” I blinked. “Right. Pants.” Fucking hard to think, considering all my blood had fled south. “Sometimes your orders are easy to follow.”

Her eyes flicked up. “Too bad you ignore them most of the time.” That sultry little voice.

Like a good boy, I made quick work of getting rid of my sweats and kicked them aside.

Her hand drifted lower, exactly where I wanted it. Fuck, I almost blew inside my boxers that she tugged down in one swift motion until they pooled around my ankles.

My cock sprang free, twitching under the attention of her beautiful eyes.

“Mmm,” she hummed appreciatively.

I moaned. “It’s all for you. You’ve…got me all…worked up.”

She wrapped her hand around me and rubbed the head of my shaft against her parted lips.

I groaned, never wanting this moment to end.

One of my hands gripped the edge of the bed while the other cupped the back of her head as her tongue tickled the sensitive underside of my cock. Yvaine gazed up at me with mock sternness.

“Hands off, baby,” she admonished me.

Goddess, the way she talks to me! I wanted to just pin her to the bed and fuck her into submission. Instead, I held onto the bed as her mouth continued to languidly stroke my cock.

When her lips parted and she took a large portion into her mouth, my eyes rolled back and I fell on to my elbows. “Oh…my…fucking…Goddess.”

The suction and the warmth of her mouth and, most of all, the knowledge that this was her, my soulmate, reduced me to a pleading, pathetic mess. She owned me completely.

Her breathtaking, slightly teary eyes stared up at me, watching me as I moaned in pleasure. With one hand on my balls, the other wrapped around my cock—twitching and throbbing like never before—she sucked me deeper, twisting and gliding.

“Fuck,” I groaned, sinking into the mattress. I arched into her mouth as she found a rhythm.

The thousands of blowjobs I had received in my life were erased from my head (and my cock). Completely. The sparks around my shaft were as magical as this woman.

“Fuck, baby, holy fucking shit.” The wood of the bed frame cracked underneath my grip as her pace drove me fucking wild.

She bit me, teeth grazing my shaft, and I let out a choked growl. She fucking bit my cock, and I fucking loved it!

I looked down at her through hooded eyes as she stared up at me with an evil smirk. “Don’t call me baby,” she said against the tip of my cock.

“Sorry,” was all I could choke out, needing more of her.

“You’re adorable, all worked up,” she teased, breathing on my tip.

I opened my mouth for a smart comeback, but my response was cut short when she plunged me down her mouth, burying a lot of me. The feeling of her throat around me…