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I’m going to finish in her hand, and soon. No one warned me about that.
She stops, and my hips don’t.
“Rauk.” She goes up on her toes and pulls my cock down between her legs. She rubs the head of it through how wet she is, up over her clit and back, and then she holds me right where my fingers were. “I want your cock in me. Now.”
I want it too. One push and I’d be inside her. I want it so badly the claws in the bark go deeper.
Among my people, a man lies with his mate. My father told me that before I was old enough to care, and I never had any trouble keeping to it until now. But she isn’t my mate. She’s an alpha wolf’s sister, and he’s walking my valley looking for her, and I haven’t asked her for anything. I’ve no right to.
“No.”
She goes still, with the head of me held against her, and I get the rest of it out. “Not yet.”
Her thumb moves once and stops. “Not yet. Is there a reason, or does that go with the rest of the things you won’t explain?”
That one I can answer.
“When I have you that way, I mean to have all of you. I won’t do it by halves under a tree.”
She looks at me long enough that my ears go back. She comes down off her toes.
“That’s very old-fashioned.”
“I am very old.”
She laughs, and it shakes down her arm into her hand, which doesn’t help me at all.
“All right. Not yet.” She tugs my fur until I bend, and she kisses the corner of my mouth beside the fang. Then she lets go of me and gets down on her knees on the wet stone, with her good hand on my hip for balance.
I don’t understand it until her face is level with my cock. Then I do, and my legs nearly go.
She wouldn’t.
She looks up at me with the rain running off her chin. Her hand comes off my hip and closes around my balls, and she puts her tongue flat against the base of my cock and licks all the way up the underside of it to the head, watching me while she does it.
Hitto.
Perkele.
Look at her. On her knees in the rain with her hair stuck to her face and water running off her nipples, my cock on her tongue and her eyes on mine. Two hundred years, and I’ve never seen anything so beautiful.
I’ve had her hand there. Her tongue’s hotter, and slower, and she’s taking her time about it on purpose.
Don’t move. Don’t move. Hold the tree.
She licks me again, the whole length, and when she gets to the head she licks the wet off the slit and makes a noise about the taste, a pleased one.
I make a worse one.
She’s tasting me. I’ve tasted her twice now and never once thought she’d want to—
Then she goes lower. She pushes my cock up out of her way with her hand, and licks my balls, one and then the other, and takes one into her mouth and sucks on it.
I make a sound I’ve never made in my life. My knees go, and the claws of my hands are the only thing keeping me on my feet. I didn’t know anyone did that.
She lets it go with a wet sound, licks the other, and comes back up the length of me with my balls still cupped in her palm, rolling them, slow. By the time her tongue reaches the head again I’m leaking onto it, and she licks that off too and looks up at me.
I’m not going to survive this.
