The smile Erin gives me melts my heart. It’s pure joy and excitement. “Really?”
“Really. I think that’s an excellent call to keep our people safe until we can rid our waters of the Leviathan. I’ve spoken to the siren mages, and they will continue to strengthen the sound barrier. That, coupled with your suggestion, is our best chance at keeping our people safe.” I trail my hand down her back soothingly. “Your people are in debt to your brilliance.”
“Just my people?” she asks coyly, trailing a hand down my chest.
The fire reignites within me, feeling every inch of her touch. “Your husband as well.” I roll over, capturing Erin underneath me. Her legs spread for me so I can settle easily between them. “Do you wish for me to show you how thankful I am, my queen?”
Again, Erin bites her lip, but this time, I lean down and suck it into my mouth. We moan in unison, her body responding to mine as she arches into me. “I wouldn’t be opposed,” she says, almost breathlessly.
“You know, the first time I had my tentacle inside your pussy, I was jealous.” I kiss down her chest, stopping to kiss both nipples through her shirt. Even covered, I feel the hard nubs.
“J-jealous? Of what?” she asks.
I continue my descent to her form-fitting pants that save little for the imagination. Every dip and curve of her body is on full display, though the mound of her pussy is hidden behind the black material. “Jealous of the fact that it wasn’t my tongue fucking his queen. Not knowing what you taste like.”
“Allarick…” she moans, reaching for me. I catch her wrist in my hand, gently stroking her palm with my thumb.
“I’m going to feast on this pussy, Wife. If you want me to stop, tell me now.” I wait for her to push me away. Wait for her to tell me no.
She doesn’t.
I smirk.
“Good girl. Now, put your arms above your head. Hold on to the headboard. Can you do that for me?”
Erin obeys my command. I let her hand go, and she shivers. Her arms go above her head, and she grips the bedpost, chest heaving in what I hope is anticipation. For a moment, I allow myself to wonder what it would be like to have her tied to the bed. Would she let me? Trust me enough?
It’s something I want to explore later on.
My thumb hooks in the waistband of her pants. “Consider this an apology also. For working late hours and spending little time with my new wife.” In one swift motion, I have her pants pulled down, exposing her entirely. Her pussy gleams with her eagerness.
“This is the only way I’ll accept apologies,” she says breathlessly.
I chuckle low in the back of my throat, parting her legs. “Noted.” The scent of her pleasure hits me, and I groan. I’m a starving man with no patience. I grab her thighs, keeping her spread for me, but I flick my tongue out and lick up her seam.
The strangled moan that leaves Erin’s lips spurs me on. I lap at her wetness, her tangy taste coating my tongue. I’m a man undone. The need to hear her moan and make her come on my face is strong. “You taste so good, sweet girl.”
“I do?”
“Delicious. Has no one ever told you that before?” I remove one hand from her thigh to part her folds.
Erin blushes. “Uhm, no. No one has… James didn’t like…”
I stop what I’m doing and gaze up at her. “Knowing that no one has feasted on this pussy is criminal. But I can’t deny that I love being the only one who has tasted you.”
Before she can respond, I suck her clit into my mouth. Her hips jerk up, and she grinds her sweet pussy against me. I tease her with my tongue, eating her out in earnest. Erin moans, and her hand comes back down to rest on the back of my head.
I stop immediately. “Hands on the headboard frame, beautiful,” I remind.
“I want to touch you, Allarick,” she whines, and I’m tempted to give in. But my need and desire for her complete obedience overwhelm me.
“And you will. But not now. Headboard, sweet girl. Now,” I say gently yet firmly.
Erin pouts but ultimately listens to me. “You’re a bossy apologizer.”
“I like to think I’m athoroughapologizer,” I punctuate my words with another lick to her seam. Erin moans and tries to close her legs, but I keep her spread wide.
My cock is hard, needing to feel her stretched around me. I remind my dick that this isn’t about me. This is about my wife. She can come on my cock later.
