Page 24 of Bones
“I want to taste you here,” I growl, sliding a talon through her wet folds. She’s dripping with arousal, her lips swollen and her clit poking out.
She gasps and I bring my coated finger to my mouth, groaning as I lick my finger clean.
“I’m going to feast on your pussy until you’re screaming my name.”
I can’t wait a second more. I slide my talons under her ass, lifting her to the edge of the bed and pushing her flat. Sloan’s fingers have slid off my shoulders and are gripping the bedding. She instinctively goes to close her legs but I force them open with agrowl. I push her knees towards her chest and bring my snout to her pussy.
I inhale her arousal, feeling drunk on the heady scent. Then, I run my tongue from the bottom to the top, gathering her essence.
“Fuck!” Sloan’s hips buck. “Fuck, Bones!”
“You taste fucking delicious,” I tell her, spreading her pussy lips with my thumbs. She’s pink and glistening, and my cock jumps. Soon, I promise it.
“Please,” she begs, her hands gripping my horns. I shudder at her small but fierce grip, wishing her hands were on my cock instead. Will one of her hands even be able to wrap around it? I don’t give a fuck so long as she’ll touch me.
I dive back in, determined to taste every inch of her. I lick her and suck on her lips, nibbling the sensitive skin around her opening. I thrust my tongue into her pussy and her body bows. I release her knees, tossing her legs over my hunched shoulders. Her muscles contract around my tongue and her grip on my horns tightens. I can’t get enough of her taste.
“Yes! Fuck, yes, Bones,” she cries.
My talons dig into the flesh of her ass as I bury my snout against her. “Come for me,” I tell her. “Give me your pleasure.”
I suck her clit into my mouth, rolling my tongue over and around the sensitive bundle of nerves. Her thighs tremble and her heels dig into my back. I flick my tongue back and forth and her whole body locks up.
“Bones!” she screams and I can’t stop the feral growl of pleasure that comes from me.
“Again,” I growl. Once is not enough for me. I want to wring pleasure from her until she’s weak.
I’m ruthless, using my tongue and fingers, not giving her a moment to rest or recover. I take care with my talons but she doesn’t seem to notice. Or if she does, she doesn’t care. It takes a few minutes but her thighs quiver and her grip on my horns tightens.
“That’s it, baby.” I press the pad of my thumb against her clit, rubbing the nub back and forth. This time I lift my eyes to her face, needing to see her shatter when I make her come again. “Look at me. I want you to see who is making you come.”
Her eyes open and I growl with satisfaction as I twist and pump my fingers inside of her. She’s so fucking tight, the pressure around my fingers making me desperate for my cock.
“Come for me, Sloan,” I command.
Her back arches and her thighs strain against me.
A scream tears from her mouth before going silent, her body shaking with her orgasm. I’m transfixed, my own arousal climbing, and I wonder if I could get off just watching her. The seed dripping down my cock tells me I absolutely could.
Sloan’s orgasm finally subsides and her legs go slack.
“Oh god, Bones,” she gasps, her hands sliding off of me and collapses to the bed. “Fuck.”
“You’re not done, little mate,” I say, shifting her so that I can climb onto the bed, keeping her legs on my shoulders. I wrap my hand around the base of my cock, using my thumb and forefinger to squeeze tight.
Mate. Yes. The bond is forming in my chest. There’s no denying it anymore. It doesn’t matter what Reaper thinks. It doesn’t matter what any-fucking-one thinks. Sloan is mine. Mine to protect. Mine to cherish.
Mine to claim.
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SLOAN
There is no way on Earth that Bones’ cock is going to fit in me.
I’m sure as Hell going to enjoy trying though.
I giggle at the ridiculous thought.
