When she sighed and tried to lean into him, he pulled away.
Morlie sighed with disappointment.
Chanin folded the bottom half of her shirt up and bared her breasts.
“Um.”
He ignored her hesitant sounds.Her breasts were small, less than his handful, but perfectly shaped and beautiful.Her areolas were a pleasing dark berry with large, mouthwatering nipples.Refusing to deny himself any longer, he lowered his head and took the whole of one of her breasts in his mouth.
Her skin was as soft as he’d imagined.And when he glided the flat of his tongue over her taut peak, his eardrums vibrated with her pleasure-filled crooning.Discovering the sensitivity of her nipples made him wild to hear more of her cries.He continued to suck and flick that tip as he brought a hand to her free breast and palmed the supple curve.On experiment, he plucked and then pinched her nipple.He felt her try and pull away even as she moaned and began to quiver against his mouth.
“Aw...aw.Wait!”
Even as her body bucked and she attempted to vocalize her discomfort, the scent of her desire became thicker and heavier in the air around them.All the signs were there that Morlie powered toward an orgasm.Not all women were aroused by or climaxed from pain’s sting, but it seemed that his mate was one of the few who did.
He switched breasts and soothed the ache of her nipple with soft strokes of his tongue and tenderly palmed her damp breast.
Her moans became low and relief filled as her body appeared to settle into the gentle caresses.
It was just what he waited for before he squeezed her wet nipple hard between his thumb and index finger, then pulled until it stretched out from her body.
“Chanin!”she called out his name as her body quaked against his greedy mouth and hand.
Over and over and over again, he tortured one taut tip while he laved the other with sensual tenderness.Soon, the dichotomy of his taunting had Morlie screaming and bucking as she came.
He held her waist and licked up, over, and around both her breasts until she was only whimpering.
When he began to plant kisses down her stomach as he lowered himself to his knees before her, she shook her head.“I don’t think...I can’t take—”
“Yes, mate, you can.”He ran his hand along the top of her skirt.“You have done so well.Just a little more.Show me your pleasure one more time.”
Morlie’s head was bent forward, her chin resting on her chest.
“Can you do that for me, little bunny?”
She opened her dreamy eyes and looked at him.She took a slow breath and then let it out loud with a determined brightness in her eyes.“Okay...”
He winked at her.He offered her some relief and lifted first one leg, then her other up and over his shoulders.As her thighs settled on him, he expected Morlie to release her hold on the branch, but she did not.
But she closed her eyes again as if preparing for his next onslaught.
Chanin prepared himself, too.He readied himself to taste the prize he’d visualized burying his face against—Morlie’s pussy.
Reaching over one of her thighs, he grabbed the hem of her skirt and tucked it into the top of her waistband and out of his way.He stared at her cream-coated thighs and her wet, swollen sex before him.If his cock wasn’t hard enough before from kissing, touching, and sucking her, it could hammer spikes into a boulder about now.
He had the urge to reach down and stroke his stiff shaft until he came, shooting his load all over the dried leaves and broken twigs that covered the hard-packed dirt floor.But now was for his mate, for him to show her what she could expect over a lifetime with him and paint his skin with her scent.
Her scent.Fuck, her spicy, sweet musk smelled so good.Chanin promised himself not to let another day go by that he didn’t have his face between her thighs drinking it in.
He growled in agreement.
The short tuft of dark hair concealed her pussy from him, and he ached to part it with his thumbs and reveal her clit to him.Once he got her to his bed, he’d ensure all the lights were on, and he’d splay her wide and ensure no part of her hid from him.
Cupping her bare ass in his hands, he brought her forward until she was right where he wanted her—needed her.Turning his head right first, he licked up and around her thigh, cleaning every single drop of her essence from her skin.Her delectable taste bloomed on his tongue.
Fuuuck.
His wolf let out a spine-tingling, heart-rocking howl inside of him.
