Page 79 of Bewitchingly Hers


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I groaned, watching her dip her fingers inside her entrance. “Fuck, baby. I want you to ride my face.”

Her lips formed a smalloas I laid down on my back, helping guide her onto my mouth. Her thighs rested on either side of my head, but she was hovering above me, like she was hesitant to suffocate me. I didn’t care about that, though—I’d do anything for this woman.

“Sit,” I commanded her, gripping her thighs before pulling her down so all of her weight rested on me, every bit the alpha wolf who wanted to take care of my mate. “Let me taste that sweetness, sugar.”

The first taste of her on my tongue was always like heaven, and I moaned as I lapped at her entrance before burying my tongue inside her warm cunt, thrusting it inside of her as she rocked her hips against my face. My fingers dug into her thighs, and each time she let out a cry, all it did was spur me on. She was moving frantically, and I knew she was close when she whined my name as I feasted on her pussy.

Fuck, she was perfect, and all mine. I hummed against her clit as a flood of release coated my face, flattening my tongue over her entrance and drinking it all up as she rode out her orgasm.

Without warning, I lifted her up, moving her down my body and lining up my cock with her entrance before sinking inside of her.

“Oh,” she gasped, splaying her hand over her stomach, like she could feel where I was buried inside of her. “Fuck. Barrett.” Eryne tightened around me. “You feel so good.”

I pumped into her from below as she rocked her hips, bouncing on my cock as we both worked ourselves higher and higher. Sliding my hands up her thighs, I gripped them tight, helping her move up and down on my length before adjusting our positions and laying her on her back, allowing me to take over. Blinded by lust, I couldn’t help but thrust with abandon, rutting inside of her.

“Baby, please,” she cried, dropping her head back. “I’m so…” She let out another moan. “I’m so sensitive.”

Reaching down to suck her nipple into my mouth, I circled it with my tongue, lavishing both sides with equal attention. My little vixen wrapped her arms around my back, digging into myskin with her freshly painted fingernails, and I cursed, feeling my knot inflating.

I pulled out before I could come, squeezing my dick as she practically panted watching me fisting my cock. “What do you want, mate?” I asked her as I slowly pumped my dick.

“Your knot.” She fluttered her eyelashes as she cupped her tits, biting her lip as she looked up at me. “Please.”

Humming, I positioned my head between her thighs and nipped at her skin. I wondered what it would be like to mark her here, too. To have my bite all over her body, some of them just for us.

Her eyes were heated as I looked up at her, licking and sucking everywhere except where she wanted it. Finally, when neither of us could take it any longer, I dragged my tongue through her entrance once more. “I need another one,” I told her. “Let me feel you come on my fingers.” I pushed one, then a second, finger in her entrance, her wet cunt clinging to me, sucking me in.

“I can’t,” she cried, shaking her head as I crooked them inside of her, massaging her insides gently. “I can’t come again.”

“You can,” I said, circling her clit with my tongue as I pressed on top of her stomach with one hand, my fingers pumping inside of her. “You can give it to me.”

She whimpered.

“Be a good girl and I’ll give you my knot,” I told her, blowing on her clit before sucking on it again. “I just need you to come for me one more time first. Get all messy for me, sugar.”

I kept up my ministrations, fucking her with my fingers as I circled that sensitive bundle of nerves with my tongue over and over, keeping one hand pressed over her womb. With gentle pressure, I built her up higher and higher, her breathy noises turning into cries.

“Ohmygods,” she let out. “Fuck. Barrett.”

I just kept licking her through it, tasting her orgasm on my tongue, watching the expression on her face as she let go. She collapsed on the bed, chest heaving as she came down from the high. Sitting up, I pulled my fingers out of her, wrapping my hand around my dick to coat my skin in her release. I hoped sex between us would never stop being this explosive. That I’d never stop having this desperate need to be inside of her, this overwhelming desire to knot her, over and over.

“Roll over,” I told her.

“Hm?” She asked, blinking up at me with those pretty blue eyes, .

I ran my fingers through my hair, pushing it back off my forehead. “I’m going to knot you now, just like I promised, baby.”

Grabbing her ankle, I spun her around, giving me that perfect view of her backside.

Eryne laid her head against the bed, her ass high in the air, arching her back. I coated my cock in her slick before plunging into her again, slamming to the hilt.

She was so wet that every thrust inside of her I could hear it, her arousal dripping out of her pussy.

It was rough and messy and perfect.

“Going to fill you up, my mate,” I promised, squeezing her ass as I snapped my hips against her. “Need to keep you so full of my cum that it keeps dripping out of you. To keep you bred until you’re all round and carrying our child.”

Eryne let out a moan.