Total pages in book: 125
Estimated words: 120974 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 605(@200wpm)___ 484(@250wpm)___ 403(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 120974 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 605(@200wpm)___ 484(@250wpm)___ 403(@300wpm)
"I've got you," I murmur, my lips brushing her sensitive flesh as I speak. "Just let me taste you. Let me clean my Princess all up."
I focus on her outer lips first—lapping gently…soothingly—letting her adjust to the deep intimacy of my mouth on her most secret places—what she calls her “forbidden area.” Then I circle her entrance, my tongue-tip—teasing gently.
"Open up, sweetheart," I coax. "Let my tongue in. I'll be gentle. So gentle."
With a shuddering sigh, her body obeys. The tight resistance eases and I’m able to push forward, and the tip of my tongue slips inside her.
As she surrenders to me, the sound she makes is half-sob, half-moan—fucking music to my ears because it speaks of her relief from the pain…and impending pleasure.
Using my Drake’s power—and letting him through enough that I can also use his tongue—I slide deeper, fucking her with it slowly, exploring the hot, velvety channel. I feel his rumble of approval—and his pleasure in tasting the woman we both care for. Not all Drake Shifters have enough control to do a partial Shift and let a part of their Drake come through while they retain their human form, but I’m glad that I worked at it—I’m definitely getting the pay off now.
I can taste the concentrated residue here, and I lick and suck lightly, drawing it out. I curl our tongue, pressing up against her inner walls, seeking the deepest sources of that magical ache.
“Oh, Valen…so deep!” she moans. Her hands fly to my hair, fingers tangling in the long strands—not pushing me away, but holding on as if she's drowning.
"Yes," I growl, my voice muffled against her pussy. "Just like that. baby. Hold on to me. Use me."
The slight sting as she pulls my hair only fuels my hunger. I taste her with more purpose now—my licks becoming longer, my sucks becoming stronger. I alternate between plunging my tongue inside her and swirling it around her clit— which is hard as a little pearl and throbbing against my lips.
"You taste so fucking good," I groan, coming up for air, my chin dripping with her juices. "So sweet and dirty just for me.”
“I…I am?” She’s panting, her hips moving in those tight, needy little circles.
“You are,” I tell her. “And you're taking my tongue so well. Such a good girl, opening this pretty pussy and letting me taste you."
I dive back in, burying my face between her thighs, my nose pressed against her clit as I spear her deeply with my Drake’s tongue, over and over. I’m fucking her—no, we are fucking her with it—and both of us fucking love it.
Her moans are continuous now, rising in pitch to form my name.
"Valen! Oh, Goddess, Valen, please!"
"Please what, baby?" I lift my head, panting. "Tell me."
"Don't stop! It's… it's helping. I just need more!"
A feral grin finds its way to my face.
"All right, baby—I’ll give you more,” I promise. “I know what you need."
I latch onto her clit, sucking it firmly into my mouth as I slide two fingers back inside her, crooking them to find that special spot deep within. I circle the aching little button with my tongue as I fingerfuck her little pussy—giving her exactly what she asked for.
The combination seems to push my curvy Princess over the edge.
“Oh! Oh!” she cries and arches off the bed, her thighs clamping closed around my head, her hands yanking my hair so hard my scalp burns.
I don't care—I fucking love it. Love the pain…the proof of her pleasure. Love the way she’s grinding her hungry little pussy against my mouth, looking for more.
I ride out her climax, my tongue flicking relentlessly, my fingers pumping, until her bucking hips subside and she collapses back onto the mattress, boneless and gasping.
“Ohhh…” she half moans/half whispers. “I…I didn’t know it could…could feel that way.”
“I tried to tell you, Princess.” I give her a wolfish grin as I lick my lips, capturing her juices. “Just think—you could have been riding my face all this time.”
“Valen!” She laughs weakly and makes a shooing gesture at me.
I grin unrepentantly and slowly withdraw, licking my lips and watching her chest heave. Her pussy is glistening, well-licked, and clean of any foreign magic.
I wipe my mouth on the coverlet, and smile at her.
Her eyes are glazed, her lips parted.
"All clean, baby," I tell her, my voice gravelly with satisfaction. "No more ache."
She just stares up at me, breathless and boneless and in her dazed expression, I see no shame—only wonder.
And a hunger that now mirrors my own.
57
IRENA
I feel boneless…I’ve never come so hard in my life. And I know that isn’t saying much—after all, I’ve only started reaching the peak since I met Valen and agreed to let him bite me every night for blood. But still…the pleasure he gave me just now was almost more than I could handle.