Chapter 19 #2
“That’s it,” he agreed, his eyes glittering as they reflected the stars.
Rising to his knees, he rubbed his still-hard cock while watching me before tucking it into his pants.
I couldn’t help but mewl in protest, even though I should have expected that.
His hand palmed my hip, squeezing gently but firmly, and that warm pressure made me feel owned.
Stroking me with his other hand, he traced my body, brushing my scales until I was all sensation and desire, aching for him.
Wetness gushed from my slit—a mixture of his pearly-white seed and my own dew.
He zeroed in on that instantly, his eyes locking on my front as his mouth curled into a satisfied grin.
Swirling his fingers through the moisture, he raised them to his mouth and licked.
Again, he did something bizarre—something I should find wrong or disgusting—yet my body responded instantly, igniting with fire.
Moaning, my hips twisted up toward him, silently begging him to do it again. And he did.
Leaning forward, he grabbed my hips in both hands, hauling me toward his face, and he dragged his tongue through my folds with a deep, rumbling groan of pleasure.
“Fuck, Sazzie, you taste so good. We taste so good together.” He licked and licked, lapping until he’d gathered everything, and still, he licked.
My body was on fire, ready to explode. I was so close, and yet I couldn’t tumble—not until he pressed two fingers deep into me and sucked on the sensitive nub of nerves at the same time.
***
Reid
Lying beneath the stars on a soft bed of moss, my mate curled in my arms, her tail wrapped around my legs, things couldn’t be better.
I’d slept a few hours, lightly dozing with my senses wide open, but nothing had disturbed us.
Khawla was still out cold, but I could hear the steady thud of his heart.
All was well, and I was finally starting to relax.
Bitter Storm probably had far too much chaos on its hands to care about us.
With dawn brightening the sky in beautiful colors, I contemplated what Zathar would think when I returned to Haven with his little sister in tow.
Did Naga brothers get protective of their sisters?
Somehow, I very much doubted that. But he might worry she was a threat to the human ladies.
Preposterous—and I’d soon convince him of that.
If there was one thing I was certain of, it was that Zathar was a reasonable guy.
“Morning, mate,” Sazzie breathed against my neck at that moment, and my thoughts returned solidly to the here and now.
Okay, not entirely—I definitely flashed back to the sexy way Sazzie had ridden me last night, or how she’d tasted when she came on my tongue.
Immediately, my cock went stiff as a board, pressing against my pants so tightly it ached.
When my pretty angel flicked out her tongue, her eyes growing wide, I knew she knew I was aroused.
I began to rise, propping myself up on my elbows, but she caught me with a palm on my chest. “No, wait,” she said, then averted her eyes, glancing down.
Acting shy, was she? Instantly intrigued, I froze, waiting to see what she’d do.
My reward took a minute, but then she slipped down my body and brushed her fingers over my belt buckle.
I helped her undo it, hissing with pleasure as she gently freed my hard cock.
“Can I… Is it…” She trailed off, looking embarrassed, and that was so freaking hot that I couldn’t speak for a moment.
“You want to lick my cock, angel? You want to suck my dick into your warm, wet mouth? Is that what you want?” I said, mouth dry and voice raw with desire.
If she said yes, I was going to combust on the spot.
Her azure eyes glowed when they met mine, her mouth dropping open.
My cock twitched in her hand, responding to that look.
Then she licked her bottom lip and nodded, dark blue coloring her cheekbones in dramatic stripes.
Yes, the battle flush—definitely also simply a blush or a sign of arousal.
I knew my girl now. Naughty angel. She wanted to do exactly as I said, but she was too shy to move.
Inhaling deeply, I drew her hot, aroused scent into my lungs.
“Do it, take me in your mouth, Sazzie,” I said, and the command jerked her into motion.
Oh, yeah, she was perfect for me. She loved it when I got bossy.
She ducked, and her mouth closed around the thick, mushroom-shaped head of my cock.
I saw stars when she sucked and shouted when I felt the press of her dainty fangs and the long curl of her tongue around my shaft. “Fuck! That’s so good, angel.”
My hips bucked toward her—a reflex I barely managed to restrain before I risked choking her.
She mewled, as if she liked it, sinking deeper down on my shaft with her mouth.
I stared, entranced, because holy crap, Sazzie could take way more of me into her warm mouth than I had expected.
No gag reflex, just pure heat and tight warmth.
I came so fast and so hard that I had no time to warn her, my seed shooting down her throat in thick spurts, her name shouted so loudly it could probably be heard miles away.
When the pleasure began to ebb, she raised her head from my cock with a sucking noise, her wide grin so pleased. “Ah, I love you, Sazzie,” I told her fervently. Then I dragged her into my arms and returned the favor, eagerly rewarding her for the pleasure she’d given me.