Page 13 of My Forever Bear

Panting, she pulls away from my mouth only to trail hot open-mouthed kisses down my jaw. I grip her plush hips, digging my fingers into the flesh, and groan as I let my head fall back against the headboard. Her tongue makes a wet path down my neck, between my pecs, until she meets my nipple. She swirls her tongue around it before gently biting. I grunt and pull her hips down, seeking friction for my aching cock.

“Fuck, Wren.”

Wet kisses continue down my stomach until she reaches the waistband of my boxer briefs. She palms my hard cock through the thin fabric. Curling her fingers into the waistband, she gives a harsh tug. “Off.” Her voice is soft, but demanding.

I chuckle at her persistence, but happily oblige. Lifting my hips, I slide my boxer briefs off and toss them over the side of the bed.

When I look back at Wren, her face is the picture of shock. Mouth gaping open, eyes the size of saucers.

“Something wrong, Lilac?” I tease.

Sitting back on her heels between my spread thighs, she points at my dick, her hand trembling slightly. “Well,” she chews her lip, “you’re huge, which I’m sure you already know based on the way you’re smirking.”

I quickly drop the smirk from my face and stifle a chuckle. “Go on.”

“And two,” she reaches out, curling her hand around the base of my cock, where a ring of thicker flesh protrudes. An involuntary groan leaves my mouth. Fuck, she feels good.

“What is this?”

“That, baby, is my knot,” I say, grasping her hand in mine and squeezing the donut of sensitive flesh. A burst of pleasure shoots down my legs, fizzling out in the tips of my toes.

“Knot,” she repeats. “What’s it for?”

“So curious. It’s for breeding.” I groan as she squeezes her hand this time. “It locks a shifter to his partner when he wants to impregnate her. It keeps my hot come inside you so it can take hold in your womb.”

Her breathing turns erratic, and she lets out a quiet moan, eyes still locked on where our hands grip my knot.

“Does that turn you on, baby?”

“Y-yeah,” she whimpers, those blue eyes flicking up to meet my gaze. Her pupils are so dilated only a small ring of light blue surrounds them.

I wrap the tail of her messy, braided hair around my fist and pull her face toward my aching cock. She licks her lips with anticipation, staring down at the angry purple head that’s already leaking precome. Her little pink tongue darts out to catch a drop before it can roll down my shaft.

“You like the taste of me, sweetheart?” I groan, urging her on. This time, her hot tongue licks a path around my knot before making her way back up to the head. Licking me like I’m her favorite lollipop. “Mmm,” she moans.

“So good,” I grunt, and tighten my grip in her hair. Gaining some confidence, she twirls her tongue around the head once more, then sucks it into her mouth. Wet heat engulfs my cock, shooting pleasure up my spine. Oh my god, I think I’ve died and gone to heaven.

“Lilac, fuck, your mouth is so warm, so wet,” I praise. “You’re doing so good.”

She keeps sucking, bobbing her head up and down my shaft, trying to fit as much as she can in her mouth. Saliva drips down my shaft, slicking the skin. I’ve never seen anything hotter.

My cock hits the back of her throat, causing her to gag and pull off of me. But, fuck, my girl doesn’t give up. With a devious grin and mischief shimmering in her eyes, she licks the flat of her palm.

She dives back down, using her mouth to suck the top half of my cock while her spit slicked hand works the bottom half. Every so often, she slips her hand around my knot and squeezes.

“Good girl, Wren. Just like that.” I thread my other hand into her messy hair, using both to guide her mouth up and down my shaft. Heavy panting breaths ripple from my mouth, mingling in the air with the slurping, wet sounds of her worshiping my cock.

Spurred on by her soft moans, I gently thrust my hips, pressing my cock further into her hungry mouth. “Holy shit, baby.”

My eyes flutter, overwhelming pleasure filling my veins. I’m so close.

“Yes, baby. You’re sucking me so good.”

Teetering right on the edge of exploding, I look down at her, noticing her other hand has snaked between her legs. Fuck, guess she doesn’t want to miss out on the fun. She starts to rub her index and middle fingers on her clit.

“Does sucking my cock turn you on, Wren?”

A garbled moan leaves her throat. Vibrations run down my cock, causing my thighs to clench in pleasure.

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