Page 11 of Flight Risk

Then his mouth closed around my length. My hips bucked. I wanted more of me down his throat, but he backed off once I moved.

“You can come anytime, mate. Let’s take the edge off so I can really spoil you.”

Oh, fuck. He was going to kill me. I’d died and gone to heaven. My hands were buried in his hair as he worked up and down my length. His fingers teased around my rim. I whined with need.

The sounds I made were a plea, a command, a demand. I needed everything he had to give. The slurp of his tongue and lips as he reached the tip of my cock drove me wild. He sucked me down like a man starving and I was the last morsel of food.

My hips jerked, forcing my cock deeper down his throat.

Tav never once balked at the movement. He took it all in stride. His tongue laved over the velvety softness of my length until cum was pouring down his throat and dribbling down his chin. HIs eyes rolled back as if my spend was life-giving.

“Fuck, Tav. I need you. Inside me. Now!”

Tav’s gaze met mine. His mouth glistened with the evidence of my spend. His eyes narrowed, the heat in them evident. There was something feral in his gaze as he licked the last of my cum from his lips and growled. “You’re going to get what you asked for, mate.”

He stood quickly, then reached for me. He lifted me effortlessly and moved me up the bed so that my head rested on the pillows.

Then he covered my body with his. He settled between my thighs, pushing them open.

HIs cock was positioned at my entrance, and I wiggled to get closer to him. I needed him inside me more than I needed air. The need in me was indescribable, like I might perish if he didn’t fuck me right now.

“You’re breathtaking, Kier. So gorgeous the way you respond to me.”

“Make me yours, dragon. I need you.”

He surged forward, filling my body with his thick cock. The pleasure that rocked through my entire body took me by surprise. It wasn’t pain, it was exquisite torture. Evey inch of him slid inside, stretching me to the brink. My walls instinctively clenched around him, and my legs locked around his hips to draw him deeper.

“You’re mine, wolf. My mate, my love. My everything.”

I didn’t know what brought me closer to coming, his words or the way his cock filled me with each thrust of his hips. Tav pumped into me, again and again. Each time his cock grazed over my prostate, my dick jerked with the need to come again.

“You’re incredible, my mate. I’ve wanted this for so long.” Tav kissed the corner of my eyes, my cheeks, down my neck until his lips locked on my collarbone and he sucked.

My hips jerked, and I let out a whine. “Holy hell, Tav. Harder! More!”

I didn’t know if I wanted more of his lips or more of his cock, but he responded with both. I’d be marked later. Inside and out, I’d show the results of our lovemaking. I couldn’t complain. I wanted to be marked by him. If I had it my way, the results of our lovemaking would be branded on my body for all to see. Everyone would know that he was mine and I was his.

I pressed back against him, begging for more, simultaneously wanting to come, but not wanting any of this to end.

Tav gripped my hips. His fingertips pressed against my flesh. With a growl that shook the walls, he leaned forward and captured my lips with his. Then his hips jerked and hot cum filled my channel. Our bodies moved together, drawing out our orgasm like a synchronized symphony of our pleasure.

Eventually, Tav’s arms couldn’t hold him up any longer and he collapsed beside me. His softening cock slipped from my hole, and I whined at the emptiness.

He pulled me close, enveloping me in his warmth. “Give me a minute, love. I’ll clean us up and get this room stocked with supplies we’ll need.”

“Supplies?” The fog of my desire for him lifted. Yet the need didn’t go away. Would it ever?

“Yes. We’ll need water. Clean towels. I don’t know what else, but we’ll figure it out. I hope there is some food here.” He kissed my temple. “Rest a minute, mate. I’m sorry I have to get up, but I’ll return soon.”

I trusted that he would. I should get up and help him. This was my heat that he was helping me through. the least I could do was help us get prepared for it.

Yet, with the warmth of the blankets that surrounded me, his scent still lingering on my body pulled me deeper into my cocoon of comfort. I rolled to my stomach while Tav moved about the room.

I took comfort in knowing he was there, taking care of me and taking care of the situation.

I’ll take care of you.

His words from earlier in the day covered me like a blanket. If Tav was with me, I was in good hands.

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