Page 33 of Wrong Number, Right Lion

He lifted his head. “Your laughter brightens up the darkest day.”

“Awww.” What a sweetheart. I pressed my lips to his hair.

But the sugary-sweet moment vanished, and he growled as he nibbled and licked and nipped over my happy trail. I arched my back, giving myself over to him as his tongue met my cock.

Raising my hips, I shoved my length in his face, and he placed shivery kisses along the shaft. Goosebumps were still doing their Pied Piper routine and following his trail of kisses.

“More, please.”

He thrust his tongue into my slit and my body jerked, slapping his chin. He grinned and swallowed the tip, mumbling with my length in his mouth, “Like this?”

“Just like that.”

Desire threaded through every sinew, and I was convinced if I looked in the mirror, my skin would be ablaze.

Kalen sucked me, his hands cradling my balls, and I moaned as I fisted the sheets. Spreading my legs wider, I lifted my head and watched him taking me in to the hilt. It was so hot when hisfingers crept over my flesh to my hole, slippery with slick. He licked them, and I almost exploded in his mouth.

But he didn’t give me a taste. Meanie. Instead, he prodded around my entrance and slipped in two fingers.

“Are you… trying to kill… m-me?”

He let go of my dick, but it was engorged and stood straight up as if it was about to take off, and he licked it as if enjoying an ice cream.

“Not my intention.” He rubbed his chin over my cock, coated in saliva. He added another finger to my hole, waves of desire battered me, and I fell back on the mattress, not having the strength to withstand them.

And not wanting to.

My body jerked, sliding over the now rumpled sheets as he finger-fucked me, accompanied by me yelping as heat ramped up in my belly and sweat slid over my sides.

This man, this amazing shifter fate matched me with, was giving me the most pleasurable experience, majestic highs accompanied by slight dips, and I was seesawing between the two, making my head spin.

Kalen nuzzled my cock before licking up one side and down the other. He lapped at the head, took me in his mouth again, and sucked hard and fast. The warmth of his mouth and the saliva melted my insides while his tongue flicked over my cock as he deepthroated me.

Heat, saliva, slick, and sweat combined producing a heady aroma. Sex. It smelled of sex, and as Kalen fucked and licked and sucked, my fingers curled around the bedding. My climax,like a runaway locomotive, was hurtling toward me. I couldn’t and wouldn’t delay it. I spasmed, and when my mate curled his fingers inside me, I shuddered, calling out his name as my cum spurted into his mouth.

My chest heaved with exertion, and Kalen fell into the mattress and held me as I savored the orgasm afterglow.

The aftereffects of coming made me lethargic—my legs reminded me of cooked spaghetti, floppy and unable to stand on their own. I could have fallen asleep, but I wanted his length buried in me, and if I took a vote, I was certain there’d be two votes for more fucking. Besides, we had to mark one another.

Rolling on my side, I flung a leg over his hip. “That was more than nice, but what should we do now?”

Kalen placed his lips on my ear, and I shivered. “I can think of a few things.”

Feeling energized, I flipped him on his back. “Oh yeah? Was one of them me riding you like a bucking bronco in a rodeo?”

His wide eyes told me that was a no. Getting on my knees, I straddled him, moving my butt back and forth so the tip of his cock brushed over my slick-coated butt. He gripped the soft flesh on my hips, trying to yank me onto his dick, but I wasn’t finished playing with him. I leaned forward, my length lying against his skin, and wiggled my hips.

But he smacked my ass, a sharp sound that echoed around the bedroom.

Ouch! Owww! But there was also that delicious conundrum of which was dominant: pleasure or pain?

“Ready to play or—” I shut him up by falling on his cock and air rushed out of his parted lips. “I wasn’t expecting that.”

Swinging my hips from side to side, I gave him a lazy smile. “You don’t know everything about me.” I heaved myself up off and then took all of him again, from the head with precum wobbling on his gorgeous thick pink dick to the base.

“Oh, that’s so damned good.” He filled every inch of me, and there were so many inches of him. I bounced up and down, enjoying the slapping of flesh on flesh and the pleasure rippling through me as his dick entered and filled me.

But I needed to change the pace or I’d come. I squeezed my knees against his side and rose up slowly, leaving just the head remaining. His gaze locked on mine, and I counted the seconds in my head. His breathing sped up, as like me, he was no doubt anticipating me falling on his cock.

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