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His cocky demeanor falls away as soon as he gets a real taste of me. “It’s so sweet,” he groans against my core.

He said he didn’t kiss me during my heat. Maybe he didn’t indulge in this way either. It’s comforting to know he’s having some firsts with me, too.

I sink into the soft mattress, ready for anything.

He continues with his tongue. It dips and glides, building pressure inside me. When he moans against my clit, a burst of pleasure ripples through my entire body. But it doesn’t taper off. I’m on the verge of falling over the edge.

Durin notices and bites my hip sharply. The pain pulls me back, but the marks he leaves only deepen my desire for him.

“Not yet, Rue,” he says, kissing his mark. “We’re taking our time.”

I also want to stretch this out. I’m just desperate for release. A frustrated growl slips out, followed by a soft whimper at being denied.

“You make such beautiful sounds,” he says, running his thumb along my parted lips.

My cheeks burn furiously. I wonder what other sounds I made for him during my heat. I shudder as I imagine what might he do to coax them out of me again.

He presses a gentle kiss to my stomach and rises to a kneeling position. His long fingers untie his tunic as he begins to shed his clothing. I relax, enjoying the way his bronze skin replaces the dull white of his uniform.

He continues until there’s nothing left but the perfect fae I woke up to in that cave.

My eyes trail down his sculpted chest and stomach before landing on his long, thick shaft. It reaches for me, just as my heart reaches out for him. The head is firm and flushed. The length looks smooth but firm. My mouth waters as I imagine the taste of it.

His stomach flexes as he moves to lie down on top of me, but I hesitate. His body is flawless, and I want him inside me so badly. But I want to pleasure him first. Like he did for me.

I sit up and tug him down beside me, then climb on top of him. His eyes widen, but he doesn’t try to take back control. I push away the lingering nerves and straddle his thighs. “I love you, too, Durin,” I whisper, pulling both of his hands to my chest. “Every part of you.”

He pulls in a deep breath and kisses one of my hands tenderly.

I smile and dive into my task, touching and kissing every bitof skin I can reach. I start at his forehead, then trail all the way down to his ankles. He growls when I deliberately skip over the most eager part of him.

I can be just as patient as he can.

After a few more passes, I think he’s suffered enough. I rest my hands above his knees and slide them along his thighs. My fingers sink between the cords of muscle as they pass. His breaths become shorter as I approach the large, firm sac resting beneath his shaft.

Instead of going there, I zero in on an intriguing area I’ve never seen before.

I’ve only seen bare males while they’re standing. With his body laid out like this, I can’t help but notice the enticing strip of flesh just beneath his balls, begging for my attention.

I gently push his legs apart more to get a better look. Instinct guides me down to trace my tongue along the firm, smooth skin. His cock jerks, and he bucks his hips, but his hands stay locked to his sides.

His sac draws up against him even tighter, but his intoxicating scent is what pulls me in this time.

I bury my nose in the center of his sac and breathe him in. His scent is dizzying, as if I just indulged in all the wine I had turned down from him before.

A warm, euphoric feeling blooms in my chest, and I wrap my lips around the delicate, wrinkled flesh. I suck and nip at him, kissing the base of his shaft just to feel it jump.

A low growl rumbles in my throat as the wordmaterepeatedly screams in my head.

My gums begin to tingle. I pull back before my fangs can drop and pierce him in such a sensitive spot.

He moans and grips me by my thick hair, holding me in place. The muscles in his stomach ripple with tension beneath my touch. The head of his cock is dripping. The veins along his shaftswell like they might burst if I don’t give him relief.

I check his bright blue eyes for any hint of hesitation, but all I see is blazing desire. I wrap my fingers around his thick shaft and settle between his legs, then take him into my mouth.

The skin is so smooth except for the veins that bulge out along it. He tastes like the forest, warm and familiar. I don’t really know what to do now, but I like how this feels.

Asking him how to pleasure him would ruin everything. I doubt I could continue after something so awkward. So, I just let go.

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