Page 40 of No Potions Needed

“I’d tell you,” I laughed.

“Okay, but shouting tangerine is a lot quicker to get me to stop than having to say you have a leg cramp or something, right?”

“Fair point,” I gasped as his thumb circled again.

“Is it tangerine?”

“I don’t know. It’s your safeword,” Teddy shrugged.

“What? I’m not going to be the only one to have a safeword. We can even share one, right? That’s not against the rules.”

“Not that I know of,” he chuckled. “It’s just more likely that I accidentally…”

“I’m not made from glass. I’m a shifter too. I’m trained in about a dozen feline fighting styles. I could jump off a ten-story building and not get hurt. Maybe more stories but I haven’t tried that yet.”

“Okay, you’re all strong and sexy. What’s the safeword?” Teddy asked.

“Uh…” another moan escaped from deep inside me. “Why do I have to pick it?”

“Because I’m concentrating on distracting you,” Teddy teased.

“I am distracted!” I whimpered. “That’s why I can’t think of anything!”

“Good. It’s working. Now, what’s your safeword?” he growled in my ear.

I squirmed against his arm and legs as the fire built up inside me. If he didn’t slow down and let me think soon we wouldn’t have a need for a safeword because I was going to let go of everything.

“What’s your safeword, mate?” his hand paused in the middle of my shaft.

“Would you be mad if I said tangerine?” I asked.

“No. Will you remember it, though?” he asked, rubbing my shaft with his evil, teasing thumb.

“I think so!” I nodded.

“I like red/yellow/green system but you didn’t grow up around traffic lights. So that system may not be as instinctual to you.”

“Those lights are dumb,” I said, bucking up and sending my dick through his fist.

He stroked me a few more times, slow and deliberate. I thought he’d send me straight over the edge but then he shifted his weight and I was doing what felt like a summersault through the air. I found myself nose down against the pretty floral comforter with his fingers sliding between my cheeks.

“We good?” he asked.

“Excellent,” I managed to spit the word out as I lifted my hips, offering my ass to him. His fingers drew lazy, slippery circles around my hungry omegahole. I wiggled my hips, pushing back against his fingers as he teased me. He wrapped an arm around my middle once again as if he was afraid, I’d run away or wiggle right onto the floor.

“He just likes to hold onto us,”my jaguar purred into my thoughts.

Teddy’s fingers dug into my flesh as another slid into me. I hissed as the new, deep sensation bounced around my brain and down my body hitting every nerve ending on the way. Despite his hold on me, I managed to crawl backwards enough so that my face was over his crotch.

“Careful,” Teddy warned when my toes hung over the side of the bed.

“I’m okay. We good?” I shot his question from moments earlier back at him.

“We are,” he nodded, meeting my gaze while his digit still rocked inside of me.

I wrapped my fingers around him and brought the fat head of his cock up to my mouth. I placed a firm kiss there, reveling in his body heat radiating against my lips. My tongue snaked out licking away a drop of precum that waited for me. His belly vibrated with one of those mechanical-sounding draconic purrs.

I slid my mouth down as everything inside me vibrated along with him. His fingers rocked quicker, and I moved in time with their thrusting, chasing down the pleasure he’d been teasing me with for too long now. I rode his hand, pushing back hard as I sucked on him. I lost myself to all the sensations rolling into one big ball of fire inside my belly. We’d have to put laundry out again, but I didn’t care. I let go of myself, pulling away from his dick and resting my forehead against his thigh as his fingers thrust frantically inside me, slipping and sliding on how much he turned me on.

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