Page 39 of I'm Not Your Pet

Even more so now that I could feel it, rubbing, rubbing, rubbing against mine. Growing thicker and bigger by the second. Like he was as turned on by this as I was. Like he liked having me pinned beneath him, immobile. Like the fact I trusted him enough to give him this was getting him off without having to take his dick out at all.

“Please,” I begged, done with the games.

Roark made that same soothing purring sound he always did, his slippery tongue snaking over my jaw and down my neck, leaving a trail of gooseflesh and saliva in its wake. His spit grew cold as it dried, and the dual sensation of that wicked hot tongue laving down my sternum with the brisk chill that accompanied it had my head spinning anew.

“Oh fuck,” I gasped when Roark’s tongue found my nipples. He paused.

I could see why.

His were different than mine. I wasn’t really sure why he had them in the first place—because his were just flat little circles with no nub to tease at all.

Careful of his teeth, Roark’s tongue rubbed over one of my nipples curiously, back and forth. It felt different than it had when his tentacles had touched me there. Because this was him, plain and simple. And his eagerness was getting me off almost more than the slick twist of his tongue.

That in itself was freaky as fuck though.

And so amazing, oh my god.

When the tip of his tongue twisted around one, giving it a sharp tug, it felt like my body was being electrocuted. My hips jerked upward, my chest pushing toward him begging for more. His tongue was so hot it nearly burned. And the longer he played with my chest, the more puffy my nipples became.

When I glanced down at them, and got a glimpse of his tongue twisting and pulling, I nearly came.

Roark gave my other nipple the same treatment, exploring me. His actions were inquisitive, and his spots were so red they were nearly fluorescent. Roark’s eyes were a ravenous black. There was a calculating gleam to them too—like he was memorizing my reactions and saving the information for later.

Creating a whole new list in his head.

What things make Hugo tick.

When Roark’s mouth moved lower and he stuck his tongue into my belly button, I thrashed.

“Tickles!” I hissed through my teeth, only to be met with the strangest reaction from him yet. He laughed.Laughed! My favorite sound ever. Like a dog’s bark, rough and sharp, but charming all the same. His eyes squinted into crescent-like shapes that I realized meant he was smiling. A true smile. The kind that warms you from your head to your toes.

I loved it.

I loved it a lot.

I’d seen it before, but it felt different in this situation.

Intimate.

Roark—because he was a sexy shithead—immediately flicked his tongue into my belly button again. I jolted, joining him in his laughter this time as his tongue slithered back between his teeth. My cock was hard.Superhard.Painfullyhard.

There was something about the snap of his fangs that made me feel weak with lust.

Roark shook his head in amusement at me, like I’d done all of this to distract him, even though he’d been the one teasing me, not the other way around.

In retaliation, I kicked the back of his thigh to urge him to keep grinding. Roark’s amusement died a swift death, and his eyes darkened again at the same time he made another one of those animalistic noises. Maybe my thrashing made him see me as prey?

Holy fuck.

More tendrils shot from his arms, reaching down to wrap tight around my thighs. Like a fucked-up version of a spiderweb. Trapping me in place. Holding me exactly where he wanted me so I couldn’t kick again. They squeezed into the meat of my legs as he tested the give of my muscle with a pleased little purr.

Roark’s tongue slithered lower still, toying with the hem of my pajamas before dipping beneath it. The slippery, pointy tip traced the head of my dick beneath the fabric. There was no way to describe just how good it felt to be touched there like that. The texture of his tongue was seriously fucking awesome, all ropey, searing, and slick.

“Nng,” I sobbed.

Oh fuck.

Jesus—

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