Page 49 of The Silent Mate

I leaned over him, running my tongue up every inch of his erection. When I reached the tip, I swept over the little seam, gathering the glaze of pre-cum onto the tip of my tongue.Salty.

Then, allowing instinct to guide me, I wrapped my mouth around the swollen bulb. It was thick and imposing in my mouth, but I took care to avoid grazing the sensitive ridges with my teeth.

A string of curses filled our bond, and I sucked, bobbing my head up and down. Each time, I tried to draw him deeper into my mouth, but by the time he reached the back of my throat, I’d still only taken half of him.

Saliva dripped from the corners of my mouth, and my throat began to strain, but I continued, urged on by the ragged breaths tearing from my mate. A quick peek up at him revealed a mask of ecstasy covering his features, eyes half-lidded and mouth parted as he watched me. His hands gripped the quilt, claws ripping through the fabric.

When I needed a break, I withdrew his cock from my mouth and focused on the tip. On the spot where the bulb came together into a tight ridge on the bottom. When I sucked here, salty whiteness leaked from his seam, coating my tongue. Then, when I felt he was close, I started moving up and down his length again.

As I drew him into my mouth, Malik’s hips jerked, jamming further down my throat than ever before. I gagged.

Fuck!He gasped, eyes clamping shut, even as he attempted to withdraw and apologize.I’m sorry?—

I shook my head, placing both hands on his thighs to stop him from receding.Fuck me… Please.

Hesitation crossed his eyes, and I thought he might refuse. Instead, after several long moments, his jaw clamped tight and he began to thrust into my mouth. Each time, his cock slid further back, hitting the back of my throat. Saliva ran from my mouth, tears dripping from my cheeks. My jaw ached.

I was a mess, and yet, I didn’t think I’d ever been so aroused as Malik chased his orgasm, pounding into me with fervor. Soft grunts filled my head, his or mine I didn’t know. Blood rushed to my clitoris, and I wished I had something—anything—between my legs to rub against. Instead, I rocked against nothing.

Malik’s entire body went still. His teeth clamped on his bottom lip before they peeled open, releasing a silent cry.

Spurts of liquid shot from his tip, salty and musky, coating the back of my throat. I gagged at the sheer volume of his spend, unable to swallow it all down, but unable to spit it out either because he plugged my mouth.

I could scarcely breathe by the time Malik withdrew. I gasped, white seed and mucus dripping down my chin. Before I knew it, Malik pulled me onto his lap.

He spread my thighs around his hips, and hiss of air flew from my lips as he forced me down on his still-spurting erection.Malik!

Warmth filled my womb as I clamped down on his swelling knot, just in time for our bodies to lock. I giggled at his unwillingness to waste even an ounce of his seed outside of my body.

Malik cradled me against his chest and whispered sweet nothings in our bond.You’re incredible. Did I hurt you? Goddess— I’ve never… I didn’t think it would— Aria? Little dove?

I giggled again at his worry.Of course you didn’t hurt me. That was…

Disgusting?He cringed, fear tainting the word.

Sexy,I finished, wiping at the corner of my mouth.Let’s do that again.

Not so fast, little dove.He chuckled, and the sound was filled with palpable relief. His hand slipped between our bodies, deft fingers seeking out my clit and pinching the engorged nub once.It’s your turn now.

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MALIK

“The kid is out of his depth, General. We’d be smart to cut him loose and not waste any more resources on him. He’ll just keep getting hurt.” Ethan, one of my commanding officers, sidled up to stand beside me.

We watched the soldier in question, a young male who’d finished school over a year ago. He sat on the makeshift medical table while Aria bound his arm close to his body, wincing every time his dislocated shoulder shifted.

Aria’s fingers worked meticulously, strapping gauze across his slight frame to keep his arm and shoulder from moving. Blonde waves fell across her brow, and her tongue peeked from between her lips as she concentrated on the task in front of her, a dedicated healer.

As soon as we’d arrived at the training grounds, she set about gathering supplies from Estelle to create an on-site clinic where she could treat any minor injuries. She wore a smile as she worked, glowing despite the wary, uncertain glances she received from our pack mates. She never batted an eye at myridiculous need to keep her by my side. For that, I was eternally grateful.

What does he want to do?I questioned, forcing my attention away from my mate and back to Ethan.

He sighed. “He doesn’t want to give up. He’s relentlessly stubborn, and it’ll get him killed.”

My lips pulled into a hard line.

The soldier, Gio, hadn’t adjusted to life as anIntonat Noctesoldier. Not like the other recruits that joined last year, at least. In both his wolf and human forms, he was smaller than most other males in our legions, and he lacked the speed and agility that made our female warriors so dangerous.

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