Page 67 of Blood Sweeter than Honey

Her hips writhe against my aching cock, urging me into action. In one swift motion, I rise to splay her legs wide beneath me and settle over her body. Her breasts jiggle with invitation from the sudden motion. Pressing them together to shorten the distance between the two, I take turns sucking the tips of each one into my mouth and torturing them gently with teeth and tongue.

Winnow’s moans of pleasure are fuel to my fire and have me growling against her. Her hips writhe against my length, painting the underside of my cock with her arousal.

After only a minute or so, her breath is hitching.

“Oh, fuck, Gideon, I think I’m gonna cum.”

I release her nipple with a softpop. “Not yet, you’re not. You’re gonna give me a taste of what’s mine first.”

I shift backward to sit on my heels as I pin her knees back in a way that lifts her ass higher into the air, baring all of her to me.

Pink, wet, and flushed, her pussy clenches, as does the tight little dusky ring of flesh near it.

“Goddamn it, baby. You know I’m gonna need to eat this pussy for breakfast every fucking morning now, don’t you?”

Before she can muster a response, the flat of my tongue is licking all the way up from her pretty little asshole, to her clit. She moans, nails sinking into my forearms as I lavish her clit with pulsing sucks in between lapping at her weeping entrance.

“Such a good fucking girl.”

Winnow’s body coils tight, stilling her hips, allowing me to double my efforts on her clit as I slide two fingers inside her.

By whatever fucking magic this woman possesses, I feel that tingling energy rise swiftly up my spine in the same moment she cries out and her core spasms around my fingers. My hips rut mindlessly against the bed.

We’re gonna have to have a discussion about this as soon as she’s ready to let go of this little human disguise.

I need to be able to make my woman cum repeatedly without my own release spilling from my cock uncontrollably—something that has never happened to me before.

Gently suckling Winnow’s clit, to ease her down from her orgasm, my fingers slip free, and I lick up every drop of her release before I brace myself on my elbows on either side of her head to capture her mouth with mine.

When we part, there’s a grin on my lips, and my nose brushes hers.

“Thank you for breakfast.”

The ear-to-ear grin on Winnow’s face as she laughs, blessing me with another kiss, is enough to change a man.

To change me.

After my time in the military and all the shit that went down afterwards, I promised myself I wouldn’t take another life, but now…

If it came down to it, and I had to kill a man every day just to keep a smile on this woman’s face, I’d do it.

Winnow’s legs snake around my waist as her arms curl around my shoulders, pulling herself against me. My cock, somehow, is still fucking hard for this woman and I can’t help but distantly wonder if it’s because of her magic.

Even so, I can hear my ranch hands outside, and can’t ignore my responsibilities. When I press a final kiss to her plush lips and pull away, she gives me a sultry look.

“What about my breakfast, Daddy?”

Fuuuuck.

Burying my face in her neck, I breathe her in and try to calm my desire. “As much as I want to feed you my cock, they’re waitin’ on me, angel.”

“Can I come with you today? Surely there’s something I can do to help?”

Lifting my head, I study her expression. The last thing I want is for her to do hard labor, much less out of some misguided sense of obligation.And,there’s a chest-thumping possessive part of me that loathes the idea of Beau and Levi laying their way-too-fucking-pretty-cowboy-eyes on her. Even though I’d only be prolonging the inevitable.

However, the idea of her being near me at all times, especially while this is all still so new between us, seems to soothe my soul on every level.

“Of course, angel. I’d love to have you with me. You don’t need to do any work, though.”

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