Page 171 of Bound By Song

“That’s it,” I murmur, lips brushing her clit. “Give it to me. Let go.”

She moans again, and I dive back in, licking and sucking, teasing her until she’s writhing beneath me, her thighs trembling, her belly taut.

I slip a finger into her, then a second, working her open slowly, carefully, curling just right until she cries out, legs clamping around my head.

And when she comes – soaking my hand, screaming my name – it’s the most beautiful fucking thing I’ve ever seen.

I kiss her through it, then crawl back up her body, wiping her tears away with the pad of my thumb.

“You okay?” I whisper, breathless.

She nods, still panting, but her eyes are locked on mine now. “I want more. I want to taste you too, Dane.”

I pause. “You sure?”

“Yes.” She cups my jaw, fierce and trembling. “Please. Ineedyou.”

I brace myself, then nod, kissing her forehead.

“All right, baby,” I breathe. “Let’s switch positions.”

I ease off her gently, helping her sit up. Her limbs are shaky, her skin flushed, but the look in her eyes is determined. Hungry.

I kneel up and slowly remove my clothes, before shifting onto my back. She follows, climbing over me with a grace that’s both wild and reverent, like I’m something she’s desperate for but terrified to break.

Her hand settles on my chest, right over my heart, and I swear she feels it pounding for her.

She leans in and kisses me first – soft and slow, just her lips on mine. Then she trails kisses down my throat, across my collarbone, down the ridges of my chest, and lower still.

Each one burns.

When she reaches my cock, her breath hitches. “You’re huge.”

I chuckle, low and self-deprecating. “We can stop if you want?—”

“No,” she whispers, eyes flashing. “I want to try.”

She wraps her fingers around the base and I groan – head tipping back, hips twitching involuntarily. Fuck, she’s warm. Small hands, perfect grip. When her tongue flicks out to taste the head, I nearly lose it.

“Evie— Jesus?—”

But she doesn’t stop. She licks a slow stripe along the underside, then stretches her lips around the tip and sucks gently, hollowing her cheeks. My vision whites out for a second.

“Fuck, baby. Just like that.”

She bobs her head slowly, eyes locked on mine, one hand working the shaft while the other cups my balls, teasing. Hermouth is so hot, so tight, only cradling the tip, but every slick movement makes me curse and praise her in the same breath.

“You’re doing so good,” I groan. “My good girl. My perfect omega.”

She moans around me and I nearly come from the vibration alone. I clench the sheets, fighting for control, because I want this to last – I want her to have every damn second of it.

When she pulls off with a wet pop, her lips are swollen, her eyes glazed with heat.

“You’re too big,” she whines, making me chuckle. “But I want you inside me,” she adds, breathless. “I need to feel all of you.”

My heart stutters.

“Yeah?” I rasp. “Are you sure? Come here, baby.”

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