Page 36 of Cider
Oh holy hot beverages. I clutched his hair. His tongue had to be illegal somewhere, I think I was beginning to make that a chant.
He flicked out his tongue along my pussy. Two of his fingers pressed inside of me, curling as he rocked them. Titus sped up his fingers as my legs tightened around his shoulders.
“Titus!” Whimpering, I wanted to fall back but I kept my fingers tight in his hair. “Don’t stop!”
The pleasure built as he kept up a steadily increasing pace with his fingers, and his tongue. God, that tongue.
Then I felt something that rocked my world, exploding my pleasure in a cascading effect. One of his fangs brushed along my clit as he sucked it into his mouth. The jolt of pain with the pleasure made me scream.
My legs shook as I came so hard, the world went black for several seconds. Titus stood, leaning over me as he licked his lips. The glint in his eyes made me shiver.
“Delicious.” His purr was soft as he kissed my shoulder. “Your taste is just as addicting as your hot cider.”
“Titus, I didn’t get naked just so you could eat me out, you know that, right?” My breathy reply wasn’t as snarky as I had meant it to be.
“Oh, baby girl.” His hands curled around my hips, pulling me to the edge of the table. “I know.” His hands left my skin.
I watched as he pushed his pants down, his cock hard as it bobbed. My tongue ran along my top lip. Cocks shouldn't be beautiful, but his was.
Titus’ hands gripped my hips again. His lips met mine as he pressed inside of me. My whimper was muffled as our tongues began to dance with each other. His cock stretched my walls. My back arched on its own accord.
“Titus, please!” I clutched his back, my nails digging into his skin. “Bite me!”
He went motionless. “Baby girl, are you sure? You’ll be a bit woozy in the car.”
“I’m begging.” I wrapped my legs around him. “Please.”
That growl, sounding demonic this time, came from out of him again. His thrust inside of me made me cry out. His lips moved along my jawline, down to the right side of my neck. There was a sting as his teeth sank into my skin. It didn’t last long before the force of his sucking pulled my blood into his mouth.
I was sinking in euphoria. Every thrust was followed by a pull from his mouth. I knew I was going to come again as he picked up his speed. My fingers moved up his back to his hair. I couldn’t think.
“Titus!” My scream was muffled by his hand as he hurriedly covered it.
“Cider.” His mouth pulled away from my neck, his tongue licking the open wounds from his fangs. My shifter healing ability is already closing them. “You’re mine.”
Titus’ cock pistoned, his hips slamming against mine. The table rocked with each thrust. He grunted as I cried out as I came around his cock, my hips jerking upward. That sent him over the edge with me.
“Shit.” His hands rested on the side of my shoulders as we both gasped for air.
“I’m convinced. Let’s go.”
He threw his head back and laughed.
Chapter 19
“Why am I not surprised that you drive a super fancy car?” I ran my fingers along the supple brown leather seat.
“I enjoy the finer things at this stage of my life.” Titus drove like he did everything else in his life. With cocky confidence and purpose.
We were headed further into the mountains out of town. We’d locked up after closing, dropped my car off at the house, and headed out. I’d eaten a little bit of popcorn before we’d left so I’d make the trip without getting hangry.
“You talk like you’re an old man.” I winked at him as he looked at me out of the corner of his eye with a smirk on his lips. “One would think that you were as old as Jesus instead of just the Romans of old.”
His eyes comically widened. “Now, that is just cruel, baby girl.”
We turned right onto a paved road with a large sign welcoming visitors.
“You should talk to Jack about how old he is.” Titus reached out with his right hand to hold my left.
