Page 68 of The Alpha and the Baker
Pretty sound logic.
I leaned back to give her a little wiggle as her slender, but capable fingers, unhooked the aforementioned straining button, then slid down my zipper.
I’d been so caught up in everything that was Felicia, that I hadn’t quite realized how into it my body was until my cock practically sprang out of my underwear. Usually, it took me a bit more stimulation to be standing at full mast. But not with Felicia, it seemed. Not that I was surprised. Everything was always so intense with her. So muchmore.
“Fuck…” I hissed as the cold air chilled my length, but the discomfort only lasted for a second, because then Felicia’s warm palm wrapped around my base, and her tongue flicked out against the tip to whisk away the drop of precum that had already beat it there. “Fuck!”
All thoughts about Felicia being cool to the touch evaporated when the heat of her tongue touched me.
I was in for one hell of a ride.
Felicia grabbed my hand and put it on her head, making sure I buried my fingers in her thick hair. My wolf and I rumbled, hardly daring to think she could mean what we thought she did.
“Set the pace. I’ll tap your thigh if it’s too much.”
Holy fuck!She was too perfect. How could she speak to the gentler sides of me, the sides that wanted to protect, worship, and coddle, as well as the wild side of me that wanted to bite, and breed, and bruise? I’d never really found a balance—too full of anxiety and trying to make the best decision possible for my pack, too wild to settle down and establish a bloodline like I was supposed to.
But all of that vanished with Felicia. It was all soeasy.So natural. Just the two of us, how we made each other feel, and nothing else.
“Tap three times,” I growled.
The way her pupils dilated had my cock throbbing in her grip. I loved that she was so reactive to me. It made me feel powerful in a way that couldn’t be taken, only given.
“Yes, sir.”
And then her mouth was on me.
For a moment, my entire vocabulary condensed into one-word sentences that rushed through my mind in a whirling dervish of unadulterated pleasure.
Hot. Wet. Soft. Slick. I wished I could say I maintained at least that level of coherency, but once she slid me deeper into her mouth, those monosyllables became more noise than actual words. My fingers curled in her hair, gripping her in place.
“Mmm?” Those dark eyes of hers flicked up to me, those perfect, pretty lips of hers stretched around my cock, and I nearly busted right then and there. All that kept me from losing it was my determination to show Felicia a damn good time since she was sacrificing sleep for me.
“You feel incredible,” I rumbled before putting a little pressure on her head, just an experimental amount, and she sank farther down on my length like she was made for it.
I wasn’t going to last long.
I knew it, she knew it—even my wolf knew it. The air was thick with warmth and desire, making it difficult to think, difficult to breathe.There was only Felicia’s mouth, and tongue, and those beautiful little sounds that escaped her as she worked me over.
I wanted it to go on forever, but there were some things that just weren’t possible, even with superhuman endurance. WhenI felt that telltale tug of ecstasy in my gut, I desperately pulled Felicia off.
“Sorry, did I use too much teeth?” she asked, lips so spit-slick and swollen that I couldn’t resist kissing her again. One, because she was the most stunning, perfect creature I’d ever seen, and two, I needed a goddamn minute to collect myself.
“No,” I said when we parted. “I just didn’t want to end the festivities so soon, if you catch my drift.”
Her eyes went wide, and it might have been comical if I weren’t still grappling with the urge to ravish her until she couldn’t even stand long enough to roll out the dough she needed for the next day.
“Don’t you have a practically non-existent refractory period?”
“What? Where did you hear that?”
This time she looked more bashful than overcome with lust. “I, uh… read it. Online.”
“Ah.” I leaned down and kissed her again, simply because I had to. And also because I wanted to, of course. “Hasn’t anyone ever told you that you can’t believe everything you read online?”
“I might recall hearing that once or twice.” She pouted a little. “So, it’s not true at all?”
“It’s shorter than a human male’s, and mine is pretty short. But I wouldn’t saynon-existent.It’s noticeable enough that there’d be some downtime.”
