Page 122 of Fated to the Hunters
“Do that again,” he demanded, but when she crooked a brow expectantly, he added in a more begging tone, “Please, can you melt my insides again and lick me.”
She let her tongue slither over him, her gaze locking onto his face. His eyes rolled back and his body arched into her touch. Feeling bold, she sealed her lips and swirled her tongue around his tip. Scarlett had to admit, Ezra’s deep growls of pleasure were some of the most arousing things she’d ever heard. Needing to hear it over and over again, she didn’t stop and played with her tongue, watching his reaction as if it was her drug of choice.
“Princess?”
She lifted up with apop.“Prince?”
Ezra laughed, rough and seemingly out of breath. “I would like for you to suffocate me with your pussy.”
She only stared at him, trying to make sense of his words. “W-what?”
“I would like for you to sit on my face while you do that wonderous play with your tongue that drives me mad.”
“Sit? On your f-face?”
“Yes. I want to drive you crazy like you are doing to me.”
She sat back on her heels, dropped her hands to her thighs, and worried her bottom lip. She tried to envision their positions and couldn’t help but feel insecure.
“Please. I’ll make you feel all giddy inside and out. You’ll come all over my face, just like you have before.”
With her lips still between her teeth she grinned, remembering how he’d made her come before. “Okay, but please don’t actually suffocate.”
“I’d only die happy, but I promise not to leave you yet.” His greedy eyes watched as she climbed off the bed and shoved her leggings down. “Everything, please.”
Her t-shirt and bra followed before she climbed back on the bed. She stared at him, unsure of how she should position herself best.
“Knees beside me, pussy on my mouth,” Ezra helped out, like her knight in shining armour.
She still felt awkward, even as she placed herself over him. “Ezra…” she muttered, but she wasn’t sure if it was a plea or a protest.
“You’re listening so well,” his voice was deep and raspy. “Lean forward and shift your weight onto your hands.”
Scarlett took a deep breath in, trying to calm her racing heart, and placed her hands beside his hips. She closed her eyes and focused on her breathing, trying not to imagine the image they’d give off to others.
“Perfect, now feed me your perfect cunt.”
His words made her shudder. They were harsh yet felt good in the dirtiest, raunchiest,sexiestway possible. She shuffled until his tongue flicked against her and made her squirm.
“Don’t you fucking dare remove yourself until you’ve come,” he growled, tugging at his restrains as if to try and hold her down.
“Sorry.”
She forced herself to hold still as he did it again, making her knees weak. She lost herself in how good it felt and couldn’t keep quiet any longer. His tongue massaged her clit, and her lips parted on a moan. Shock waves ran through her nerves, and she could barely hold herself up.
“Please, princess, lick my cock,” he begged, licking over her clit as soon as he said it.
She rested her weight on one forearm and took him in hand again, just like before. Her lips closed around him, her tongue matching his pace as she pleased him with her mouth. The headboard whined, Ezra fighting his restraints to get his hands on her. His body shivered beneath her while he licked her untilshe felt drunk. Her head spun, her legs felt like jelly, and her toes curled, slowly losing feeling in them.
She pulled off for a quick breath, sealing her mouth over his shaft as he did the same to her clit. He jerked in her fist, his hips thrusting up and towards her throat. She jolted slightly, but he calmed right away and as if to say sorry for startling her, he sucked her clit harder and worked her right through her orgasm.
Ezra’s cock acted as a pacifier, muffling her cries and moans. He grunted, his tongue vibrating so hard that she had to pull away, her body too sensitive to take anymore.
“I’m coming,” he pushed between grunts and tried to pull out of her, but his body had nowhere to go, and she didn’t process what was happening until a burst of salty liquid filled her mouth. “Fuck!”
She didn’t know what to do other than swallow it down, pulse after pulse, only pulling away once she was sure no more was coming. She climbed off and sat on her heels next to him, her body and mind a mess of relief, excitement and nervousness. She wasn’t sure how well she’d done and couldn’t look at him, her eyes drawn to his sweat-drenched chest as she wiped the drool from her mouth.
“Princess,” he hummed, drawing her pet-name out into a pleasure-laced melody. “Please look at me.”
