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Once I’m panting in short bursts, Colter then moves me again, his giant arms easily manipulating me until I’ve got my knees spread on either side of his neck as I stare down at him. Those eyes carve into me as he glides his hands up and down my thighs before deliberately lifting his mouth to my slit.
His warm tongue strokes along my entrance, and I suck in a sharp breath through my teeth as I reach for my breasts. He builds up a delicious rhythm, dragging along my seam and then flicking my clit again and again in a way that keeps me dizzy with pleasure, just on the precipice of utter mindlessness.
I pinch and tug my nipples as my hips grind down against his mask, and I stare down at his eyes, which lock on mine with a claiming ferocity as he watches me ride his face.
Mist from the waterfall sprays across my back as Colter’s tongue lashes me fiercely, and my thighs quake as the sensations grow more intense, my need more pronounced. His fingers glide up underneath me, and two of them plunge inside me as his lips close around my clit, sucking hard as he pumps into me.
And I shatter.
Light streaks behind my eyes as heat fills me up until I’m gasping, shuddering, and jerking against him as a wild tempest takes over with an orgasm that makes my bones quake.
Colter licks me through the sensation until I’m so sensitive that I reach back and grab at his forearm, stilling it. He withdraws slowly, and I hiss at the sensation because I’m sensitive, but I’m also already greedy for more. Moving my legs, I wriggle down his body until I’m on all fours looming over him, my breasts heavy and primed as I gaze down at him.
He deliberately licks my glossy orgasm from his lips and then brings the fingers that were inside of me up to my lips.
I suck them in, tasting myself, and he purrs at the sight, instantly making my spine tingle and more slick gather at my opening.
Once he pulls those fingers from my mouth with a pop, I bend down to kiss him in gratitude briefly before leaning back up and reaching for him, positioning his cock at my entrance.
Just having it there, ready to slide in, has me breathless with anticipation.
Colter’s eyes immediately fall to my hand, to my pussy, and I feel his dick pulse excitedly in my palm. We both watch as I press him slowly inside of me and then lift my hips, pulling away—teasing him just like he teased me earlier.
Only, I’m terrible at this game and I hardly get through three rounds before I’m sinking down on him, my eyelashes fluttering as the fullness I’ve been craving since this heat came over me is finally at hand.
His dick is so thick and the stretch is so good that I slide all the way down to his knot and start gyrating my hips.
His hands come up to my waist and hold me still as his hips lift slightly off the ground and he starts to pump up into me.
My breasts bounce as he moves faster, fucking me harder, forcing me to reach down and grab his shoulders, scratching at the soft skin to brace myself. Magnificent heat seems to make the air shimmer between us, and he ruts deeper, forcing my pussy to accept his thick, bulging knot.
Immediately after his knot is inside of me, it swells further, and I mewl with pleasure at the hot stretch, this intense warm pleasure that fills my entire lower half. His fingers come between us and he strokes my clit, bringing me to the brink even as he pumps two more times into me and then fills me with hot spurts of cum.
His growl as he orgasms sets me off, the sound igniting my feminine pride and his fingers igniting the rest of me.
I jerk against him, circling that huge swollen knot at his base, the rub a grim pleasure edged with pain that only serves to make it more intense—to somehow make me crave it even more.
Another second, and I come again in a blaze of heat and gush of slick that coats Colter’s lower belly. This orgasm wrings all the energy from me, and I collapse down on him, limp and spent and utterly content.
Slowly and gently, very careful not to jostle me, Colter lowers his legs until his back is flat against the ground once more. His knot keeps us locked together, and I snuggle into his broad, scarred chest, my cheek resting on it, listening to his heartbeat slow.
I wish I could live in this moment forever.
I attempt to reel the thought in almost immediately because whenever I wish for something, it seems to fall apart. And in this case, I don’t think I’d survive if it did.
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KYLIAN
“Stop fidgeting,”Ridge snaps. “You look fine.”
“Awww. I knew you thought I was a sexy man beast, my little boo bear,” I coo dramatically, pushing up on my tiptoes to kiss his cheek. He swats me away with a scowl.
“I don’t know why you’re so nervous,” Ridge continues as he folds his arms across his chest, then unfolds them, then folds them again. He’s going to wrinkle his tux. “She’ll say yes.”
“Says the guy who changed his clothes not once, not twice, not three times, butfourtimes,” Luka deadpans from where he stands on the other side of me, in a vintage suit from the 1950s.
“She’ll say yes,” Ridge repeats, ignoring Luka entirely. Then, in a softer tone, he adds, “She’ll have to say yes.”
