Page 51 of Bewitchingly Hers
Somehow, even though he had all the power, with me on my knees in front of him, I liked that he seemed content to let me explore at my own pace. He wasn’t forcing me to take him in deep—though I doubted I could, since he was massive—rather, just encouraging me as I figured out what drove him crazy.
Reaching my free hand between my thighs, I rubbed my clit before slipping a finger inside, moaning around his dick as I sucked him off.
Fuck, this wasliberating. I’d never been so turned on going down on a guy before.
Though I’d never felt this same connection to anyone I’d dated before. Not like I did with Barrett. And even though Ididn’t know how this thing would end, where it would take us, I wanted to explore this.
I kept up my pace, letting Barrett show me what he liked, soaking up every grunt and groan of his, knowing I was the one that was going to make him come. He was hard as steel, and each pump of my hand down his shaft had him groaning. I could tell he was holding back, his hips jerking every few seconds like he wanted to thrust into my throat, but he was letting me stay in control.
Barrett buried his fingers into my hair, gripping it as I alternated between sucking and running my tongue over the crown, coating his cock with my saliva as I kept pumping him with my hand. I lapped up each drop of salty pre-cum as I thrust my fingers into my entrance, so wet I was coating my hand in my release.
I moaned around his cock as I got closer, knowing he was just as affected as I was.
He tightened his grip on me, breaths turning to pants. “I’m so close,” he moaned. “Please, baby. I don’t want to come down your throat.” Barrett let out a whimper as I doubled down my efforts, not stopping. Not yet. Not until he came. I wanted him to feel as good as he’d made me feel.
Without warning, he pulled me off a fraction of an inch before he came, coating my mouth and lips with his release.
“Holy fuck,” he groaned, dropping his head back against the couch as I swallowed, licking my lips, admiring the way the sticky liquid painted my chest.
“You can say that again,” I murmured, sitting back on my ankles and then climbing back onto the couch next to him. He cupped my jaw, roughly bringing our lips together, like he didn’t even care that I tasted like him.
He let out a grunt, scooping me up before carrying me towards my room.
“What are we doing?” I asked, tracing my finger through his chest hair.
“Now it’s my turn to tasteyou.”
And oh, how I liked the sound of that.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
barrett
Was there ever a more beautiful sight in the world than my mate, kneeling before me in lingerie, sucking my cock like it was her sole mission in life?
Yes.It was this.
Eryne, legs spread open on her bed, that short ginger hair unfurled around her, circling her like an copper halo. Her pretty pink cunt, exposed just for me, looking like a feast.
I ran a fingernail down her sternum, watching as she shuddered under my touch. As soon as I’d gotten her into the bedroom, I’d shred that black mesh bodysuit off her body, turning one of my fingertips into a claw. The open heat on her face had made it worth it, as did the wave of arousal I could scent from her.
I’d buy her another one, if she wanted. I’d buy her a hundred, just to make her happy. As long as I was the only one who got to see her like this.
She’d been touching herself while she sucked me off, and it had been one of the hottest things I’d ever seen. And while I hadn’t meant to come in her mouth, I couldn’t deny how much my wolf liked our mate covered in our scent.
For the last few days, I’d held back. I couldn’t explain why—maybe it was that I felt guilty being with her when she didn’t know the truth, but she made it clear tonight exactly what she wanted.Me.Us. It gave me hope that maybe, when I told her that she was my mate, that we were meant to be together, that she’d actually give us a real shot.
“B,” she whimpered as I rubbed my thumbs over her nipples, pressing soft kisses to her neck and chest. “I need—” Eryne squirmed underneath my body, and I shushed her with a kiss to her lips.
“I know,” I said. “I’ll give you what you need, I promise.” I lavished her with kisses as I moved down her body, positioning myself between her spread legs, trailing my fingers up her thigh and stopping right where I knew she wanted me.
Pressing a kiss to each of her inner thighs, I finally gave her what she needed. My cock twitched with the first swipe of my tongue over her entrance, her sugary sweet taste flooding into my mouth. Gods, she tasted…perfect.Like mine. I closed my eyes, letting out a moan as I lapped up her juices, savoring my first taste of my mate on my tongue.
Eryne’s fingers ran through my hair before she dug in, pulling at the longer strands on the top, but nothing could keep me from my relentless pursuit of her sweet pussy. I sucked at her clit, alternating between suction and burying my tongue inside of her cunt over and over.
Her fingernails raked across my scalp, and she cried out. I was sure she was close—especially since she’d been fingering herself and I didn’t think she’d orgasmed yet.
I wanted her to come on my face. Wanted to feel her pussy squeezing my tongue, for her release to flood my mouth, covering me in her scent like I’d done to her.
