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When Arion released her hips to grab her inner thighs and hold her down that way instead, she realized she’d closed her knees around his head.
“Oh God,” she screamed. Her hands went to his head. She threaded her fingers in his hair and held on to him, only marginally aware she was disobeying him. She didn’t care. There was no way to keep her hands where he’d put them.
Suddenly, his tongue dipped slightly inside her tight channel. The only thing she knew about sex was that he would eventually put his member inside her there. Right now, though, he was using his tongue, and she thought she might shoot off the bed and go through the ceiling.
No one had warned her about all these feelings: the moths inside her tummy, the sheen of sweat on her body, the heavy feeling in her breasts, the tight hard nipples, the panting, or the scream that was about to leave her mouth.
And then she was somewhere else. The edge of a cliff, teetering. She felt like she might fall even though that wasn’t rational.
She fisted his thick hair. Her breath caught in her throat, hovering there while he sucked one more time, harder.
Jezebel flew apart. She cried out as waves of pleasure consumed her. Her body shook as her clit pulsed against Arion’s lips. She hummed with release, gripping him tight as her rigid body continued to throb and quiver.
When it was over, she was panting. She couldn’t get enough oxygen. When she realized where her hands were, she released her mate’s hair and dropped her hands to her sides. She switched from tight, rigid, and stiff to sated, limp, and weak. She couldn’t move a muscle.
Her face was hot. A chill shook her from sweating.
Arion crawled up her body, cupped her face, and kissed her. On the lips. He nibbled at first before his mouth opened, and his tongue slid along the seam of her lips.
She tasted herself on him. A combination of his essence and hers. She moaned into his mouth as he continued to devour her as if he couldn’t stop.
When he finally released her lips, he was panting too and smiling down at her. “You are perfection, my Little mate.”
She lowered her gaze, suddenly embarrassed.
“Uh uh. Don’t look away. Don’t hide your feelings from me. Don’t hide your pleasure. I’m so pleased, Bella. So damn pleased.”
He sounded sincere, but that didn’t help her embarrassment. She’d completely lost her senses.
“That’s how it’s supposed to be, Bella mine. That’s how it will always be between us. It will get even better when I enter you with my cock, but you’re not ready for that yet.” He kissed her again not just on the mouth but all over her face and neck.
He was grinning from ear to ear when he met her gaze again. “You have pleased me greatly, Little mate. I’m so glad you’re responsive to my touch.”
“I didn’t know,” she murmured.
“Now you do.” After one more kiss, he rose up. “I’m going to give you a bath now, Bella, and massage your tight muscles so you won’t be sore tomorrow.”
“Okay,” she whispered. After all, she was in no condition to give herself a bath. She wasn’t sure she could even sit upright without help.
ChapterTen
Arion couldn’t stop smiling as he lowered his precious mate into the warm bath. He’d filled it with bubbles too, and she sighed with contentment as the water covered her.
He kind of hated that he couldn’t see her naked body anymore, but it was temporary. He would see her again soon.
“I’ve never had bubbles,” she murmured, dragging her fingers through them. “My mother said they were a luxury we didn’t need.”
He wondered what other luxuries she’d been denied. Part of him was glad. He would enjoy the wonder in her eyes every time he introduced her to something new.
He knew her family hadn’t struggled for money. Finances weren’t an issue. So either her parents didn’t like to spoil their kids, or they believed they were doing their girls a favor in not inflating their future expectations. Not every mate in the valley would be able to afford the same amenities as another.
Either way, Arion liked this development. He picked up a loofah, poured some sweet-smelling soap on it, and lifted one of her arms.
She tipped her head back. “I can wash myself, Daddy. You don’t have to do it.” She looked adorable with her hair piled up in a messy bun on top of her head. He’d put it there a few minutes ago after removing the decorations and pins from earlier in the day.
He winked at her. “There are a lot of things I’m going to do for you from now on because I will enjoy taking care of you, Bella. It’s my nature.” He swiped the loofah over her breast, loving the way her breath hitched and her cheeks turned pink.
“Do all men take care of their mates like this?”
