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The sensation is intoxicating. I reach forward and knot my fingers in his hair, pushing him harder against me, locking his face between my thighs, and the pleasure grows.
Chapter 16 - Jace
My face is buried between her legs. My tongue lapping up her sweet nectar as though it is something I need to survive. Because right now I do.
I want to drink every last drop of her and savor all of it.
I push her thighs further apart, and she moans beautifully.
Inside her pussy I flick my tongue, pushing it deeper, playing over the walls of her soft skin. My cock is so hard it might tear through my jeans. I want to fuck her so badly I’m struggling to think straight. But this isn’t about me. This is about easing her pain now, to give us enough time to make it home, where I can take her.
But the more I taste her, the more I want. Even as I kneel between her legs, I’m aching, my cock throbbing, my mind already giving in to the fact that I will never be able to wait.
Mira is soaked. She is ready for me, and who am I to deny her what she so desperately needs?
Jux pushes me, provokes me, testing my breaking restraint.
“Jace,” Mira whispers my name, shuddering in delight. Her voice is shaking with relief as she pushes my face harder against her perfect little pussy.
I growl with desire, reaching down to tug my jeans open.
I can’t.
I can’t wait any longer.
My cock springs free as I pull the zip down. Thick veins pulse over the surface.
I sit up, looking down at her on the sofa. Her eyes are glowing and wide. Beautiful. So fucking beautiful.
Reaching forward, I grab her hips and pull her off the sofa onto my lap, where I’m kneeling on the floor. Her legs spread around my hips.
She squeals in fright, but when she feels my monstrous cock pressing between her legs, she falls silent, her mouth open, her lips parted.
Wrapping my hand around the back of her neck, I pull those perfect lips against my mouth and kiss her. I lift her at the same time, and when I lower her back down, I sit her right onto my cock. I slide her soaked, tight pussy onto me like she was my cock sleeve, made just for me.
A ravenous growl rumbles from me as she slides onto me, her pussy convulsing with pleasure and relief.
I pull her right down, so that I’m buried inside her.
For a moment, neither of us moves. The sensations are overwhelming. Our lips are still pressed together, but we’re frozen, breathing heavily.
I can’t bear the thought of pulling out of her even an inch, so instead of lifting her again, I start rocking her back and forth on my lap. My cock moves inside her, back and forth, back and forth, massaging her pussy.
The intensity of being with her is shocking. I can’t believe how good it feels. How perfect it feels.
The first time we were together absolutely blew my mind, and I thought it was because of her heat and being with my mate for the first time. But now it’s happening again. Even more so. The first time was rushed. Urgent. This time, I’m forcing myself to go slow, no matter how difficult it is.
And in doing so, I’m prolonging and heightening the pleasure.
Mira reaches her hands up and wraps her arms around my neck. She holds tightly, digging her nails into my skin as little gasps and moans still come from her lips. Fuck, she sounds incredible.
She has her head tilted back, and her long, dark caramel hair spills down her back.
She is so utterly divine to look at. Every part of her turns me on, every breath she takes gives me pleasure as our bodies sync.
“I can feel you,” she whispers, not opening her eyes. “I can feel…everything you feel,” she gasp.
Her pussy tightens, and I groan again, unable to speak for a moment.Can she also read my thoughts?
