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“God, please do.” Gripping his ass, I ground him down on my aching dick. I needed him.

“I’ve never been with a guy before, though.”

“So? Just do what feels right. Experiment. I volunteer as your guinea pig.”

“The hottest guinea pig in existence, but shit, Raven. You smell so good, I just want to crawl inside you.”

With a snort, I turned us around, pushing his thighs wide and pressing my dick between his legs.

“I’m sorry to disappoint you, Viking.” I let my guard down, loving how he shivered when my voice dropped dangerously low. Kissing along his collarbone, I searched for the right spot to mark him and found it near his shoulder. “I said guinea pig, not bottom, Liebling. If you want me to, I’ll gladly be underyourskin,“ I murmured into his muscle. “I’ll get so deep inside you that you’ll feel me for days.” He moaned, throwing his head around when I sucked his skin into my mouth. I didn’t stop until a deep purple bruise bloomed on his otherwise unblemished body.

“Oh, you look pretty wearing my mark, Viking.” My fingertips whispered over the hickey. “So pretty and debauched. So perfect.”

“I want to feel your mouth on me, Raven.” He ended on a soft gasp, his hips bucking up against mine.

“Mmm, you do?” My voice was still a low rasp. “Where?”

“I want you to suck me again.” His throaty voice got me so goddamn close to coming in my boxers.

Humming, I kissed down his naked chest, rubbing my face over his hair.

“Needy little princess,” I tutted, pulling the waistband of his boxers away from his body and letting it snap back.

“Yes, Raven. You do this to me. I want you so much, baby.”

“Call me that again, and you can have anything from me, Arne.”

“Suck my dick, baby, please,” he begged.

Two of my tentacles slid up his legs, hitching in the waistband and dragging his boxers over his hard cock. I let them curl around his thighs, opening them up for me.

“So pretty, Princess. So fucking pretty how you’re leaking for me already.”

One tip brushed over his exposed hole.

“So gorgeous.”

The shadow tendril stroked up his taint, winding around his nuts to squeeze them carefully.

“Holy shit, Raven!” My big, composed Viking sobbed under my touches.

“Yes,” I snarled. “Whimper for me, Princess.”

He blew the moment I took him into my mouth, thighs quivering and grunting as if in pain.

“Max, baby.” My eyes shot up when I heard the breath hitching in his throat. Tears glistened on his cheeks.

“Arne?” I pulled off and cocooned him in my arms, peppering his brow with kisses. “Did I push you too much? I’m so sorry.”

He snuggled into my embrace, pressing his face into my chest.

“You are so sweet and beautiful,” I cooed. “The most precious little princess ever.”

“It was so good,” he murmured. “A bit overwhelming, though.”

“Forgive me. I should have paid more attention to what you needed from me.”

“I’d forgive you for everything, Max. And it’s all good. My emotions just got the better of me for a moment. It’s all so new, and…”