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With a pop, he releases my clit. The tip of his tongue flicks it as we stare at each other.

“Leni, I want you to sit on my face and drown me in your juices. Think you can do that for me?” His left eyebrow quirks in challenge.

“Yes…”

His hand moves from around my thigh, disappearing beneath me before I feel the first stroke of it against my pussy. My hips jerk at the feeling, nobody has ever been down there before, nobody has touched my skin except me. His fingers swirl along my lips, feeling the skin, and gathering the juices that are already pouring out of me.

As though he has all the time in the world, he keeps swirling and dipping them into me. Seems that teasing is still on the table, noted. On one of the dips, he thrusts his finger deep into me, my back arching at the sudden feeling before he quickly pulls it back out of me.

That’s it, I’m only one more second away from taking away his options. Looking down at him, I find him smirking against my thigh. Little shit. Like a math problem he is trying to solve, he is testing out theories and seeing which one gives the result he’s looking for. I glare down at him causing him to chuckle.

“What’s the matter little Leni? Someone frustrated,” he asks mockingly, the light notes of humor floating between us.

A low growl comes from me. “You know exactly what you are doing to me. Do I need to take matters into my own hands or should I pay in kind?”

He nips the inside of my thigh causing me to jump.

“No need to be sassy. We have all the time in the world. I’m just learning what my mate likes. Don’t you want me to know?” He flattens his tongue and licks the place he nipped, moving back to where I want him, where Ineedhim.

“Caeeellllooon,” I whine before he thrusts two fingers into me as he sucks my clit back into his mouth.

He times his thrusts with the pulsing of his sucks and it takes me mere seconds to feel the tingle of an orgasm coming. My skin feels like a million needles are poking me as I rapidly move towards the crest.

“Right there. Goddess, don’t stop.”

He hums against my clit adding a vibration that rocks my world as I scream his name into the open field for every creature to hear. The orgasm crashes over me as I fall forward panting. My fingers gripping the grass to ground myself. In all the times I’ve done this to myself, there is no comparison to him doing it to me.

He continues to lick, nip, and suck, capturing every single drop of my cum in his mouth before he slides out from under me.

I’m still panting, trying to come back down to earth when he pulls me up flush against his front. His hard dick pressing between my ass cheeks.

“That wasn’t so bad now was it?” he murmurs against my ear before nipping it.

His hands slowly move down my stomach before hooking around the hem of my shirt and dragging it up over me. Never did I imagine that I would be in my field of wildflowers in nothing but my black sports bra with Caelon undressing me.

His fingers hook under the band of my bra as he whispers, “I can’t wait to take my time exploring every single inch of your skin, every erogenous zone that makes you come, and explore every single fantasy you have.”

The fabric whispers across my skin as he pulls it over my head, the cool breeze tightening my nipples even further. They are nothing more than hard pebbles as my C-cup breasts fall down out of the bra.

I suck in a breath as the feeling of being completely exposed washes over me. He throws the clothing off to the side as my arms fall down behind his head. With his hands roaming my bare skin and lips peppering kisses against my shoulder and neck, I feel like a goddess being worshiped.

“Cal…”

“Hmm,” he mumbles against my neck.

“I want our first time to be here in our field, where we met and spent hours together already. It feels more like home to us than any house will.”

Twisting around in his arms, I run my fingers along his beard, the thick strands grazing against my skin. His eyes are flicking back and forth across my face, calculating every single thing that I’m doing. My hands lower down his chest as I explore each hard plane of his body.

A very large, hardened dick stands at attention. His knot is already swollen at the base, ready for me even if I’m not sure I’m ready for it.

We obviously have sex ed classes in our public school and then there’s breed specific classes for teaching us what we need to know about breeding with our mates. It’s one thing to read about it and a whole nother thing to experience it. Looking at his dick and that knot, I’m quite terrified of how that will feel and where that thing is going.Will it even fit?

Alright, it’s way bigger than I thought.Fuck.It’s already leaking pre-cum with thick veins running down each side. The deep pink tip looks ready to be touched, licked, anything to relieve itself. I want to lick it though. Like he did for me.

I reach up hesitantly. Unsure what the hell I’m doing or if I’m even going to do it right. I wrap my small hand around it, feeling the silky skin against mine. It’s a weird contradiction between the softness of the skin and the hardness beneath it. Moving my hand slowly up it, exploring the feel of it against my heated flesh. Hearing him hiss through his teeth as I squeeze it. I reach the tip and squeeze the soft, squishy tip against my palm.

“Fuck, this is torture.”