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She does this again, running the flat across the roof of my erection, sketching it over and over.

Finally, she takes pity. A pair of soft lips strap around the head of my cock, the tender pleat of her mouth splitting around me and drawing on the head. And then she sucks on it like a morsel. The restrained groan tears out of me, the noise shredded like paper.

My spine burrows into the grass. My hands drive through her locks and clutch her scalp, my hips desperate to move.

Stay down. And do not fucking move.

I obey while Juniper moans around my cock. Her mouth encases the crown, her tongue lashing the slit, licking back and forth across the seam. Eager, she cups my ass and lifts me to her, then plunges fully. Her lips splay around my cock and sucks my entire length inside her.

Oh, fuck. A disjointed moan launches hard and harsh from my lungs as she pulls rhythmically on my standing dick. With a steady tempo, Juniper’s head rolls. She increases the pressure and siphons me into her mouth.

I cling to her head and stare down, gazing at her open mouth taking my cock, pivoting it into her. The vision is too sexy, too mesmerizing. My hips can’t take it anymore, can’t keep still. Every muscle begs to take action, to meet her thrusting mouth.

My groans turn plaintive, but somehow, I muster the willpower to let go, let her take me over completely. Juniper tightens her grip on my ass, as if sensing the frantic need. She keens and accelerates, plunging her mouth over my cock. Her tongue swirls around the head, her lips fucking me senseless.

My balls tighten. Ecstasy rushes from the sac to my tip as Juniper tows on me, driving up and down. Her mouth clings to my stiff flesh, sucking so fiercely that I’m shouting into the woods.

Too pent up to listen anymore, my hips let loose and charge ahead, pumping my cock into her waiting mouth. Primal noises fill the air. My woman takes it quickly, deeply, furiously.

When I tense, she seals onto me. I go still…and then come with howl. “Fuck, Juniper!”

My cock detonates, heat and liquid spurting from the crown. Juniper keens, swallowing my release whole, not letting go until I’m spent.

Spent as hell. But not done.

Faeries don’t work that way.Satyrsdon’t work that way.

With a satisfied hum, Juniper releases my cock. I want to kiss her. I want to spread her wide and taste her back, rake my tongue between her pussy and feast on her clit. But with renewed determination, the huntress scurries across my lap and relishes my slack features, pride and desire stretching across her face.

A second later, we’re clamoring again. She wiggles her hips, her pace urgent. I help her, stripping the leggings down her thighs in one deft move, and she shoves them over her boots, then chucks them aside. The cloak, long shirt, and shoes are still on, but we’re too fed up to care.

The tight patch of hair covering her pussy glistens, her desire made clear.

I want in there. Right fucking now.

I grip Juniper’s hips and jerk her toward me, positioning her over my cock. Its stiff length glides between the lips of her cunt, sliding across her slickness, prompting a whimper from her. I tease my cock through her folds, the head nudging the wet walls and probing her.

Our mouths fall open, guttural moans shearing into the air. How I’d like to vault upward and slam into her until she comes apart.

But again, Juniper stamps me down by flattening her palms over my shoulders. She seizes the hilt of my cock and sinks onto it, her wet clutch fastening around me.

I rasp her name, and she cries out. Astride my waist, she takes me high and hard, enclosing me from root to crown. Leaning over, Juniper drops a swift kiss to my lips before she sets her hands on either side of my head and whips her hips forward.

My groan hits an octave that must be heard within a three-miles radius. Juniper flings her waist, bucking onto my cock, taking every inch.

With a grunt, I grab her hips and yank her forward, whisking her inner walls against me. Her cries splinter as she hunches over, widens her knees, and uses that for leverage. She juts into me while her gaze clings to mine, our gazes locking.

Her cloak flares open, two pink nipples stud from under her shirt, and her naked waist gyrates. She grinds that sweet, soaked pussy onto me. Her back caves as she rows her hips, stroking my cock, chasing every fragmented sound that skids from my mouth.

Tingles scatter across my scalp. My teeth clench. I sprawl under Juniper, letting myself be ridden, letting myself be fucked by this woman, this huntress who captured me a long time ago, years before I captured her.

When another groan scrolls from my tongue, Juniper pants, “Yes. Do it. Come just like that, Puck.”

I’ll do more than that. I’ll come and then fuck her back.

The onslaught mounts. I dig my fingers into her pounding hips and howl so loudly my throat burns, the orgasm smashing into me with a vengeance. My cock twitches inside her, a second bout of release shooting from my body.

Juniper whines, riding my climax. But before it’s over, I vault upright off the ground, my earrings ringing with the movement.