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WINNOW

G ideon stands, licking his lips and the edges of his beard clean of my release, looking very much like some dark, unholy god.

My heart flutters as his eyes devour me, but I can’t resist my eyes dipping to take in the mouth-watering view of his still-hard cock.

I’m surprised to see the evidence of his own release is visible on his crown.

Sitting up, I maneuver off the edge of the bed and kneel at his feet.

Gideon stares down at me, a look of breath held in awe on his face, as I take his cock in my hand. “Are you too sensitive?”

A crooked grin tilts his lips. “No, ma’am.”

I’m grinning as I press a wet kiss to his cum-drenched tip and lick my lips clean, moaning softly at his rich, musky flavor.

“Mmmmm, so yummy.”

Gideon’s cock twitches in my palm as I lean in to continue pressing plush, open-mouthed kisses to his length between long laps of my tongue as he whispers a myriad of curses and praise.

“Goddamn, baby girl. You’re so fucking beautiful. I wish you could see how perfect you look giving my cock these pretty kisses.”

Humming my pleasure, I stroke the newly blooming pre-cum over his length with a feather-light touch. “You deserve it, ferion . And I want to give you all of me.”

To punctuate my declaration, I open my mouth to welcome him to the back of my throat.

Fisting my hair in one hand, Gideon lets out an otherworldly growl as his hips punch forward.

“Oh my fucking god…”

Gagging, my throat spasms around him. Gideon promptly draws his hips back, and his cock is freed from my mouth with strings of my saliva still connecting us. Wiping up our mess, I spread it over him and am mesmerized to watch more pre-cum dribble from his tip.

“Look at this handsome cock,” I murmur in awe, more to myself than him as I savor each plush vein, the firm prominent ridge of his broad crown, how smooth and slick my fist glides over it, and the gentle upward curve of his thick length that I know will coax my release in a way no other male ever has. “And it’s all mine, right, ferion ?”

“Always and only yours.”

My heart squeezes as our tether flares.

Alternating between sucking firmly and teasing his crown, I work both hands over his length in a twisting motion before forcing him to the back of my throat again.

Holding my gaze, Gideon’s hips gently pump as his thumb strokes my jaw.

“You take my cock so fucking well…”

Moaning my pleasure around his length, his praise stokes my fervor.

“You were meant for me, angel. You realize that?”

With a garbled sound of ascent, tears spring to my eyes as my throat works to stifle my gag reflex. Swiping away my tears, Gideon draws my gaze up to meet his from where he continues to thrust in and of my throat. “How fucking perfect you are? This dick belongs to you.”

My heart nearly bursts with his admission.

Moaning around his length, I take control again, doubling my efforts in simultaneously stroking his length as I suck his crown and part of his length, before withdrawing.

Holding his gaze, my fist glides teasingly over his aching flesh.

The words, I fucking love you, are on the tip of my tongue, practically bursting from my chest, but I force them back to save myself from the vulnerability.

Groaning, Gideon’s eyes slip shut briefly, as if in ecstasy, before returning to my gaze as his cock begins to pulse. His voice takes on a reverent tone.

“All fucking yours, angel.”

Akash, help me, but I do love this man.

I take him deeply as Gideon’s fist in my hair holds me in place, and his hips stutter. Gaze never leaving his, I swallow every drop.

The tether between us seems to open wide, and I can feel a crashing wave of his emotion pouring into me. It causes a realization to settle upon me.

He’ll love me. Even with my horns, tail, and hacked-off wings… He’ll still love me.