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Selene

S oftly, almost tenderly, he lowers himself to the ground. His eyes are locked on mine and I can clearly see the adoration in them. He looks at me like I’m the answer to every question he’s ever had, all his unsolved theories are solved when in my arms.

Leaning forward, his arm braces against the ground beneath us as he lowers me down.

The cool damp soil feels amazing against my heated skin.

The petals of the dewy flowers kiss along my body as we shift until he is fully pressed against me while I lay across the ground.

There isn’t a single doubt in my mind that he wants this, I can feel every single delicious inch of him pressed against my core.

He shifts forward, grinding into me, and I can’t help the moan that slips between my lips. His eyebrow quirks as he does it again eliciting another moan from me.

“You going to keep teasing me or you going to be a good boy and lick me?”

“Depends.”

“On what?”

“How much you like these leggings,” he mumbles against my flesh as he moves down, kissing as he goes.

He lifts the hem of my t-shirt, exposing my stomach to the cool air. Shifting down to where his chest lays between my spread legs, an arm hooked on each side.

‘I’m not really partial…”

I don’t even finish my sentence before he tears a hole down the center of them, pulling and ripping until they fall open. Lifting up on my elbows, I stare down at a smirking Caelon between my legs. As if he’s always wanted to do something like that.

“Good, because I don’t plan to wait.”

A quick pull, followed by the rip of fabric, and there goes my thong. I was partial to those, though.

He looks at my pussy like his prayers have been answered and he’ll never have to worry again.

“I’ve waited a long time for this,” he whispers in reverence before slowly leaning down and giving my pussy a languid lick from bottom to top. My back arches off the ground.

He hums against my skin, “It’s everything I dreamed of and more.”

Without another word, he licks again. Testing the waters, learning what we both like from it. His attention to detail is top notch, not that I would expect anything different from him.

When he sucks my clit into his mouth, applying just the right amount of pressure, I can’t help but reach down and grip the back of his head. Thrusting against his mouth, chasing the feeling that is rising low in my belly.

“Yesssss, Cal, right there.”

His arms snake around my thighs, gripping me before flipping us to where I’m now sitting on his face. My mouth drops open as I look down between my thighs to see his beautiful hazel eyes staring right at me.

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 I need him.

“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.”

I glance up at him. Cal is glancing between my hand and my face. His pupils are blown wide open and his chest is rapidly rising and falling.

Without looking away from him, I lean forward and take my first lick of his salty pre-cum. Watching as he shakes and clenches his hands, like he just wants to take over and stop the torture. But, I think he deserves to experience what he just put me through as he explored.

When my mouth wraps around the head of his dick, I swirl my tongue and explore the taste of him.

My hand moves down the shaft as saliva pools around my mouth, lubing the way down.

I bump into his knot, wanting to know what it feels like, I wrap my hand around it and squeeze gently.

Cal hisses as his hands come down on my shoulders.

“Fuck, don’t do that again unless you want this to end sooner rather than later.”

Smirking around his dick, I suck harder and squeeze a little more at the same time. Just to see what will happen. He lurches forward, hitting the back of my throat, causing me to cough. He pulls out of my mouth quickly, apologizing profusely.

“I’m so sorry Leni!” He sits down in front of me, holding my face as I sputter.

“I’m…” I try as another cough happens. “I’m fine. Just wasn’t prepared for that.”

He chuckles. “Yeah, well I wasn’t prepared either. This is my first time ever having someone touch me, let alone do all this.”

I can’t help but chuckle with him. Nothing like two virgins bumbling our way through this.

“Alright, we’ll take that a bit slower this time. Maybe we save the deep throating for another day.” I giggle.

“Yeah I can agree with that for sure.”