Page 60 of Finding Her (Lore of the Fields #1)

Her eyes batted up at me, her lips parting with the tip of her tongue hanging out patiently.

I couldn’t resist pressing a finger into its tender flesh, and shuddered knowing that her delicate mouth was about to hug the sensitive ridges of my length.

I grabbed the tall black frame of the bed to keep my hands from being too aggressive, stepped forward, and sunk into her welcoming lips.

Her wanton moan was muffled by my girth, but it felt wonderful as it vibrated around me.

I pushed my hips forward until I felt the back of her throat gag around my swollen head.

Despite the sounds of her throat struggling to accommodate the intrusion, her tongue rolled with intention as it cradled the weight of my cock.

I held for a moment before pumping in once, twice…

Faeryn made a choking sound, pulling the loop of the bow I held. I immediately took a step back, a long string of saliva and pre cum hanging between us before falling onto her chin and throat. She gasped for breath, her eyes watering.

“You’re okay,” I gently encouraged. “We don’t have to do that.”

“I just needed air,” she snapped, as if irritated I had suggested we stop. After a determined gulp, her mouth opened expectantly.

I waited for a moment, giving her the opportunity to change her mind.

When her eyes closed to await her meal, I happily fed her.

I pushed past her lips, cherishing the way I barely fit into her gaping jaw.

Her tongue explored the ridges of my cock delicately while I held still in a state of bliss.

The temptation to begin rutting into her mouth until tears fell from her eyes was present, only overshadowed by how desperately I wanted to savor the way she worshipped me slowly and deliberately.

“ You did such a good job using your safety signal ,” I groaned, petting her head before returning my clutch to the metal support bar.

The metal frame greeted rigid claws with a soft “ clang ”. I stopped applying pressure on the bow over my fingers. In my feral state, I would slice through the fabric if I wasn’t careful. Too bad these gloves couldn’t completely disarm me.

The smooth swells of my cock popped in and out of her lips as I fucked her flushed face.

The feeling of her harmless teeth scraping against my shaft drove me wild, as if they existed for no purpose other than to massage me.

Her dainty hands and gentle mouth weren’t meant for survival; they existed strictly for me to play with.

Every part of Faeryn was designed by the gods to pull my soul from my body.

I was rapidly approaching my own release and reluctantly withdrew to stall for the time being. There was still work to be done. Drool ran out of the corners of her mouth and down her chin, the coating of saliva reminding me of her other slick lips waiting to be tended to.

She smiled tauntingly. “I don’t think you’ll be able to resist much longer.”

I ran my clawed thumb over her puffy lower lip. “ You don’t think I can tease you all night until you talk? ” My voice had changed to match my hands.

“If you put it back in my mouth, I’m not letting go until you finish.” Her tongue reached out far enough to flick over the tip of my cock where a pearly bead of precum waited.

Fuck . Now that she said that, I would come in her throat in seconds thinking about how filthy she was being.

In fact, I couldn’t let her touch me at all until I had what I needed from her.

Even thrusting into the tight balls of her fists right now may be enough to push me over the edge.

The mere thought of pumping cum through her fingers caused my cock to twitch in front of her.

She noticed the reaction, eyes gazing up as if to say, “ I told you so ”.

“ You’re only making this harder on yourself .” I maintained my resolve, positioning myself on my knees behind her. Had she lifted her hips even higher? Everything was spread and pointed to the ceiling expectantly. Her cunt must be chilly from so much exposure to the winter air. I could fix that .

My hands were no longer safe for her delicate flesh, so I placed them on either side of her knees and lowered my face to sample the feast presented to me.

My long tongue rolled out of my mouth, curling up at the forked tip to tuck in front of her clit.

I pulled back slowly. Through her wet parted lips.

Dipping into the sweet entrance of her pussy.

Pushing ever so slightly against the tight ring of her ass.

Only stopping my indulgence once I reached her lower back. She shuddered.

I couldn’t take it. She looked so lewd sprawled out like this, tied up, and licked from front to back.

My cock stood at attention inches from where I desperately wanted to bury it.

She would be so wet and welcoming. When I saw the golden glow cast over her back, I knew I was losing the battle, my body shifting feral against my will.

“Are you going to fill me with your cum, or just sit there and stare?” she breathed.

That’s it . I grabbed onto the fullness of both hips, slamming her back into my lap and sinking into her snug embrace.

The heat of my groin pressed against her, melting away the chill night air.

My claws pricked into her stomach dangerously, the slight coppery smell of broken skin mixing into the pheromones filling the room.

She was insolent, unreasonable, perverted.

And I would appreciate every one of those qualities as I rutted the attitude out of her defenseless body.

I supported myself on one knee, my other leg bent against her hip.

She cried out as her orgasm clenched around my cock in response to the intrusion.

“Do you want to know his name?” she whimpered through gasps, her second climax already building.

“ Don’t you fucking dare say another male’s name while I claim you .” I snarled, pounding even harder into my brat as punishment for threatening such a thing, especially right before I made her come all over my lap.

“Graysen!” she shrieked with another orgasm, confirming that she did know who owned her despite her little games.

“ I’m going to come ,” I gritted through my teeth. “ Where do you want it ?”

“Overfilling me. Dripping down my thighs,” she murmured softly, in a daze while her core pulsed rhythmically around me.

I sank in to my hilt, my wet hips pressing into the soft curves of her ass.

I felt the ridges of my cock swell as cum pumped down my length and filled her tight cunt.

A warmth ran up my spine with each contraction of our synchronous orgasms, her core hugging me as sensitivity overtook every nerve.

It was overwhelming, and I clenched my jaw to muffle the satisfied grunts and moans escaping my sharpened teeth.

Once empty of every drop, I slipped out of her, a mess of fluids followed.

Finally, it would smell like roasted honeysuckle in our little nest. I crawled to her side and undid the ties around her wrists, grateful they were unmarred from the tight ribbon.

The only damage I wanted done to her tonight was a sore cunt and the branding of my hand on her ass.

The small cuts from my claws lining either side of her waist were less desirable, but I knew from experience would disappear quickly given her knack for healing.

I scooped her limp form into my arms and rolled back onto the pillows so that she lay stretched across my body.

Her cheek pressed her lips into a pout against my chest, and I thought about how similar it looked to when I had been toying with her earlier.

Only now, she didn’t have a drop of energy left to antagonize me. I hoped that fire would return soon.

“The gloves worked,” she murmured into my skin.

“They did.” Thank the gods. I had been able to hold onto my mate while I took her, a blessing I would have to personally thank the inventor for in the future. I wiggled my fingers as they softened into flesh, grateful to be able to trace them down her spine as we lay together.

“I don’t assume you’ll tell me his name now that you’ve been satisfied?” I tried not to groan at my own question, already anticipating the answer.

“Absolutely not,” she chuckled softly, her voice sleepy as if already drifting under.

Content with my roles as mate and protector, I would just have to figure things out on my own. What mattered now was that she was safely in my arms, in our bed, in our home, with a belly full of my cum. I promised to take care of Faeryn, she never promised to make it easy on me.