Page 22 of Loki’s Spellbinder (Hunters Creek Archangel’s Warriors MC #14)

We were in my bedroom. Loki had produced his results quickly.

I found it hard to believe he’d been without sex for over a month.

It wasn’t because no one wanted him. What was wrong with the women in Hunters Creek?

I had to push those thoughts away. I hated picturing him with anyone but me.

Something that had never happened with other men I’d been with.

I’d offered to get mine, but he shook his head.

He told me he knew I wouldn’t lie about it.

However, when we came to the bedroom, I showed him the proof of my last birth control shot and my test results.

I felt it only right, though I appreciated his trust. His eyes widened when he saw the date on my test.

We’d given each other a few moments in the bathroom.

He was in there right now, and I was nervously pacing.

I wanted this. I was dying for it, but I did wonder if he’d find me lacking or vice versa.

What if it was awful? Or if we discovered our attraction was fleeting, and it fizzled out?

I wanted to be loved and have a man who adored me.

I felt I was ready for the next step in my life—to be a wife, or old lady in this case, and a mother.

Hands landed on my shoulders, making me jump. Warmth hit my entire backside. Loki breathed warm air on my neck and ear as he softly said, “Have you changed your mind, Brae?”

I heard disappointment in his tone. I swung around to face him. He was standing there with his jeans partially unzipped and unsnapped. My hunger increased. My fingers itched to slide under the fabric and to what was creating the prominent bulge in his jeans.

“No, Alexander, I haven’t changed my mind. I let myself get a little freaked out.”

“Freaked out about what?”

“Forget it. Let’s move to the enjoyable part.” I tried to lead him to the bed after I took his hand, but he remained in his spot. He shook his head.

“Not until you tell me what freaked you out. I don’t want us to leave things unsaid or ignore what bothers us. They can come back later and screw shit up.”

I sighed. “It was stupid. I wondered if we’d find our sexual interest fleeting or if either would find the other person lacking and the sex terrible.”

“I can tell you that I won’t find this fleeting, and I hope to hell you don’t.

As for finding you lacking or terrible when it comes to sex, that’s not possible.

If there’s anything you don’t know or want to improve, I’ll gladly help you practice as much as you'd like. You could run a hand over my body right now, and I’d experience pleasure.

As for you finding me lacking, I hope you’d tell me and give me a chance to improve. ”

“You aren’t the problem in that last area.

I have no doubt you’re very experienced and capable.

I meant that I would be the one not up to your standards.

I know bikers have been with a lot of women.

I haven’t been with a ton of guys. I want you to tell me if you’re unhappy with my performance so I can improve.

Don’t lie or pretend you’re satisfied. It’ll only end badly. ”

“I won’t do that. When we’re together, let the moment lead us.

If you want me to do something differently, more, not at all, or less, then give me direction.

Despite what you’ve heard, men do listen to directions.

” He winked at me, making me giggle before he continued.

“And I want you to do the same. I’m a simple guy, Brae.

I’m not into being cut, having my cock bitten, that means don’t try to bite it in two, some teeth are good, and no other men in our bed. ”

“Darn it, no biting it in two?” I teased.

“No,” he growled.

I laughed as my tension leaked away. “I wouldn’t want to hurt you. I’m pretty sure that part of your anatomy and I might become very good friends. And I don’t want anyone else, so no worries about other men. Cutting isn’t my thing on either end.”

“Might be friends? I think we should get you two acquainted so you know you’ll be great friends,” he said gruffly.

I squealed in surprise when he jerked me to him and then hefted me in his arms. He carried me to my bed, where he dropped me gently on it.

Before I could stop giggling at him, he was at work.

I’d left off my top and bra at his insistence when we came from the couch to the bedroom.

Loki snagged the waist of my pants and pulled them down.

Since I was all about comfort, I’d forgone underwear after coming home.

Loki smiled when he saw I had none on, even though he had to know from earlier.

His eyes stayed glued to my center as he worked them down, exposing my pussy to his sight.

I heard his swift inhalation when I was fully exposed. His eyes stayed there, and he absentmindedly dropped my pants to the floor. His hands slid up the inside of my legs to my thighs. Once there, Loki pushed outward. I took his hint and spread my legs. He pushed again, so I widened them more.

“Do you like what you see?” I asked to break the silence.

Loki raised his gaze to mine. The passion burning in his eyes took my breath away. He licked his lips before answering me.

“Brae-Brae, like, is such a mild word. I love what I see, and I know I’ll love it even more once I get my mouth on it and my cock inside of your pussy.

I gotta taste straight from the source to be sure I remember your flavor,” he said a second before lying flat on his belly, and burying his face between my legs.

Loki didn’t attack me as I expected. He inhaled deeply, nudged my nub with his nose, and placed kisses all over my pussy before he ran a finger down my slit.

Then his warm, wet tongue fluttered at my entrance before he licked me from there to my clit.

I moaned. When he reached my hard nub, he sucked on it and then flicked it with the tip of his tongue. I cried out.

“Alexander,” I gasped. How could one stroke do that? I’d had guys go down on me before, but they’d never gotten this much of a reaction out of me with a whole session.

“Shh, relax and let me make you come on my tongue. I want a mouthful of your sticky essence,” he muttered before he went back to work.

I was turned on without him touching me, but the way Loki took his time and literally made love to my pussy with his tongue, fingers, and mouth as he did, made me very hopeful for what it would be like when we got to the main act.

He wrung cries and pleas out of me over and over.

When I got close to an orgasm, he’d back off, making me wail.

Eventually, after I felt like I’d go insane if he didn’t let me come, he pushed me over the edge into a massive explosion.

I cried his name and shook as I gave him the essence he wanted.

He lightly licked and petted me to bring me down slowly.

I was limp by the time he kissed my inner thighs and my clit and got to his knees. Even as sated as I was, I needed to see him. I wanted my own time with his cock. I swore his bulge appeared bigger.

“Ready?” he asked.

“I’m ready to see you. I want to touch and taste you, Alexander. Remove your jeans,” I ordered.

He groaned. “Shit, you’re gonna test my control, aren’t you? Just a warning. You push me too far, and you’ll end up with a mouth full of cum.”

“I wouldn’t mind that,” I told him as I suggestively licked my lips.

He was off the bed in a flash, working off his jeans.

I swung around so I was on my stomach at the edge of the bed.

I wanted to be close. When his cock sprang free as he shoved his jeans to his knees, I whimpered with lust. I couldn’t look away.

His cock was lengthy and wide. The flared head was glossy-looking from the precum he’d leaked.

Unable to wait a second longer than it took him to step free of his pants, I grasped him in my fist and pumped up and down his length.

Loki moaned. Taking the precum from the edges of his hood, I slicked it down his rod.

His balls hung like hefty marbles beneath his cock.

I craned my neck so I could suck one into my mouth.

I continued to pump him while I sucked and flicked his ball with my tongue.

I was thrilled when I felt his hands sink into my hair.

He was making noises that told me he liked what I was doing.

I proceeded to make love to his balls and cock like he did to my pussy.

I varied the speed and intensity of my technique.

He produced more precum. I didn’t mind his flavor at all and would gladly let him blow his load in my mouth.

Sure, it would postpone the big event for a bit, but I wasn’t planning to go to sleep soon anyway.

I’d been hungering for Loki too long to be satisfied with once.

“Goddamn, it’s too good, Brae. Fuck, I’m gonna come. Do you want me to pull out?” he muttered. His hips were pumping his cock in and out of my mouth. He’d been doing it for a while.

I shook my head no and tightened my hold on him.

He chuckled, then let out a massive groan as he buried himself, froze, then jerked as the first spurt of cum hit my tongue.

I sucked and pumped his cock until he was hunched over me, hanging onto the bed, and no more yummy cum was forthcoming.

Reluctantly, I let him slip free of my mouth, but I made sure to lick all over the head to get him clean before I kissed the slit and each of his balls.

He wasn’t softening yet, but I knew it would happen momentarily. I rolled over to smile up at him.

“Why don’t you lie down here and let me explore all those lovely tats of yours while you recover? I’ve been dying to touch and inspect them,” I told him.

“I’d like that, baby, but that’s not possible.”

“Why not?”

“Because this monster wants inside of you, and he’s done waiting,” he said, fisting his still-rigid cock.

He pumped it, and my mouth dropped open as I realized it wouldn’t soften and there was no need to wait. My libido, which had barely decreased, went into overdrive. Sucking his cock had kept me wet. I was ready to feel that hard length inside of me. Oh God.