G ods. It was a fucking wonder I didn’t spontaneously combust. The spot his lips had touched was burning and my pussy clenched in anticipation of having that mouth even closer. He traced patterns against my wrist and I fought down the urge to squirm.
“I’ve got all night to wait for your tongue to untie itself.”
I looked at him helplessly, willing him to take pity on me. My skin was so hot. I was going to melt at this rate and he kept touching me innocently while looking at me like he wanted to devour me.
Come on, Logan. Say words. Blurt it the fuck out.
“It seems so crude to ask to have sex.” I cringed, wanting to bury myself under the couch cushions.
Caden laughed. “Oh, no. What’s crude is how much I’ve thought about that this evening.”
Another of those embarrassingly needy sounds escaped.
I had no idea who the hell had introduced omega stuff to my family’s history, but I’d like to have some serious words with them about how ridiculous it was making me right now.
I was a grown-ass woman. I didn’t salivate like this over men . Alphas were apparently another story.
“Put yourself in my hands and I’ll make sure we both have a good time.” He grinned, cheeky and gorgeous.
I inched forward, crossing the small distance of the couch cushion between us. My weight tipped me into him as my hands sank into the fabric. He caught me easily and put his forehead to mine.
Caden was barely an inch from my mouth when I blurted out, “You don’t have a spiky cat peen, do you? I don’t want my bits shredded.”
He burst out laughing, his shoulders shaking as he pulled away to collect himself. “No spikes, I promise. It’s not the same as a human cock, though.”
“What’s different?”
“It’s all bonus features.” He tugged me back and nipped at my mouth. “You’re more than welcome to find out firsthand.”
“I can do that. I need kisses first.”
“Ask me.”
I let out a soft moan. “Gods, okay. Kiss me. Fuck me. Take me apart so I stop feeling like I’m going to incinerate on this couch.”
Caden dipped in, his fingers curling around the back of my head.
The spark of his mouth on mine sent a rush of electricity that rocked me down to my toes.
The swell of desire tried to drag me under and I let myself fall into it.
I leaned in with a moan and pressed a hand to his shoulder, following that urge from the dinner table to climb right into his lap.
My fingers cradled his cheeks, dark stubble teasing my hands.
His free arm snared me around the waist and pressed me down, giving me a taste of what kind of weapon he was packing under those sweatpants.
I needed to get better acquainted with the interesting textures.
He growled against my lips and my clit pulsed, goosebumps leaping up as a skittering of fear amped me up.
Oh, well . I liked that a fucking lot.
I pulled away, steadying myself on his shoulders. “Is that a shifter thing or a you thing?”
“Shifter. I can do this, too.” He leaned in and brushed my cheek with his, a rumbling purr radiating from his chest. His whole body vibrated under me, from the cock pressed against my pussy to the tongue that licked at my ear.
“Oh, gods. You’re like a human vibrator.”
“Mhmm,” Caden murmured in my ear. Turning, he recaptured my mouth and I sank back into him, indulging in his soft lips and bristly stubble. I rocked my hips, pleased with myself when his cock twitched against me.
I want to touch every inch of you .
“Don’t let me stop you. There’s a lot of inches for the taking.” I giggled against his mouth. “I didn’t know you were telepathic in this form, too.”
“In all of them, but I tend to switch as needed when I’m in this one.” He kissed me again. You know the sexy traffic light system?
“Green for good, yellow to slow down or pause, red to stop?”
Yep. Use those, or if your mouth is occupied you can tap anywhere three times.
My stomach clenched. I didn’t know what he had planned, but I was more than ready to dive in.
He leaned back, sliding both hands to my waist, inching up my T-shirt.
I shivered at the touch and whipped my shirt all the way off before I could overthink it.
His lips, teeth, and tongue sampled the veritable buffet of skin now available to him, starting with my throat until I was bucking in his lap.
I stilled at the press of two sharp pinpricks against my neck.
Fangs . I won’t bite. They come out on their own sometimes when I get too excited.
That should have scared me. And it did. But those crossed wires in my brain translated the touch of fear into delirious need.
Color?
“Green. I like them.”
They sank against my skin a little more, delicious panic and pleasure twisting together to make me breathless.
I whimpered and rocked against him. I’d read way too many vampire romances to not get turned on over fangs, but I never thought I’d get to actually experience them.
His tongue swept over the pinpricks, a balm after the spikes of pain.
I threaded my fingers into his hair, kneading his scalp. “I’m pretty sturdy. You don’t have to worry about damaging me unless you’re taking a full chomp.”
He pulled back, hazel eyes turned gold, and the sight of it turned my insides molten.
Why was that so hot?
“I don’t think I have the self control to risk that. However sturdy you are, I don’t want to accidentally pierce something dangerous.”
I sighed and smoothed my hand over his hair. “I guess if we’re being logical about it. I’ll accept being pinned down and fucked into oblivion in lieu of being bitten.”
His pupils flared like a house cat doped up on catnip. You’re going to give me a heart attack before the end of this, aren’t you?
I grinned and pressed a kiss to his lips. “Maybe. Do you like the idea of pinning me down and having your wicked way with me while I beg for it?”
His cock twitched beneath me, a gorgeous growl mingling with a moan at my words. Yes.
I ground against his hips. So many clothes in the way. I wanted his hands on me to give that chaotic spiral of need somewhere stronger to focus.
“Touch me.”
He unhooked my bra and boosted my hips up so he could reach my breasts, sucking a nipple between his lips like he was starving, coaxing a desperate sound out of me.
I clung to his head, panting and wriggling in his grip.
He pressed one hand against my waist and wrapped the other around the back of my neck, holding me firmly in place.
He might as well be sucking my clit for how much my pussy ached as his tongue curled around my nipple, his fangs lightly scraping the surrounding skin.
Potent desire coiled tight as he teased my sensitive peak. I wanted to come so badly, but I didn’t want him to give me one second of reprieve from the perfect agony of being pinned while sensation arced in hot spirals from his tongue to my clit.
Sweet fuck, this man was playing with fire. I was going to lose it before he ever got my pants off.
My sounds grew progressively more feral as he worked.
How did it feel like I was on the edge of coming?
No one had ever spent this much time on a single spot outside of my clit with the intention to make that happen.
I was borderline dizzy from hyperventilating.
Eagerly pressing even closer to him, I slipped one hand between us, teasing his cock through the sweatpants while giving myself something to grind against that didn’t risk me sinking away from his lips.
Doing okay?
“Green.” I gasped, gritting my teeth. “Don’t fucking stop.”
He started purring, the vibrations from his tongue teasing me. I rolled my hips, needing only a few sharp grinds against my clit to break me.
“ Oh, fuck! ” I groaned, pulling him so tight he probably risked suffocating against my chest. He lapped at me through the rise and swell of the orgasm, only easing off when I went limp in his hands.
I sagged forward and let myself rest against him. My lungs burned.
He hooked my chin with his fingers and lifted my gaze to his. That was beautiful .
Warmth rushed into my cheeks.
My brain was fuzzy. All I wanted to do was cuddle into him until the pleasure high let me think again.
Color?
“Hmm, yellow?” I nestled in and he wrapped his arms comfortably around me. “I need a minute or two.”
“Take all the minutes you need.” His cock was hard beneath me and I rocked a lazy rhythm against it while I breathed in the scent of him—a nice clean smell similar to the earthy vetiver essential oil I used sometimes for meditation.
“I have condoms in the bedside table drawer. They might be expired, though.”
Caden threaded his fingers into my hair. “I can wear one if you like, but I can’t get you pregnant outside of a rut, and anything either of us could catch isn’t transmissible between shifters and humans.”
“Really?” I popped my head up to look at him.
“Mhmm.” He cupped my cheek. “We’re convenient like that. It’s part of why a lot of shifters embrace the ho lifestyle.”
I giggled and leaned in to kiss him again. “Well, in that case, I’m ready for you to embrace it with me. I have a whole lower half that needs some attention. And I need to check out your fancy peen.”
Caden burst out laughing and smothered it out with another kiss. “You’re too fucking cute, you know that?”
Warmth filled my cheeks. “I like to be reminded.”
“I vote we transition to the bedroom so we have more room to maneuver.”
“Transition approved!”
He scooped me up like I weighed nothing and carted me into the bedroom. I flicked on the light as we passed and he dropped me onto the blankets, leaning over me. Caden nipped my earlobe and took my hands overhead, pinning my arms by my wrists. “Let’s see what other pretty sounds you can make.”
“Do we also get to see what sounds you make?”
“You can have every sound you manage to drag out of me. But for the moment”—he pressed down on my wrists before standing back up—“be a good girl and keep those there for me.”
Lust washed over me like a tsunami. Oh gods, he’d found the good girl weakness. I shivered and lifted my hips for him to tug down my pants and panties and toss them to the floor.
A hand wrapped around each ankle and I vaguely regretted not shaving my legs today.
Oh well, hopefully cactus legs didn’t dissuade him.
He tugged me closer until our hips met, sliding to his knees, and hooking my legs over his shoulders.
I let out a whine and grabbed a handful of blankets to keep myself steady as my body hummed with anticipation.
Risks of combustion went up exponentially when I looked down and saw those golden eyes staring at me between my thighs. His purr was audible and the first zing of his tongue sweeping over my clit with those heady vibrations almost had me leaping off the bed.
Caden locked his arms around my thighs, pressing down on my stomach to pin me in place as he dove in.
Every buck was fruitless. He was too strong and too determined to undo me with his mouth for me to get a second of relief.
His tongue buzzed against my clit, his purr rumbling.
I whined and twisted, craving it even as it was too much .
Oh, gods.
His stubble scraped against my thighs and his relentless tongue kept a steady sweep going, surprising me with dips inside and lips fastening over my clit to suck. It took all of my willpower to keep my hands above my head instead of burying them in his hair.
“ Please .” I whimpered and pressed my heels against his back.
He took no pity on me.
His tongue continued, keeping me on the edge until I started to lose coherency. My mind was foggy, the overwhelming desire to come like a pounding drum of need in my blood.
Caden’s growl spiked my adrenaline as his fangs scraped lightly against my tender skin. I stilled on instinct, no longer struggling as his tongue carried me to the breaking point. I screamed and wrenched the blanket down over my face to smother it so my neighbors didn’t think I was being murdered.
When I could finally breathe again, I tugged the blankets away and found Caden leaned over me, eyes glinting.
“Someone didn’t follow the one instruction she was given.”
I released the blankets and slapped my hands back down on the bed. “I dunno what you’re imagining. They were here the whole time.”
He smirked and shook his head. “I’ll have to tie them next time since you can’t be trusted.”
My pussy clenched over the idea. I didn’t quite recognize the sound I made—a squeak of surprise blending with a moan.
Caden grinned. “Like that idea, do you?”
My cheeks had to be hot pink with how warm they were. “Perhaps . ”
He leaned in and kissed me into delirium.
I broke the rule again, reaching up to thread my fingers in his hair.
Ready to see the other shifter perks?
“Yes, please.”
Caden stood, pulling me up with him when I didn’t let go.
I sat comfortably on the edge of the bed and reached to tug the waistband of my sweatpants off him.
Honestly, it was a wonder that the pants had managed to contain him.
His cock popped free and my gaze flicked over it, taking in the differences.
The smooth reddish tip gave way to two thick raised ridges wrapped around below the head. Smaller ridges danced down the underside before looping closer to the base for about a hand’s width. I reached out without thinking, running my fingertips over them. Caden sucked in a breath.
Gods, he was going to ruin me with this thing.
I couldn’t wait.
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