Unconditional
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Was it him? The combo of him and her? Was it her magick and his? Whatever it was, like him, she’d never experienced it before. Maybe it was because she’d never had sex with another Other, and it was always like this. But given his response she didn’t think it was that either.
“I’m not doing it on purpose. It would seem my magick really likes your wolf. Or something like that. Don’t let this go to your head, but it’s never been like this with anyone else.”
His smile though, wow. Her ni**les ached when he gave her that look.
“How can that not go to my head?” He shimmied down her body a little, licking over her ni**les until heat rolled through her, leaving her nearly boneless.
She supposed he had a point. But she couldn’t think about it right then with the edge of his teeth against her nipple.
“You’re really good at that.” She didn’t even recognize her own voice as wave after wave of pleasure rolled through her. It had to be the stress and grief of the last days. Or something. Or maybe two Others getting down? Whatever.
“You’re overthinking. I can tell.” He kissed the swell beneath her nipple and then licked and kissed down her ribs and the hollow at her hipbone.
She laughed, but it strangled into a moan as he breathed warm air over her pu**y but didn’t stop, continuing to kiss his way over to the other hip.
“I’m not! I can’t even speak much less think in any coherent way.”
Her fingers slid into his hair, and she held on and tried not to order him to get those kisses and licks to the right.
“I only want you to think about this.” He took a long, slow lick through her pu**y and up to her clit that stole her breath.
“No problem,” she managed to say, though her words were barely intelligible.
He slid his tongue up into her, making her arch on a gasp.
His fingers dug into the flesh of her ass, holding her up as if to serve himself of her body. All while he continued to devastate her pu**y with his mouth.
It wasn’t like she was small or delicate. At just a hair under five and a half feet tall she had been shorter than most of her boyfriends. But Josh was just so big. His strength, the ease with which he held her and did what he wanted with her body made her shiver with delight.
He shifted a little, finding her clit with that tongue of his. Swirl and suck, swirl and suck until she couldn’t stop the “please” from escaping her lips as she tugged him closer by the hair still in her hands.
Orgasm shot through her as she gasped, nearly drowning in it as it sucked her down over and over until he laid her down gently with a kiss to her thigh before settling in next to her, pulling her close.
“I don’t think I was very good at this the last time we were together. But I think I may have earned another chance.”
She couldn’t help it, she laughed. “Considering that most boys didn’t eat pu**y at all? I don’t recall thinking you sucked at it. But certainly if you had, the job you just did would have erased all red marks on your record. Once my teeth stop tingling, we can get back to it. Hopefully by then I’ll have regained muscle control.”
She had no idea what it meant to hear so much satisfied pleasure in her tone. His woman, satisfied. The shadow of her earlier distress had been pushed away for a time. He’d made it better. She’d allowed him to.
Her taste lived in him. On his skin, on lips and tongue. Her climax had sent a rush of magick and scent through his system, and he wanted to roll around in it. Christ, it was heady stuff. He hadn’t been drunk in a very long time. Wolves weren’t really able to get drunk given the speed of their metabolisms, though a huge amount of alcohol or drugs could work for a brief period. That was usually something saved for emergencies though.
“Hearing you say pu**y makes me really hard.” He moved his weight, getting close enough to kiss her shoulder and then her mouth, which she’d turned to him.
She wrapped her arms around him, snuggling in, her body pressed to his as he kissed her lazily, taking his fill of her.
Ha. He wanted to gorge. To claim her until she was boneless and totally his. But that wasn’t to be. Not for the time being. So he’d take his fill within limits.
She broke from his mouth and kissed down his throat, her teeth grazing the tendons where shoulder met neck and sending a shiver through his system. His wolf clutched her tighter, urging her to bite harder.
She licked over the tender skin, humming her satisfaction.
“I promise not to leave a mark,” she murmured, moving to the hollow of his throat.
“Feel free to mark me all you like.” His wolf would love it even more than he would.
“You’re so hot I just want to take a bite.”
He flipped her to her back, looming over her. She grinned up at him.
“It makes me hot when you bite me.” He nipped her shoulder for emphasis. “It’s…” he paused to taste the words he’d never said before, “…a flattering, sexy thing for a Were to be marked by his partner. Love bites, bite marks, whatever. And that it’s you, makes it even better. So if you want to take a bite, go ahead on because I’ve got no complaints.”
“Oh.” Her grin slid into a nearly shy smile, and it tightened things low in his belly. She caught her bottom lip between her teeth for a moment. “I’d like to get back to work. I want to taste a lot more of you.”
She did some fancy cop moves, and he was on his back again as she scrambled to all fours over his body.
“I’m not doing it on purpose. It would seem my magick really likes your wolf. Or something like that. Don’t let this go to your head, but it’s never been like this with anyone else.”
His smile though, wow. Her ni**les ached when he gave her that look.
“How can that not go to my head?” He shimmied down her body a little, licking over her ni**les until heat rolled through her, leaving her nearly boneless.
She supposed he had a point. But she couldn’t think about it right then with the edge of his teeth against her nipple.
“You’re really good at that.” She didn’t even recognize her own voice as wave after wave of pleasure rolled through her. It had to be the stress and grief of the last days. Or something. Or maybe two Others getting down? Whatever.
“You’re overthinking. I can tell.” He kissed the swell beneath her nipple and then licked and kissed down her ribs and the hollow at her hipbone.
She laughed, but it strangled into a moan as he breathed warm air over her pu**y but didn’t stop, continuing to kiss his way over to the other hip.
“I’m not! I can’t even speak much less think in any coherent way.”
Her fingers slid into his hair, and she held on and tried not to order him to get those kisses and licks to the right.
“I only want you to think about this.” He took a long, slow lick through her pu**y and up to her clit that stole her breath.
“No problem,” she managed to say, though her words were barely intelligible.
He slid his tongue up into her, making her arch on a gasp.
His fingers dug into the flesh of her ass, holding her up as if to serve himself of her body. All while he continued to devastate her pu**y with his mouth.
It wasn’t like she was small or delicate. At just a hair under five and a half feet tall she had been shorter than most of her boyfriends. But Josh was just so big. His strength, the ease with which he held her and did what he wanted with her body made her shiver with delight.
He shifted a little, finding her clit with that tongue of his. Swirl and suck, swirl and suck until she couldn’t stop the “please” from escaping her lips as she tugged him closer by the hair still in her hands.
Orgasm shot through her as she gasped, nearly drowning in it as it sucked her down over and over until he laid her down gently with a kiss to her thigh before settling in next to her, pulling her close.
“I don’t think I was very good at this the last time we were together. But I think I may have earned another chance.”
She couldn’t help it, she laughed. “Considering that most boys didn’t eat pu**y at all? I don’t recall thinking you sucked at it. But certainly if you had, the job you just did would have erased all red marks on your record. Once my teeth stop tingling, we can get back to it. Hopefully by then I’ll have regained muscle control.”
She had no idea what it meant to hear so much satisfied pleasure in her tone. His woman, satisfied. The shadow of her earlier distress had been pushed away for a time. He’d made it better. She’d allowed him to.
Her taste lived in him. On his skin, on lips and tongue. Her climax had sent a rush of magick and scent through his system, and he wanted to roll around in it. Christ, it was heady stuff. He hadn’t been drunk in a very long time. Wolves weren’t really able to get drunk given the speed of their metabolisms, though a huge amount of alcohol or drugs could work for a brief period. That was usually something saved for emergencies though.
“Hearing you say pu**y makes me really hard.” He moved his weight, getting close enough to kiss her shoulder and then her mouth, which she’d turned to him.
She wrapped her arms around him, snuggling in, her body pressed to his as he kissed her lazily, taking his fill of her.
Ha. He wanted to gorge. To claim her until she was boneless and totally his. But that wasn’t to be. Not for the time being. So he’d take his fill within limits.
She broke from his mouth and kissed down his throat, her teeth grazing the tendons where shoulder met neck and sending a shiver through his system. His wolf clutched her tighter, urging her to bite harder.
She licked over the tender skin, humming her satisfaction.
“I promise not to leave a mark,” she murmured, moving to the hollow of his throat.
“Feel free to mark me all you like.” His wolf would love it even more than he would.
“You’re so hot I just want to take a bite.”
He flipped her to her back, looming over her. She grinned up at him.
“It makes me hot when you bite me.” He nipped her shoulder for emphasis. “It’s…” he paused to taste the words he’d never said before, “…a flattering, sexy thing for a Were to be marked by his partner. Love bites, bite marks, whatever. And that it’s you, makes it even better. So if you want to take a bite, go ahead on because I’ve got no complaints.”
“Oh.” Her grin slid into a nearly shy smile, and it tightened things low in his belly. She caught her bottom lip between her teeth for a moment. “I’d like to get back to work. I want to taste a lot more of you.”
She did some fancy cop moves, and he was on his back again as she scrambled to all fours over his body.
