Without the barrier of fabric, I could feel it warm under my lips, the skin heating and flushing pink as I swirled my tongue around her peaked nipple.
A moan sounded from above me, and I relished the sound.I needed to hear more.Experimenting, I rolled the nub between my teeth before gently biting down. I was rewarded with a breathy gasp. Not wanting the other breast to feel neglected, I kneaded the soft flesh, plucking the nipple with my fingers.
More gasps and moans echoed, a symphony of sounds meeting my ears. I released her nipple with a wet pop. “Could you come like this, Nara? Could you fall apart with nothing but my hands and mouth on your luscious breasts?” I kissed the reddened bud, soothing the sting with my mouth.
She arched upwards, pushing them deeper into my hand and mouth, and I growled.
I wanted to linger, but the patch of curls between her thighs was calling. The scent of her arousal had drifted up, making my mouth water for a taste.
“One day, I am going to spend hours buried between your glorious breasts. I am going to tease and torment them until you come.”
“Oh, god.”
I smirked. “It’s just me, beautiful.”
I trailed kisses lower, nipping at the soft skin of her belly, and her hands shot up from the bed to shield it from my lips.
“Don’t,” I growled. “This is beautiful.”
She blew out a breath. “I’m not built like you, Brone. You’re all hard muscle and sexy abs. I spent too many days in a lab trying to eat the stress away.”
“I don’t want someone built like me. All my hard lines and unforgiving metal remind me of what I was created for. Your softness offers me a safe place to lay my head. Something to hold on to, to kiss and worship until the end of my days. It is the reason I no longer mind my size or how I was designed. Every inch of frame will now be used to protect the female that holds my heart.”
“Brone,” she sighed happily, her hands falling to her sides and exposing the part of her she worried I wouldn’t want. My female might act brave, but underneath it all, she carried the scars of her past. All the ways she feared made her unattractive.
“Perfect, Nara.” I peppered kisses over the swell of her belly. “Sweet and soft andmine.”
She let out a whimper. “Yours.”
“Do you want that, Nara? Do you want to bemine?”
“Yes,” she hissed.
I scooted down her body until my face was between her thighs. Wrapping my hands around them, I gently eased them apart, her curls glistening under my gaze. “Then let me see. Let me hear you. I am dying for a taste.”
Nara
Holy hell. Where had this Brone been hiding? He was sweet and filthy and made me want to give him everything he asked for. I had already pushed myself beyond what I thought I would do.
And discovered things I hadn’t even known I wanted.
I ached. My body was on fire for the Tank Class who told me I was his. Andgod,I wanted to be. I had thought all that alpha ‘mine’ stuff was crap. But I was soaked, my clit throbbing at his words.
Fudg- no, this called for something stronger.Fuck. I wanted to be the main course…the star of his fantasies, and to let him do whatever he wanted. To behis.
He had calmed my fears. Made me feel beautiful and wanted-even the parts of me that I worried weren’t good enough. Every insecurity had been erased with his words and the way he looks at me.
The way he has looked at me from day one.
Like I was the only one in the room. The only one he would ever want.
I spread my thighs as wide as possible, making as much room for his massive frame as I could. It was an open invitation, one that he didn’t hesitate to take. His mouth descended upon me like a man starving. As he buried his tongue deep, I fisted my hands in the sheets as he went where only my fingers, and the few toys I had owned, had gone before.
The was no easing into it, no teasing, just plunging within my depths and eating me with wild abandon.
“You…” I gasped, words failing me as his tongue pushed against my walls, lapping at the source. I dripped, drenching the sheets under me, the rush of wetness only making him attempt to bury himself even deeper inside my folds.
In and out, he fucked me with his tongue, and I made sounds I had never heard before. Gasps, moans, broken bits that could have been his name. I wasn’t sure. An inferno of pleasure had stolen all rational thought.