Page 116 of The Lycans: Vol Four

“Yeah, they are. You’re only going to give me these tears, huh?” Her nod pulled a gruff sound from my throat.

She mewled and moaned, and I kissed her, ravenous for everything that Ada had to give me.

I thrust my hand between her thighs, feeling how soaked she was, her honey coating her pussy and the inside of her thighs.

“Christ, you’re so wet for me.” I started sucking on her bottom lip as I spread my fingers through her folds, getting the digits saturated with her nectar. “Your body is ready for me to fuck it, isn’t that right, baby?”

She didn’t answer, just made a desperate sound.

Gods, she was the most perfect creature I’d ever encountered. I would level cities, stack corpses up as high as mountains just to keep her as mine.

I had her on the ground a second later, my lust-craze not focused on anything else but fucking my mate.

We were damp from the swim and getting dirty from the cavern floor, and Jesus, was it the fucking hottest thing ever.

I leaned back on my knees, placed my hands on her inner thighs, and spread her as wide as she’d go. Her pussy lips parted, and I was riveted to the sight.

I just kept looking and drinking my fill until she started to squirm, her clear bashfulness coming through.

“Goddamn, you’re a sight. Just let me look at you, baby.”

“Fuck me.”

I grinned. “You just lie there and let me work you over real fucking nice. You let me worry about making you feel good, sweetheart.”

I lifted one of her legs and started dragging my tongue over the top of her foot, then along her shin, around her delicate knee before sucking on her flesh.

I scraped my fangs on every inch of her I could reach, hearing her gasp, knowing I was scratching her, breaking her flesh. I smelled the delicious tang of her blood from those erotic wounds, and lapped it up.

“You taste so fucking good. The best I’ve ever had.”

I licked and sucked at her thighs, could smell how wet she was, that slickness that made my mouth water and my teeth ache.

My cock throbbed, and I felt so much pre-cum slip out of my cock I was making a fucking mess.

Fuck, I wanted to eat her out so badly, to suck on her clit, and to thrust my tongue into her pussy and watch her come undone for me.

Instead I kept licking at her, scenting her as I moved my tongue over her belly, around her navel, and up to her tits.

Gods, her breasts were perfect, firm and small, her nipples a deep pink, the tips puckered. I growled low and lifted my gaze at the same time I wrapped my lips around her nipple, sucking on it until it beaded up all nice and hard.

“Look at you,” I murmured against her breast. “Lifting your hips and trying to get my dick inside of you.” I gave her nipple one last slow, thorough lick before pulling away.

She had her back bowed as she made the softest, neediest sounds.

“You want your mate to lick this little cunt?”

She panted, and I didn’t wait for her to respond. I had my hands behind her knees, lifted her legs up, and pressed them to her chest, spreading her out so I could get a good look at all that red, swollen, wet pussy.

“So juicy, baby.” I leaned in, close enough I could smell the addictive, musky scent of my mate, but not close enough I was feasting on her.

I looked up at her face, held her gaze with mine, and spit on her pussy. “Not that I need you wetter,” I murmured and spit on her cunt again, letting a trail of saliva drip from my mouth in a slow, nasty way that had my cock jerking. “But I like making you blush by doing this.” I reached between her legs and smeared the spit all over her. “You probably think this is nasty, don’t you?”

She nodded and I chuckled.

“But your little pussy is hungry for me, isn’t that right?”

She nodded again and followed it with a moan.

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