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She bares my dick to her gaze and her eyes widen. A quick flash of fear has me stilling. “Are you still sure, mate? We can wait.”

Her head shakes and she gulps a breath. “No…it’s just... Wow, that’s a lot.”

I huff out a chuckle. “All of me is yours, mate. So if it’s a lot, it’s a lot that’s all yours.”

She grins wickedly and her fingers close around my thickness again. I hiss out a breath and she laughs. “I suppose that means that I’m a lucky girl, doesn’t it?”

Then her soft lips wrap around just the tip of my dick and time stops, my heart stilling in my chest.

“Oh fuck,” I groan. Warm and wet, dark and tempting. Her tongue tracing my tip as she draws me deep. She gags and the sudden movement has my cock jerking, my spine tingling as I fight the waves of desire rocketing through me.

“That’s enough of that, little mate.”

She pouts as I pull her off. “I didn’t do it right?”

“You did it way too right. I was about to blow down that pretty throat of yours. I’m not about to come if it’s not in that pretty pussy of yours.”

But first, it’s my turn to taste you.”

I lay her down on the bed and flip her long skirts up, my fingers tangling in them until I tear a small hole in the back. She gasps. “Hey!”

“I’ll buy you three more. Hell, I’ll buy you ten more,” I grunt under my breath as I finally expose what I’ve been dreaming about since I first heard her voice.

“So damn pretty.” I reach forward and trace my tongue along her slit, tasting her juices on my tongue and drawing the scent, the taste of her all the way down to my bones.

This is what I’ve spent centuries waiting for. And it’s finally all mine. My mate.

CHAPTER 9

Angela

My hands clench in the silky sheets as his wicked, wicked tongue traces along my weeping cunt. “Holy shit,” I breathe, my voice hitching on the words.

“Mine,” he growls into my pussy. The feel of his breath on me sets shivers along my nerves.

I should argue with him. Should tell him this isn’t forever. This is now.

But my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth and I just can’t say it. His tongue darts along my slit, gathering my juices and sucking them down in a rude noise that makes me blush.

“Granite,” I whimper, feeling his tongue slip inside me and fuck into me like his dick soon will.

My hands jerk up into his silky hair and tug like a wild thing, out of control, the scent of him curling around me like ambrosia. Spicy, warm and wanton.

“I’m gonna make this so good for you, mate. You’re gonna be burned all the way to your soul and you’ll never get enough of me.”

It scares the hell out of me that I think he might be right. But before I can change my mind, his finger slips inside me and his tongue lashes at my clit.

My back arches and I moan low in my throat. “Granite.”

“That’s it. Take what you need from me, mate.” My hips move and I grind on his mouth and tongue and he seems to know just what to do. A switch flips inside me and I come apart like confetti bursting into the air.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I scream and everything goes black around me. All I can feel is him and what he’s doing to me. “Feels so good, don’t stop!”

“Never,” he snarls into my pussy. He eats me out like a demented animal until I’m sweating, shaking and pushing at him.

“Stop, please, I can’t take anymore.”

He sits up between my legs and then stands, ripping off his loin cloth and dragging me to the edge of the bed. “You’re mine, mate.” My body’s still twitching when he surges inside of me and I scream, agony and pleasure melding together until I can’t tell where one starts and the other ends. My fingers claw at his arms, ripping long trails of blood into his skin.

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