Page 55 of Mating at Midnight: Book 1

Sitting up to face him, I respond, “I totally agree.”

Braxton raises his head, then sniffs into the air.

“From the smell of maple cured bacon, I would say Alpha Lightfeather is already up and has started breakfast.”

I snicker. “Daddy is up, but the elder mothers of the Pack are the ones who are responsible for preparing breakfast. The succulent smell of bacon you are inhaling, they created. And if that has your tastebuds drooling, wait until you try their homemade sausage patties. “

Braxton surprises me as he quickly rotates me onto my back with him hovering over me.

My pussy instantly starts to leak when he says, “They may have the best tasting bacon and sausage, but I bet they are no comparison to the taste of your sweetness on my tongue.”

He leaves a trail of kisses down my body to my secret garden. Before I can say something in response, Braxton dives into my pussy like an Olympic swimmer. He latches onto my clit, sucking it as if it’s the lifeline to his existence to his life force. My body twists in ways I didn’t think were possible. The only way I can describe it is someone who has been possessed. Braxton grips my hips to make sure whichever way I try to move to get away from his oral assault, he’s there to keep it going.

I realized trying to escape his oral warfare was futile. The more I try to squirm away from his grasp, Braxton holds me tighter as he feasts upon my flesh.

In no time, Braxton has brought me to climaxing three times, and when I’m ready to explode, he retreats. I’ve heard men talkabout getting blue balls; is there such a thing for women getting blue clits? The way my mind works, I envisioned myself walking around with an engorged clit for the rest of the day.

My thoughts vanish when Braxton inserts his pointer and index fingers and started to finger fuck me, making sure to hit my G-spot.

“Braxton, Braxton,” I moaned as an outer body experience started to take over me.

Braxton never slows as he works his tongue and fingers in unison. Fisting the sheets, I begin to rotate my hips in sync with him. Beads of sweat roll down my face as I slightly raise my head to look down at my handsome mate treating my pussy as if it was his last supper. He peers up at me, then winks before flatting his long tongue and gliding it over my pearl. The sensation makes my head fall back onto the pillow.

Braxton shows me no mercy, engulfing my clit into his mouth. He hums, sending vibrations over my sensitive spot, swirling his tongue. With his fingers pressed against my G-spot, he sucks on my clit as if it’s his personal pacifier, causing me to erupt in a toe-curling orgasm. Unable to control the rest of my body, I can only turn my head to bite the pillow to keep me from screaming out as my essence gushes from me. Braxton removes his fingers to drink every drop.

After he’s had his fill, Braxton slowly moves his large body over mine, kissing the same spots he did before. When we’re face to face, I welcome his kiss, tasting myself on his tongue. I don’t know how it’s possible, but I’m ready for another round, only this time I want his dick inside of me. I know I’m not in heat, but I can’t help the strong urge to have him buried balls deep inside of me.

Braxton laughs, saying, “Don’t worry, we have all day for that. I just wanted to prove to you that the elder mother’s mightmake a tasty breakfast, but I would rather have you over their food any day.”

Still trying to catch my breath, I tell him, “And you did that, baby, but what about you? I know you need to release as well?”

Braxton kisses my temple, replying, “Oh, trust me, I’ll get my release.”

The wicked smirk he gives lets me know I’m going to get one Hell of a pussy pounding, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Sniffing my scent in his beard, I wished he didn’t wash it off, but I knew we couldn’t face our fathers like that.

“I’m looking forward to it, but we need to get cleaned up before meeting with the others,” I tell him.

He rolls off me onto his back with his arms and legs looking like roadkill.

I giggle, pushing him onto his side.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m practicing playing opossum when our father’s try to fly off the handle with our questions,” he laughs.

I jumped out of the bed with laughter. “I don’t think it will come to that, but I will say your impression is spot on. Maybe you should have been an opossum shifter instead of a wolf. Opossum’s rather play dead than get their asses kicked.”

I run towards the bathroom when Braxton lets out a low growl, leaping from the bed to chase after me.

Once we were cleaned up and in fresh clothes, Braxton and I left the cocoon of my room to join the others.

As we made our way through the house, we didn’t encounter any other members, not even Kenia and Levi. I guess everyone is outside in the backyard. Leading Braxton out the back door, we find the others sitting at the tables, enjoying their breakfast.

I should feel some type of way as all eyes fall on us, but instead, I raise my head high as my mate and I make our formal appearance.

Kenia waves her hand to let me know they saved two seats for us next to her and Levi at daddy’s table.

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